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Collection of older banners.
GFXed by me few years ago. This is supposed to be used whenever he is in "vampire mode"
GFXed by me
This one is drawn and GFXed by VocaStar! Thanks!
GFXed by Rosie
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"I don't need anger management.
I need people to stop pissing me off."[/glow]
Devour the Day - Good Man
I want to be a good man
I want to see God
I want to be faithful
But I know that I'm not
I want to be a good man
I want to do right
I don't wanna be a criminal
For the rest of my life
N a m e
⊱ Jayden Caine Dimitar Everdragomir ⊰
⊱ Etymology ⊰
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Jayden: Pronounced JAY-dən. The name itself is a variant from Jaden, which is sometimes considered variant from Jadon. Possibly means either "thankful" or "he will judge" in Hebrew. This name is borne by a minor character in the Old Testament. Unisex name, but far more common with males than females. Jayden is pretty popular English name for boys, and was given to the boy by his mother who favored the older male twin. And since the first name had already grown on him by the age of three when he was adopted, the Hristovs did not try to change it to a Bulgarian variant one anymore.
Caine: Pronounced KAYN-ɇ. Variant from Cain, and pronounced the same way as the E remains silent. Means "acquired" in Hebrew. In Genesis in the Old Testament, Cain is the first son of Adam and Eve. He killed his brother Abel after God accepted Abel's offering instead of his. The middle name is from Jay's biological father, the True Vampire Caine of the Evernight bloodline of Nottingham Coven. His parents decided that both him and his sister would get their parents names as their second name.
Dimitar: Pronounced Dimi-TAR. Bulgarian and Macedonian form of Demetrius. Latinized form of the Greek name
Δημητριος (Demetrios), which was derived from the name of the Greek goddess Demeter. Kings of Macedon and the Seleucid kingdom have had this name. This was also the name of several early saints including a Saint Demetrius who was martyred in the 4th century. This name was given to Jay as a tribute to Caine's deceased long time friend and Jay's great grandfather, Dimitar Dragomir -- may he rest in peace.
Everdragomir: Pronounced Ever-drah-go-meer. Originates from Dragomir.
Drag means "precious and peaceful" from the Slavic element
dorgu meaning "precious" combined with
mir meaning "peace" or "world".
Dragomir can be translated as "To whom peace is precious," i.e. "He who cares about peace." Bulgarian origin which is where the Everdragomirs hail originally and still lived just two generations back, which is the reason why Lilith and Caine had some old acquaintances to turn to with their little problem.
Ever as in "everlasting, eternal, forever" which was added in front of Dragomir when the old family moved to England, and English influenced them; it was also the first part of Caine's original last name which was Evernight. The Everdragomir twins are the last of their bloodline who carry this name, because all the other family members were hunted down during the First and Second Wizarding Wars which was a tragedy no one dares to speak of since the culprits of these systematic attacks were never caught. The slowly dimming, once bright and powerful name of the Dragomir has been carried by many well known Pure-blood wizards back in the days, and even some Bulgarian royalties few hundred years ago. Jay prefers to be called by his surname by people he does not know too well, does not consider close to himself personally or dislikes. It give a certain sense of distance between him and the others that he prefers to keep up. He feels like these people have not yet achieved the right to express the intimacy with him that comes with his first name. And God help you if you go ahead on your own, because you will receive the most judgemental glare and cold shoulder, and you are thrown back to square one with him really fast.[/spoili]
⊱ Nicknames ⊰
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"Jay" - A casual nickname he prefers to go by rather than his full name. Only reserved to his friends. Anyone else who calls him by any other name than his last name and do not belong to his social circle, will get the nastiest judging glare. He finds this very disrespectful.
"Evers" - For those who do not feel comfortable calling the boy by his first name, but find the last name too hard to pronounce.
"Daywalker" - Among vampires, who like to bitterly refer the dhampirs as such.
"The Bulgarian Dragon" - A nickname for him that goes around the school halls, but rare dares to call him that to his face.
"The Walking Disaster" - Known mostly by this name among the teachers, thanks to his ability to get into trouble with them (and everyone and everything else.)
"Mosquito" - A rather insulting name by the courtesy of his rival, Lucas Grey.
"Little Dragon" - A "pet name" that truly annoys him, cooked by Clementine Flamel alias Professor Ashton.
"The Boy on Fire" - Dubbed with this name due to an incident where he saved a Slytherin Prefect girl from catching fire due to a misdirected spell, but caught fire himself and burned his arm badly.
"Mockingjay" - Naturally something that followed the previous nickname. Because who wouldn't love to make a pun or two about Hunger Games? May the odds forever not be in his favor.
"Jaycon" - Because puns and bacon make everything better. Though he has to admit, the burn scar in his arm does make him think bit of bacon.
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A g e
⊱ 16 years ⊰
Born August 14th, 2007
Leo
G e n d e r
⊱ Male ♂ ⊰
H o u s e A n d Y e a r
⊱ Slytherin || 6th Year ⊰
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September 1st, 2022
Transferring schools is never easy. Especially if you leave the previous one on a bad note. Bad enough to make some of the teachers to give you scorning looks even if you have never even talked to them before, like the one that escorted him (A tiny little man, what was he, a part-Goblin?) from the Hogsmeade train station all the way to Headmistress' Study; he had obviously heard why he got expelled. It had been raining just before the train had arrived, and the air was moist after it, with fresh scent and the promise of autumn. Someone else would have probably appreciated it more. But that someone was not
him.
So here he now sat, Jayden Everdragomir, fifteen years old, looking reluctant in the Headmistress McGonagall's study with wild black hair that was sticking out in weird angles because he had been sleeping in the train, and was curling from the ends even more than normally due to that
stupidly moist air of Scotland. The two adults in the room were exchanging some words that were going in on the ear and out of the other for the teenager, who did not seem to have any interest regarding of his own situation at all. Truth to be told, Jay hated everything about it. He hated Scotland already, because it was so grey and rainy and so damn chilly. He hated the school because it looked even more like a rundown castle than Durmstrang ever did. He hated his peers that had been giving him the odd looks in the station and in the train because they did not recognize him. He hated the idea of having to be that kid that did not fit anywhere, because he had been that already back in his previous school, and now because of the transfer it would just maximize the effect. For a while Jay had been living in the hope that maybe he did not need to go back to school anymore, and just be a sad loser fourth year drop out... But his father would have none of it.
"I know we've had some setbacks lately, son," his father had said in Bulgarian, "and I understand you've been having things hard, trust me, I get it," he would claim and Jay would just nod quietly even though he really wanted to disagree on the understanding part; "but you really need to get back on your feet. We both need to move on. For us. For her. She would not like to see us like this. I know someone who can get you to a new school... In Scotland. It's a bit closer than your previous one, eh? What do you say, sonny? You need to study to get to the Ministry like your old man."
