.Ebony Blood| 3.
M E E T P O R T I A|
"Itka!" The voice seemed more feminine. It was Portia, Itka's fellow friend.
Itka seemed to jump, her heart racing. "Don't scare me like that!" Itka frowned, but laughed along with her. Portia walked besides her, her blonde hair held into a loose braid and her hazel eyes glistening with excitement. "Meet anybody?" Portia asked, always wondering if she had met someone new.
"Just two guys." Itka shrugged, "one said that he was 'lost accidently' and other's name was Wyatt." She smiled.
.Where Do I Even Start?.My heart is broken
Somebody fix it
My walls are closing in
Caught in a deep hole
Stuck at the bottom
Trying to reach for help
Slow the clock that's ticking loud
I feel that time is running out
And all that's left to do is let it wind down
"I've been in love, it's painful, pointless, and overrated."
.Ebony Blood| 2.
M E E T I T K A|
The clock, the time, the day. It was going slow. But it gave Itka enough time to be outside, writing in her diary.
Dear diary, today was... Odd. As usual, but not as odd as last night. Last night, well... This stranger that got hit by a car. He acted like he was perfectly fine. Even though he was bleeding, a lot. He seemed confused too. He didn't even tell me his name, all he said was 'I'm... Lost accidently.' That doesn't tell me anything, does it? And when I reached up to wipe away his blood the strangest thing happened, he disappeared. When my mother had called the ambulance she seemed perplexed as well me.
What kind of person, gets hit by a car, seems fine and disappe
.Ebony Blood| 1.
M E E T D E C L A N|
The dark and the fog. Not really pretty, because your practically blind walking through the thick mist.
Declan listened to his own footsteps, walking in the middle of a street. Rain made a rhythm around him. Hit the ground and bonce. Hit, bounce, hit, bounce. He abruptly stopped, hearing a screech. Then kept walking. "Nothing to worry about, right?" He asked to himself with a smirk. He kept walking, to really nowhere. Just to get current thoughts out of his head. But he stopped again, headlights. Headlights?
He heard screeching, soon his body was hit by a car. He felt glass cut his skin and hi
.Itka Arvid.Character Full Name| Itka Arvid
Meaning of Name| Unknown
Birth Date| 4/14
Weight| Not overweight lets just say that
Sexual Orientation| Straight
Body Type/Build| Thin
Skin Tone| Pale
Eye Color| Blue
Hair Color| Brown
Hairstyle| Usually wore down, or in a braid
Detailed Physical Description| None
Memory| Childhood memories
Childhood Friends| Wyatt
Favorites/Likes| Quiet things, being shy
Most Hated/Dislikes| Alcohol, stupid guys
Fears| Scary things
They're most at ease when| Calmed
Most ill at ease when| Near sickness?
Best Characteristic| Her personality
Worst Characteristic| None
Hobbies/Interests| Reading or writing in her 'diary'
Regrets| Sometimes regrets hiding her secrets
Religious Beliefs| None
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors| Behavior of being shy and biting her nails
Attitude Towards Death| Do