Maybe it had been the hopeful glint in his father's eyes, or the way he had ruffled his hair with a strained smile, or that Andrei was actually expecting a loser like him being able to follow him to Ministry. Jay was not sure himself what it was that exactly got him to nod again, and so it was settled. And that was how a Bulgarian boy had ended up in the rainy Scotland. A Bulgarian boy that was definitely currently second-guessing his life choices.
"Mr. Everdragomir." The Headmistress addressed him, managing to pronounce his name quite well for a first try. Jay looked up from the hands on his lap with a bored expression, trying to convey with a single look just how much he wanted to get this over with already. The elder woman with graying black hair and sharp, feline like green eyes was looking at him sternly. Under that powerful steely gaze Jay was not sure if he wanted to shrink away despite his tall lanky figure, or have even worse attitude towards everything.
"I am Headmistress McGonagall, and I welcome you to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on my behalf. I presume your trip from Bulgaria went smoothly. First year students are being sorted shortly, and I must hurry since we both want to be in the opening banquet on time. Now, in this school we have a House system, and that system determines where you will belong for the next two years; to whom you will share your dorms with, to whom you will share your classes with, and so on. Your place will be determined by your own qualities." The woman explained with a curt tone, wasting no extra time or breath. She then proceeded to summarize him the houses and their qualities, and told him about the point system. Maybe Jay was imagining it, but whenever she was saying words like
trouble,
punishment,
misbehavior,
group discipline or
point loss, she seemed to have a slight, subtle stress on them. Honestly, Jay had no idea what she was trying to hint at. So yeah, definitely imagining it.
After what seemed like an impossible amount of new information crammed into his brain that he was quite sure he would be forgetting in the next crucial two minutes (Seriously, did they have no pamphlets for transfers?
Hogwarts 101 for Idiots sounded like a good title.) came the sorting itself. Apparently the staff had all agreed that it would be bad for him to be sorted as the only fifth year among all the first years, and that would make him stand out negatively, so they had decided that it should happen in the office before the Sorting Ceremony. A ragged looking hat that looked like it had belonged to a homeless person from the middle ages was offered for him, or more likely dropped on his head, and then... the damned thing nearly gave him a heart attack!
"AHA!" The hat exclaimed as it woke up from its slumber, making the blue eyed boy flinch in surprise and resist the urge to rip it off his head. "A quick witted one! These ones always entertain me with their perfectly timed retorts. Brave, yes, but not exactly the hero type, are you? You are clever, but lack wisdom, so not quite beyond your years, eh? Loyal, but not to just for anyone..." It mumbled on, seemingly to itself, while Jay kept feeling flattered first and insulted the next every three seconds. "Hard-worker... to a
degree. Fair player? Ah, but you don't mind cutting few corners every now and again. A hint of chivalry, hmm. But with a strong sense of self-preservation? What an oddly contradicting combination. Definitely not a Hufflepuff or a Ravenclaw... But should I put you in Gryffindor, or...?
Ahh, there it is, buried under all of that messy clutter. You should dig it up more often, it will get you far, boy. Nothing wrong with that. So better be...
SLYTHERIN!"
The hat exclaimed its decision hard enough to make all the former headmasters in their frames jump. Few of them clapped as the hat was removed upon the youngster's head. Jay looked puzzled, and McGonagall turned to set the hat back on its place to wait for the Sorting Ceremony. The Headmistress charmed Jay's uniform into his new house colors; it had been simply colorless before. Then she told the little man, Professor Flitwick, to escort him to the Great Hall. But as they were leaving, Jay had to stop next to the Sorting Hat, making Professor Flitwick scoff impatiently.
"What was it?" Jay asked from the hat with his accented voice, "The thing you found...
buried within me that made you make the final decision?"
The Sorting Hat seemed to smirk knowingly with that rip of a mouth. And when it spoke, it said the word like they were fellow partners in crime, talking about the finest jewel in the vault.
"Ambition."
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S p e c i e s
⊱ Dhampir wizard ⊰
Half vampire, half wizard.
B l o o d S t a t u s
⊱ Half-Breed ⊰
Father is a vampire, mother a witch.
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In a Nutshell:
His father is an English True Vampire, of the carefully chosen ancient bloodlines that have been passed on for the stolen children through millenniums as the tradition goes. These vampires have been slowly blooded ever since they were newborns through their childhoods, which slows down their growth the more vampire blood they get into their veins from their "parent" or "parents" and prolongs their childhood and adolescence by couple of centuries, making them finally mature somewhere around two-hundred to two-hundred-fifty year old in human years, which depends on the individual and how often and how big doses of vampire blood they get. The recommendation is one droplet every full moon, as the ancient stone tablets instruct in a supposedly dead language that only the True Ones are taught to read. The True Vampire has never known their human parents or human life, leaving their race farthest from their humanity as their kind and thus making the "purest" and the "most true" of the Night Children. In covens the True Vampires are treated like nobility among their lesser kind, due to their far more superior bloodlines and the dark magic that comes with their blood. In covens it is typical to find at least one True Vampire as the Master Vampire of the region. True Vampire families are rarer this day and looks like the numbers are dropping, making it seem like the True Vampires are slowly dying out, leaving the Lesser Vampires spread the vampirism as it is faster and easier way to multiply their numbers.
His mother is a half Bulgarian and half Latvian Pure-blood witch, born in Bulgaria to a Latvian woman and Bulgarian man, and hastily moved to England in the beginning of her childhood. The Dragomirs are an ancient pure bloodline that have had several great witches and wizards through the Bulgarian history, in good and in bad, and even some royalties. They have been obsessed with blood purity for centuries, but due to lethal attacks that suppressed their numbers into almost nothing during the war times, the Head of the Family at the time decided to marry off his grandchild to his long time vampire friend, partially to preserve the family name and what was left of the family and partially as a favor for the True Vampire.
In short, this makes Jayden Everdragomir a hybrid; half True Vampire (but basically throwing him even lower in the vampire hierarchy than a Lesser Vampire) and half Pure-blood wizard (which would make him a Half-blood if his other half would not be vampiric) and thus making him a Half-breed. And his ethnicity would be 2/5 English, 2/5 Bulgarian and 1/5 Latvian. Jay likes to compare himself to a mutt of mixed breeds, as he truly is the multicultural and racial medley. The glory of his biological families is lost on him and his mixed blood, and it does not help his situation that his adoptive father is a muggle-born wizard. Either way, the Wixen Society looks down on him.
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Everything that I've done before
Has brought me back down to my knees
I'm crying out to you, Lord
It's getting harder and harder to see
If there's good left in me?
M a g i c a l A b i l i t i e s
⊱ Shadow Manipulator ⊰
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The Vampires have always been known to be the masters of the art of shadows. How they sneak up on their preys, seeming to come out of nowhere and appear from thin air in complete silence, how the darkness seems to grow and the shadows dance in their presence. It is only recently in the past few hundred years come into the daylight (figuratively speaking) how they do it. Turns out, Vampires have the magic of their own, despite the disease that drives them into vampirism to suffocate usually their ability to perform magic like a normal wizard of witch, no matter if they were born as Vampires or turned into one. It is no joke that they are the masters or shadows; they really
are the puppeteers of darkness.
There are not many creatures who are able to harness the True Darkness. As a child, everyone has always been afraid of the boogeymen in the dark of their own bedroom. The kids tell their parents to check the closet for Boggarts and the under of the bed for monsters before turning off the lights. And still, when the darkness descents and you
know there is nothing in there, the last Boggart that ended up in your closet was driven off last year... you still feel unsure, alert, as if something is either way lurking out there to get you. Even when your common sense says otherwise, you cannot help but feel the need to pull up the covers to hide yourself, because you feel the presence. Some never get over the fear of the dark.
In fact, it is not completely wrong of you to think that there really is something out there with you in the room. It is not the boogeyman, the monster, the Boggart, or even a random serial killer waiting for you to lower your defenses so they can stab you with a butcher knife on that toe that you left peeking under the covers. (Unless you happen to be one hell of an unlucky bastard.) It is not a person, it is not a creature. It is simply a... presence. Darkness is its own entity. It is older than the time itself, a form of Old Magic that has its own consciousness, much like Mother Earth but even older. Darkess has always been there, from the beginning of time, and everything is born from it one way or another. Darkness is not good, but nor it is necessarily evil either; darkness chooses no sides. Its power is raw and mostly untamed, but occasionally its gets intrigued by certain beings and creatures, as if growing a soft spot for them, and granting them the ability to embrace darkness just as much darkness embraces them. Maybe it is because these beings and creatures are not strictly good nor evil either, it is just how they appear to be that they are painted to be baleful, misunderstood most of the time; much like darkness itself. Maybe it finds them similar to itself and thus favors them as its champions. In this case, Vampires.
Not all Vampires are born with the power to manipulate darkness by their own whims; it is a birthright of the chosen ones, a granted privilege by an unknown existence. It is more common among the Pure-blooded Vampires, the True Vampires, who are born from older bloodlines of their own kind and have always been the children of the night and never known the day of a humanity nor seen the sun, as they are chosen by Vampires that have their roots closest to the First Vampire and blooded as infants almost straight out of their mothers' wombs. However, sometimes the darkness recognizes the Lesser Vampires as worthy and grants them the power of control over the shadows during their metamorphosis. While True Vampires have the ability 100% of the time, the Lesser Vampires develop the ability about 10% of the time. And then there is... the Dhampirs.
Now, Dhampirs are a whole different case of their own. Only a fraction is born with this power to manipulate darkness to do their own bidding. The half-vampires are a rare case themselves. When born from a Lesser Vampire as the other half, it is quite safe to say that the offspring will not have the power when the Lesser Vampires themselves rarely develop the power themselves, and their humanity is stronger than the True Vampires. But a Dhampir that has a True Vampire as their parent has a chance to inherit the ability. But only if they are born with their vampirism either nearly overruling their humanity or barely balancing it, making them either dance on the knife's edge or making them more strongly vampire than human, because the Vampire gene is even more dominating than the Magical gene. And in all cases, a child born between a Vampire and a Muggle, the ability to control shadows has not been inherited -- no matter if the parent is a True Vampire or not. Maybe it is the lack of magic completely with Muggles that suffocates the Old Magic out of the child. But a child between a True Vampire and a Wizard or a Witch usually turns out with the shadow manipulating ability. The chances of True Vampires breeding with Wizards and Witches are slim as they are, and the magical folk are already a fraction of the world's population itself... so this makes the Dhampirs with the ability a fraction's fraction. Thus there are rarely any recordings of these kind of children.
Jayden and Constance Everdragomir are that fraction's fraction. Ever since Jay can remember, darkness has always felt rather like a welcoming embrace of a mother rather than a threat. The boy has never been afraid of the dark, but rather feels more at ease in it than in the light. To him, darkness has always been a soothing presence. It has comforted him during good and bad times, been his last refuge when it had felt like there is no one else to turn to than the ever lingering dormant consciousness, always ready to listen to his worries even if it may never answer back. An entity that does not speak, does not breathe, does not truly exists; but still it is there, the presence and the caress of darkness that feels like cobwebs on your bare skin, the existence truest of them all. This power can be manifested in the following ways;
Shadow Puppeteering: This may seem mostly useless ability. Which it ultimately is, due to it being mostly harmless and not having much of a physical reaction to the world surrounding it. But do not be fooled; if you have enough imagination and the situation presents itself with a possibility, it can be used for something useful. Be it entertaining others by shaping the shadows into different forms on the wall, or using it as psychological tool for fear. If Jay wanted, he could start his own little shadow theater and be the sole puppeteer and make the most fantastic shows that could almost rival the muggle movies. But mostly he uses this to far less cute things; to scare his opponents by reshaping his own shadow into something monstrous and then spreading the darkness around them. With the help of air elemental magic, putting out torches and candles is easy and spreading the darkness farther for a bigger impact and strengthening the presence of the lurking darkness. If you did not fear the dark before ending up having Jay have a bone to pick with you, you will be afterwards. Nothing is scarier than the unknown.
Void Diving: Every shadow are their own little alternative universe of darkness, an empty void of absolute nothing but eternal blackness. Depending on the shadow's size, their inner sizes may vary greatly, making them like these little pockets scattered around. It is safe to assume that the shadows are always as wide from within as they are appearing to be in the physical world. However, it is their depth that varies. Diving into a shadow is like diving into a puddle of water on the ground... that just does not seem to have a bottom. Diving into shadows is a dangerous hobby if you do not know what you are doing. Jump too deep within, and you may not be able to ever climb back out. And then you will be imprisoned by the shadow until you are saved or starve to death. Someone who is not favored by the darkness will have this fate if they somehow would manage to trample with shadow magic. But those born with the ability are able to control the shadow within, and move inside of these little dark universes with ease. It is much like swimming, because in the void there is no gravity. There is air to breathe which does not seem to run out, but it feels musty like in a potato cellar, and it
feels thicker. It is not like the air in the physical world, but it is not quite like being in liquid either. The darkness feels like it is smoky, or misty, but at the same time it gives the impression of something little more solid. The feeling of the embrace of True Darkness is hard to put into words, but the point is, that unlike in physical world, in the void you can literally feel the darkness. Like a shy caress of a cobweb or thick moist in air. That is just how intense it is.
Now, Void Diving is like stated above, jumping into a pool of deep water in a sense. But what exactly it looks like in the physical world is that the person steps into the shadow on the ground and falls through it into nothing or steps through a solid wall, and no one else but the person with the same power can follow, or the one who is invited by the Power Holder to enter via physical contact with the one with the ability (i.e. the Power Holder needs to hold the co-passenger's hand or carry them.) This makes it seem like the person(s) have disappeared completely from the face of the earth, thus masking their presences completely. So to put it shortly, Void Diving is like playing hide and seek with the ultimate hide-out. However, this does come with a price; Void Diving does not only seem to cut you out of the physical world, it really does cut you out --
almost completely. It leaves the Diver blind in the darkness, unable the feel the physical world, and almost cutting away the ability to hear. But even the noises that echo their way into the shadow sound muffled, like you would be underwater and somebody would be talking behind a wall. Following any conversations within the shadows are either hard even if the person is standing close, or impossible if they are farther away. The main reason for the little ability to hear is to pinpoint another presence within the shadow; the presence of a possible threat and wait until it leaves, or to stalk a prey and wait a moment to strike.
Shade Leaping: This ability is connected strongly to Void Diving. Shade Leaping is the ability to call upon the void and connect the shadows within to create another exits in the darkness, meaning making portals to move within the physical world. True Vampires are the strongest users of Shade Leaping, and can travel for miles. Lesser Vampires have this ability more limited within few hundred yards. Dhampir kids have it the weakest. They can only make links between the shadows they physically see, or feel within about ten yards. But going with the gut feeling is always a bit risky if you are not
exactly sure where you want to end up; if Apparition can get you splinched, then Shade Leaping can get you lost in the darkness, possibly forever. Because within the void, there is no North nor West, no up or down, there is no moon and stars to tell where you are. The bigger the shadow, the easier it is to get lost. Jay remembers once been trapped in the shadow for hours until his biological father came to find him, pulling out the crying two year old boy with prolonged canines, even when the darkness tried to soothe the little Dhampir to calm down. Thankfully his gut feeling has developed a lot since then, because nowadays he can sense the direction of the North even with his eyes closed; all Shade Leapers develop this sense of direction, and the understanding that Shadow Leaping is where you are supposed to follow your emotions and instinct rather than your reason, as logic has very little to do with it. But if he looses his focus and panics, it is easy to forget the directions and common sense and succumb to fear; and this makes the power a little unstable, because that is what emotions tend to be unlike cold hard logic and facts. So during Shade Leaping, the boy needs to stay focused. And this is why he rather chooses to leap only to shadows that are within his eyesight; if something he mistrusts and second guesses all the time, is his own judgement.
This is probably the most useful power Jay was born with. Apparition within Hogwarts is not possible unless you are part of the staff, so Shade Leaping is like Jay is given with a little hacking program. He can sneak in and out of the dorm at night without no one noticing, and sneak in the hallways, and get even outside of the castle... and probably even outside of the school borders completely if he wanted. Jay has never tried leaving Hogwarts borders unauthorized, because he knows the school is warded with magical barriers to keep the intruders out and students in. He does not want to risk getting caught after all. Keeping low profile is smart if you want to keep your little sense of freedom to move around after curfew. Only during Hogsmeade trips does Jay Leap over the school borders, but that is because he knows the wards are lowered during these trips, and then he needs to move in and out unnoticed when he smuggles items, so it is worth the risk. After all, coin does not make itself, and what is his ability worth if not to make quick cash?
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⊱ Nightstalker ⊰
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This boy has his genetics partially after a predator which's main source of nutrition is human blood. And since it's prey is smart and strong, the predator needs to be even smarter and stronger to stay alive. Thus Jay has inherited some natural gifts (or curses, depends how you really want to look at it) from his biological father's side.
Sharp hearing: Extremely sharp senses are what keeps the vampires alive among other things, and Jay's hearing is his strongest sense. However as a downside to this, it makes his ears extremely sensitive to loud sounds that can cause him crucial pain. This is also why the young man finds it extremely awkward when someone wants to whisper to his ear or the like -- well, you get the point. You want this guy to blush and get flustered? Aim for the ears.
Really good sense of smell: Jay can pick out scents and point them out easily like a bloodhound, but it is not as heightened as a real vampire's is. And what his nose is meant for is to pick out the two following scents; fear and blood. Just like animals, Jay can smell fear on people which is caused by human body by starting to emit the strong scent of sweat and pheromones. It's a sharp metallic smell, and he has learned to like it on certain situations. But what allures him, what sends him easily into hunting mode is the scent of blood. Almost like a shark in the ocean, he can smell it miles away -- well, fine, in this case, several feet away. Let's not exaggerate. But yet again, this sharp sense can also be his undoing, as Jay cannot stand the strong scent of perfumes which make him nauseous, and other strong scents like those. This strong sense also makes him more sensitive to different pheromones, such as what girls emit. Certain types of girls who have strong pheromones can mess with him easily, and this is also the reason why Jay becomes completely hopeless when he sees a girl cry. To him, all the females are femme fatales.
Night vision: While his eyesight is just tad bit sharper than normal which could be described as perfect in the terms of human eyesight, but does not make it really anything special... until you turn off the lights. The pair of pale blue eyes are like of a feline in this matter, and the boy sees just as good in the dark as he sees in daylight. In certain lighting, his eyes also reflect the light eerily back like an animal's would. However, he still does need a tad bit light to see, as in complete pitch black darkness he becomes almost just as dependable on his other sense as anyone else would. Also, since his eyes are modeled to living in the dark, it takes Jay usually a bit longer to get used to the brightness unlike other people.
Superhuman strength: This is probably what makes Jay
not your regular problem student, as this is why he is considered potentially dangerous, unnerving even to most of the adults. His strength is of an beast, and extremely hard to control, as it tends to be hazardous combination with his anger issues as it is strongly linked to his emotions. He can bend metal, and crush even stones if he absolutely feels the need to -- Jay knows this as a fact, he has experimented on it -- but it works only with fast, extremely strong bursts of strength, and he can tire himself fast if he tries to keep these up very long. Sometimes -- well, more like, usually -- this can lead into breaking objects by accident, and at times hurting people when he does not mean to. Most of he time he just means to, but claims he did not if he gets caught. The guy whose nose broke just now? Oh, his hand slipped...
Fast regeneration abilities: The reason why Jay is not that afraid of throwing spontaneous punches, is because he obviously relies far too much on his abilities to heal. They are not as good as vampires, but good enough to make him sometimes think he is invincible. Wounds stop bleeding in the matter of few minutes, in seconds if they are shallow, and heal without leaving a scar within thirty minutes or faster. As if there would have never been one. Bruises fade quickly, leaving no evidences of a fight. Broken bones? Give him few days, and he is good as new. Broken teeth? No problem,
they will grow back eventually. (Creepy, he knows.) Now give him human blood, and he heals immediately. Now this may give him the delusion of immortality, which makes the boy of not being afraid of jumping from high places or doing something else that is perceived usually as idiotic and reckless. The truth is that he is indeed not immortal. He can get hurt, and even though his tolerance towards pain is obviously higher than many others, Jay does not enjoy willingly feeling it. He absolutely hates it when he breaks bones, because being sore is nothing fun. To be blunt, it sucks. He just happens usually come into realization afterwards. He can die, he can be crippled permanently, and he is not immune to things poisonous or fire. Just getting him killed or crippled tends to be slightly harder task. If his organs get damaged, that can also get him killed just like any other person, but his survival rate is few notches higher if the organ does not fail completely or he does not bleed to death before he gets the help he needs.
Swiftness, agility, stamina & concealed presence: Jay is really fast runner. Meaning
really fast. Well, at least the first dashes are. Did his outline just blur when he dashed past you just now? Most probably. However he can not move as fast as a real vampire, and definitely not as long periods of time. That outline blurring swiftness can last only couple of seconds, giving him a good head start on occasions, but after that his endurance focuses on keeping his speed stable when he runs, and if we are talking about long runs, it tends to drop to regular person's running speed after few hundred yards. However his stamina makes sure Jay can go on for long, and do other heavy work that requires manual labor with mostly ease. Jay's movements have always been agile, making almost every step look calculated and almost graceful in all of his roughness. But what is the most interesting thing is that when he walks, you can not almost hear his footsteps at all! It comes so naturally to the boy, that he has a bad habit of sneaking up to people and scaring the living daylight out of them if he does not make his presence known. (Jay can not even count with his hands how many times he has been hexed in the face for this.) If he wants, he can be really quiet for a guy of his size which can be surprising. If he wanted, you would probably never realize he would be in the same room with you until he would bother to speak up. But when he does make his presence known, it's something that is extremely hard to miss, as it dominates the room and makes people uneasy, like someone would have placed a wolf in middle of a flock of sheep.[/spoili]
⊱ The Living Poltergeist ⊰
[spoili]
Because of his blood, some magic related things are twice as hard to Jay. Especially if it is elemental magic related. He is usually very much bound to his wand, which makes the magic channeling easier and smooth. But when Jay gets angry, things tend to get out of hand; small things either blowing up or setting on fire, fragile things like glasses and windows breaking, objects suddenly flying fast in the air by themselves and slamming into walls and other teeny-weeny things like that, which are almost like out of a horror movie. Basically saying, it is completely out of his control. Most of the kids have already been past this phase, but Jay has not, and will probably never be due to his genetics conflicting with each other. This is strongly connected to his emotions, and the magic can burst out subconsciously when he really wants to hurt someone, because these accidents usually happen to people who have just been somehow harassing him or someone close to him in a way that will raise his anger-o-meter to max. Otherwise when he tries wandless and/or nonverbal magic, he usually fails the attempt, or the success is somehow otherwise very short lived.[/spoili]
Is there any good left in... ME?
P e r s o n a l i t y
⊱ Rebellious & Intimidating ⊰
[glow=green]"Oh, I'm up to no good, and I don't need to swear on it."[/glow]
If the name Jayden Everdragomir is mentioned, people often think of "troublemaker", "dangerous" and "aggressive" would describe him well. Which is completely true; where the Slytherin boy goes, chaos and disaster follows. Always quick to anger, slow to forgive. Ever since Jay's adoptive mother died, bit by bit he learned how to stand up for himself and started to develop problem with authorities. Such as acting during class that everything around him is a nuisance, so needless to say that teachers do not really hold him in very high regard. He is like an untameable feral animal and does not let anyone push him around, or subdues and answers for no one. Jay has a hot temper which is almost legendary and extremely hard to keep under control, which usually leads to violent outbursts when he is angered enough. It is like fire that can suddenly flare and explode without much of a warning. The young man's anger management problems usually keep people at bay, because he is known for being actually dangerous. Jay is not very proud of this, but he can not help it.
⊱ Daredevil & Instigator ⊰
[glow=green]"I want to live like I know I'm dying."[/glow]
Jay has a brave heart like a lion, which almost made him a Gryffindor. He is a dauntless boy who enjoys life by living it to the fullest. The more dangerous, the better since Jay has always had a knack for trouble. A complete adrenaline junkie, who loves the feeling when it makes him feel more alive when it rushes to his veins, making him feel like he is immortal and that makes him act rashly, sometimes even completely irrationally. Jay provokes easily others to do something absolutely ridiculous, stupid or insane but he is usually the one who ends up doing it himself if no one has the balls for it, just to show that he can. And it seems like there is no end to this until he is really six feet under, because he constantly flirts with death. However, this does not mean he is completely fearless. Just like any other person, Jay has things he is afraid of, but that list is shorter than the most and he rarely shows the signs that he is able to feel fear because of his well trained poker face and nearly perfect bluffing, which tends to trick people to think he is not afraid of anything.
⊱ Cunning & Resourceful ⊰
[glow=green]"You know, there ain't no rest for the wicked."[/glow]
You want something illegal done, but you do not know how? You want to make some few quick Galleons, and do not care if they were made cleanly or not? You want to threaten someone, but not leave any traces? That is when you come to Jay. He is sly like a fox when he wants to be, and knows very well how to bend the rules without breaking them or slipping past them unnoticed, which is a mere skill by itself. And if he gets caught, he knows how to wriggle himself off the hook because of his quick wit. How does Jay know all this? Well, from all kinds of questionable experiences, of course...
⊱ Shrewd & Creative ⊰
[glow=green]"Everyone's entitled to be stupid, but some just love to abuse the privilege."[/glow]
He is very clever boy, but he is not book clever. Studying does not interest Jay one bit, and he has problems with focusing on things that he does not care about, so he does poorly at some subjects. Especially the ones that require following strict rules and leave little space for creative thinking. But when he finds something interesting, such as Potions class, he can suddenly stand out of the other students like a sore thumb. He is known for thinking outside the box and coming up with the craziest ideas and shenanigans. He could pull O's easily out of most of the subjects if he simply wanted to, since he shares the same smarts as his Ravenclaw twin, even if he can be quite dense at times when it comes to certain things such as socializing, relationships and feelings. Thus his intelligence is something that can not really be measured academically, it is more complex than that. So in a way, you could call him idiot savant, which roughly means stupid genius.
⊱ Arrogant & Sarcastic ⊰
[glow=green]"I'm allergic to stupidity, so I break out in sarcasm."[/glow]
Jay may seem very self-confident from the outside to people who do not know him. Sardonic comments and sarcastic jokes are his trademarks. Sassy as a fire-cracker, Jay seems to always have the words ready when he needs to shoot them at someone. Especially when he needs to insult someone or otherwise look down on the person, either for real or half-jokingly. As someone who has really mastered the art of snark, he can quickly make someone feel stupid about themselves. Outspoken in a way or the other, he is not afraid of letting someone else know what he thinks of the person, or afraid of the consequences after he opens his mouth. He does not even always mean anything bad by the words that leave his mouth, it is just the way he tends not to sugarcoat his words at all that his brutal honesty may come off as arrogant and rude. Jay enjoys casual bantering with the people close to him, even if he may not outwardly always show it, he really does appreciate it when he comes across with people as witty as he is that offer him a verbal challenge, and maybe even sometimes beat him in his own game. He smiles rarely, and when he does, it is usually that cocky bad boy smile that promises that he is definitely up to no good. A smile that is sweet like shark's which is about to bite your head off.
⊱ Headstrong & Unyielding ⊰
[glow=green]"Listen, smile, agree, and then do whatever the fuck you were gonna do anyway."[/glow]
Because of Jay's violent childhood, he has known from very early years that the world is a hard place. He knows that real life is nasty. It does not care about heroes or how things should be. That in real life, bad things happen. People die, fights are lost and evil often wins. But this is the reason why Jay has become so strong mentally. Since he has experienced the rough life from early age, there is not very many things that would make him break down and he can handle loads of pressure and stress, much more than normal person could. The parts that make him vulnerable make him in fact strong, but the parts that make him strong makes him also vulnerable; it is a two-edged blade. Subduing Jay is like trying to put a wolf on a leash and call it a lapdog. Which, in this case, is not very recommended move. But what also gives him respectfully strong will, it also makes him one hell of a stubborn boy. He can be extremely hardheaded when it comes down to some things, and to make it more complicated, his pride makes it
worse. Making Jay admit his mistakes out loud, especially after he has taken the stance and defended his views first, can be really hard feat. Getting an apology out of this one is like going to war, and when you finally defeat him to it, he will probably only say the five lettered word reluctantly through clenched teeth. As if lowering his pride to do it is physically hurting him.
⊱ Territorial & Possessive ⊰
[glow=green]"If you can hear what I'm saying right now, it means you're currently invading my personal space."[/glow]
The boy can be at times more than a bit demanding, and definitely overbearing. He likes things done in certain ways, and appreciates when he is given enough space to do so; but enter that space uninvited, and you have a very agitated young half-vampire up against you. Privacy has always been a big thing for Jay, who gets easily upset when it gets disturbed. Naturally secretive nature that has grown on him makes it hard for him to share things about himself, and since he was a child that had things taken away from him, he tends to fight for the things he has. Were it an object, or a person. And since Jay does not have too many people in his close circle, he gets jealous of them easily, afraid that they will be taken away. It is hard to share, and most of the time he bluntly absolutely refuses to do so, making it quite obvious for others with his actions... Well, at least that is what Jay thinks himself, not always understanding that other people might not get what is going on inside his head if he does not actually word it out loud. The further he is being pushed on the matter, the less likely he is able to see reason, and the more hostile he starts to act towards whoever the poor soul is who happened to step upon whatever invisible landmine Jay had declared for himself. The wisest move would probably remove your foot, hoping it will not blow up, and back off slowly.
⊱ Sadistic & Ruthless ⊰
[glow=green]"We stop looking for monsters under our beds when we realize they're inside of us..."[/glow]
Under certain circumstances or some certain type of people will cause all the warmth to leave from the eyes of the young half-breed. It might have been something you said or did that triggered the switch inside that head of his, but whenever you hear that snap, you should probably be running. Words like
mercy or
civilized behavior will quickly become meaningless to Jay, who turns into a merciless savage in a flash. He can and
will take pleasure in inflicting pain on his chosen victims, feeling the need to walk the beast every so often or he fears it will eat him from inside out. Due to his PTSD, Jay is sometimes unable to feel sympathy completely towards some certain people or groups of people, which may show how he treats them. Fighting them makes him feel like he can slay his demons inside his head and dreams, or at least subdue them for a while until they come back to haunt him again. Because of his sadistic needs, he may be seen smiling when he causes unnecessary pain on someone, or feeling excited seeing them humiliated. He likes it, and he feasts on it when given the chance. However, do not think even for a second that he is not freaked out by this side of himself at all, as it actually scares the living daylight out of him. Jay is aware that this obviously is not normal behavior and that he must be fucked up in the head, but he is not sure how to deal with it the right way, to channel out the pent up frustration and anger in a way that he would not have to get anyone actually hurt in the process. How do you talk about that to anyone anyway? Who in the world would listen? Who would understand? Which is why he does not. He simply does not talk about it, and keeps on walking the road slowly down to his own sadistic self-destruction. Because one day at this rate, it is the demons that are going to slay him instead.
⊱ Ambitious & Intense ⊰
[glow=green]"Am I a failure if I got nothing to lose? No, I'm not a failure, I got something to prove."[/glow]
Even if Jay does not care about what people think of him in general, he has the burning need to prove himself, and maybe only for himself if not for no one else. That he is alive, that he is worth something, to say "I am here." That he can also do something, he can also be good at something, that he is not just a waste of breath and space, demanding to be recognized. So much life flowing in his veins, the need to be somebody just like anyone else, and not to be forgotten into the grey masses of people. The need to prove that he is also human is strong, and most of the time Jay tries to prove it more to himself than anyone else that he is not just some kind of blood thirsty beast. It is almost as if his whole life is a courtroom and all the other people the jury while he is the accused. And his lawyer? He himself in all of his viciousness. This is ambition in it's purest form, but maybe it is at the same time a subconscious cry for help.
⊱ Realistic & Cynical ⊰
[glow=green]"It doesn't matter how cynical I get towards life, because it never seems to be enough."[/glow]
Jay is the type of boy who looks at life from a very realistic point of view. He appraises the situation rather with logic than with emotion, because he feels that messing feelings into things really throws him off. He tends to see things as they are; like this he is able to see the potential, but also the negativity that could follow. It makes him able to consider more options, but he tends to expect the worst just so he does not get disappointed too easily -- especially with other people involved. This cynicism draws from different negative life experiences which makes Jay stand on his toes constantly, making him have some trust issues with others and hard time opening up. Others might say he has a bit of a pessimistic side to him, but that is him being misjudged. He might have a little negative approach in life, but he is able to peer through the darkness to see the light too. Cynics like him are often misunderstood to believe to be generally negative people, but in truth their logicality refrains them from attaching themselves too much into the feelings of the situation like an optimistic or pessimistic would do; it is their paranoia after the bad experiences that makes them consider the negative consequences as more logical outcome and simply take it into consideration more seriously. A realist considers the situation with cool calculation, and sees as things are instead of believing with utmost hopeful fool's sincerity that it will be better just to get hurt later for it, or dwell in the most terrible extreme horror scenario that would prevent him from ever getting anywhere with his life. As a realistic cynic, he is careful in relationships with people instead of charging into them without wearing an armor, and instead of wearing his heart in his sleeve he guards it with care. Whenever Jay does not give into his emotions like his anger, he remains usually rather rational and practical.
⊱ Impulsive & Spontaneous ⊰
[glow=green]"Speak when you're angry and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret."[/glow]
The Slytherin is full of restless energy. He gets bored rather easily, and hates being stuck doing tedious tasks for a long time. He grows anxious within time, feeling the need to seek a thrill to wake up from the numbness. This makes him do things on impulse a lot, and act spontaneously in a way where he leaves the thinking for later. More than often the consequences have slapped him in the face afterwards, and that is when he tends to regret not thinking things through. But he enjoys the adrenaline and the feeling of jumping into the unknown, and being surprised. Who knows, maybe even positively sometimes. This shows especially with his relationships, as he can spontaneously draw other people into his silly games of dare, or surprises people who have judged him to act only a certain way and breaks through the mold quickly set for him. And he still sometimes manages to surprise the people who claim to know him the best with his actions.
⊱ Withdrawn & Insecure ⊰
[glow=green]"Caring is not an advantage."[/glow]
Jay is not exactly the easiest person to talk to or get along with, because he is so unstable and anti-social as a person. Talking with strangers is usually out of his comfort zone and he has trust issues with others. He has a twisted image of himself and his self-respect is really low, and he usually thinks that he is not equal with the people that he cares about and they are far above him, most of the time referring to himself that he is
not worth the bother. This is due to his past experiences, and can be in high contradictions with his ambitious traits; he wants to want the good things, but he is not sure if he deserves any of them. Jay seems usually like an arrogant and sullen teenager to the others, but not many know that he is actually very insecure young man... Or what he holds within his head; fears and horrible memories so strong, that they still keep haunting his dreams. Fears and memories so terrible that it is almost a miracle that the boy is not more damaged than he already is. Jay is deeply traumatized by his early childhood, which is the main reason why he is so full of anger, unsure where to direct it or how to handle it. He is like a ticking time bomb, more eager to make his fists talk than his mouth. Getting to know this young man takes time and patience, but in the end stands the reward... even if he can be a bit dishonest with his own feelings.
⊱ Socially Awkward & Introverted ⊰
[glow=green]"I don't break the ice. I make it."[/glow]
Jay is not very good with people. He knows how to insult them and throw witty comments to keep them away, but when it comes to letting someone close, things tend to get awkward really fast. He is honest when it comes to showing his feelings of anger, or his opinions towards something or someone that usually goes along the lines of being so directly blunt that it could just as well be an insult, but showing and receiving feelings like love are unfamiliar for him. Jay has no idea how to react when he receives a compliment, so he can end up acting very dishonestly about his feelings, usually blurting out something he does not mean at all, even if it shows obviously from his face and body language that he is happy about it. Very easily flustered, and due to his paleness the blush on his face is easily seen, which makes the boy very self-conscious because he is almost painfully aware of it. Due all of this, he may suddenly appear almost... timid.
⊱ Surprisingly Gentle & Thoughtful ⊰
[glow=green]"I'm not being nice to you, okay? I'm not! This is just... special circumstances!"[/glow]
Now, brushing aside his timidness and denial about ever being nice to anyone, Jayden Everdragomir, is in fact, a really nice boy under that thorny outer appearance. You will find out that behind all of that tough exterior lies a big, warm and well guarded heart. When you get him to warm up to you, he will turn from the feral animal to a domesticated cat who will enjoy the occasional scratching behind the ears. That is when he will start to smile and joke around the people he cares about, and overall relax, showing a side of himself that not many would ever expect him even having; that he actually is just like any other boy out there. So when you get past the glaring looks and sharp tongue and get to gradually know Jay, he will turn out to be a really good friend. He will be constantly worried about that his rough personality will hurt others feelings and how to word things without sounding like an ass, so even if he might not show it very well, he is at least trying to be thoughtful around you. And when you brush aside his slight fear towards women, he sees girls overall as something to be treasured and treated like a flower on your palm. And thus he will turn out to show another, a bit less obvious side of himself that also makes him a borderline Gryffindor; chivalry. Jay can not stand seeing girls cry, so he will always try to solve it with the best of his abilities. Well, if the problem can not be solved by dicking the source of the problem in the face, then he is a bit out of luck and ends up just fumbling awkwardly around with his words.
⊱ Dorky & Immature Side ⊰
[glow=green]"You have no idea how sad it makes me when people don't get my movie or TV show references..."[/glow]
Like mentioned before, when Jay relaxes in the company of others he will start to joke around. Due to living with his father in the capital of Bulgaria, Sofia, mostly in unplottable environment but really close to the muggle society, Jay has been exposed for the muggle culture for several years now. (His adoptive father is also a muggle-born, so electricity and technology has always been there) And from there he has found the internet, and from internet he has found several things that fascinates himself and what we would just overall simply call; geeky. Movies, TV shows, games, books, comics; these are how Jayden Everdragomir has spent most of his summers without friends. We are talking about thousands of hours of fiction being sucked in to his brain visually. So it is no wonder how the boy ends up throwing some kind of dorky jokes, making movie references and so forth. Unfortunately, since they are very muggle things, most of the people in Hogwarts do not know these and they go past their understanding, leaving his audience staring at Jay with blank expressions while he himself is chuckling quietly to whatever he just said.
Is there any good left in me?
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left in me?
B i o g r a p h y
⊱ Iron ⊰
[spoili]
Prologue
Woodkid - Iron
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away
Where innocence is burned in flames
A million mile from home, I'm walking ahead
I'm frozen to the bones, I am...
1941, England
The Global Wizarding War
Gellert Grindewald had been in power for some time, terrorizing Europe while muggles were having their own war, the World War II themselves. The shadows also reached the neutral country, Bulgaria, and death did not leave this country untouched either -- but we shall get back to that eventually. Wizards that were speaking in the muggles half were punished, humiliated, tortured, killed for standing up for what they believed was right by Grindewald's underlings. These were the dark times where your friends were your enemies and your enemies were your friends; walls had ears and shadows had eyes. Who could you trust? This was the time when people learned that that the world has teeth.
But the world that we are going to look back to has teeth even sharper. This one has
fangs.
Caine Evernight was a
young upstanding True Vampire,
merely two-hundred-twenty-one years old, passionate and naive of how the world works after been born and raised in the coven of his great kindred. His "mother" and "father", millenniums old, urging him to leave the protection of the coven and learn the harsh world as it was. Surely there had to be more to it than the underground tunnels, coffins and the dust and moths, and occasional terrorizing of villages and drawing blood when they were hungry. Well, not that the latter one would not be exciting but... For someone with so much time in their hands things like that tend to get boring eventually, especially to someone who is considered still young, and when that young starts complaining and whining eventually someone gets bored of it. So the elder vampires insisted for young Caine to go and see for himself how the world was and learn; for Nyx's sake, maybe there would be quiet for couple of decades, centuries if they would be lucky.
And so young Caine set off for new adventures, and the elders could sigh in relief. But as vampires are not interested in what is going in between the mortals, they were not exactly aware what was going on in the world as they thought it did not, could not touch them in any way. Vampires had been laying low quite the while, there had not been any massive hunts for some time and they had let themselves relax far too much, lull themselves into the false feeling of security; for ignorance is a bliss. And that little Grindewald fellow was focused in enslaving the muggles anyway and fighting his own kind that went around waving those sticks they call wands which was taking place few countries over, it had
nothing to do with the children of the night. And least of the Evernight coven.
...Well, until they sent their youngest out there to bring the trouble back home, that is.
1943, Bulgaria
The Global Wizarding War
The young, handsome vampire of sharp glacier blue eyes and fair platinum blonde hair, angled facial features and tall build had now been travelling all around the world for couple of years, and he was infatuated with it's great vastness; he had tasted it, smelled it, touched it; blood, smoke and gunpowder, and death. His experiences with it were exhilarating! Did people really go around killing each other like this just for fun? It was like a sport how they went out there and finding out different ways to tear each others apart! You definitely did not see things like these in the coven. Feeding had been quite easy when humans were dying all around him, and they barely questioned how it happened. So if Caine wanted, he could drink humans dry and leave only empty shells behind. Oh, joy!
But it was a tad bit too easy. Caine wanted more challenge, and the humans with guns could not offer it. Lately he had been showing interest towards the conflict that happened in between the ones with magic, and he craved to taste their blood. But the wands made the wizardkind dangerous, they could get him killed easily if he was not careful. And there, right there, was the challenge he was looking for.
But to get close to his new prey meant making this a game. This meant he needed to get to know them, study them, mingle himself with them, learn their ways and make them trust him before he could strike. Now the story Wolf in Sheep's Clothing was awfully spot on. So Caine chose as a setting of a country which was not experiencing as much muggle war as the other ones. One that was more innocent, more unsuspecting than the others. And Bulgaria seemed like a perfect choice as it was near the center of the hectic wizard war.
In Bulgaria it seemed like things were much less eventful than they had been in England, Germany or in France for example. The wizard wars were far more subtle, happening mostly in the shadows. Feeding was more challenging thing to do when you had to hide your trail, meaning you could not go around killing as you wished, but it motivated the vampire to reach his goal further. He had to learn the language, but it took him only few months to become fluent. So eventually he started meeting wizards and witches after seeking them out. It took him few weeks, those wards and other illusions were such a bugger. But what changed the vampire's mind about his whole plan eventually was this one fateful meeting with one certain wizard.
A soldier on my own, I don't know the way
I'm riding up the heights of shame
I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest
I'm ready for the fight and fate
1945, Bulgaria
The End of Global Wizarding War
Dimitar Dragomir was a young wizard of excellent Pure-blood background, upstanding reputation, and typically the habit to look down to muggles as lesser beings, meaning he was speaking for Grindewald's cause with great passion when asked about his opinion. He was married to Ekaterina from another Pure-blood family when they both came into the age of seventeen, as it was a tradition. So Caine approached Dimitar one night, and these two men, or man and a half, got to know each other. For what Caine had not been expecting about studying his prey was not that he could start feeling affection for these creatures whose life burnt fast and bright. And before Caine knew it, he had become friends with this dark haired Bulgarian man. And now he did not dare to even think of hurting him, or his family. Maybe it was because he was apart of his own coven and his own kind that young Caine was craving for... socializing, friends, and family. For vampires are creatures that enjoy living in packs the most, just like humans do.
A friendship between two Pure-bloods of different races were established over the year. Things changed however when Dimitar decided to step into the ranks of Grindewald's men and take part in trying to turn England's Ministry around; muggles would be enslaved, and the wizards would raise as the superiors for once! No more hiding! No more secrecy!
Least to say that things did not quite go as planned, since we all know that Grindewald was defeated in a duel between him and Dumbledore, and imprisoned in Nurmegard
for greater good. His minions were defeated and scattered, or hunted down so they could face court. This meant Dimitar was in trouble, and the whole Dragomir bloodline was in danger of losing face and ruining it's reputation. Thankfully he had a friend to have his back. A friend who was master of secrecy and shadows, and hiding trails. So Caine took care of hiding Dimitar's part in the whole horrible farce, and saved the wizard. This included making sure certain people were silenced... permanently. And friends remember the favors, and Dimitar would always remember Caine's help. And one day he would compensate it. One way, or the another. When the time would be right.
But Caine had not been careful enough... For there is always something to be missed. And we all know death brings only more death. And in this case it brought... rats. And the ones who thirst for revenge are always one step ahead of you.
1971, Bulgaria
First Wizarding War
One day, Caine received devastating news; his whole coven in England had been hunted down. Fire, they said, in the underground tunnels. They had no ways of surviving, they said. Burned to death, they said. A horrible accident, they said. This meant Caine was the last of his own bloodline, the last Evernight to walk the earth. And he had no coven to turn to. Desperation, sadness and loneliness would have driven the vampire to meeting the dawn to join his family, had it not been for Dimitar. The wizard, now in his forties saw his old friend's desperation and supported the vampire with the best of his abilities. Yet he did not know how to help Caine other than being there for him. Dimitar and Ekaterina had a son, Grigor, now that was in his teens, and they had already chosen a fiancee for the boy. So several years passed for Caine mostly in withdrawn depressed seclusion as he mourned.
Meanwhile Grigori, just as passionate as his father, was speaking loudly about the war. However, unlike Dimitar, Grigori was actually speaking for co-existing with the muggles and lesser bloodlines. (Hey, it was the seventies. Even wizards had their hippies!) And this ruffled some feathers while Lord Voldermort was raising in power. Dark times were upon them again. And the Death Eaters would hear and remember everything. And before the Dragomir's knew, they were marked as muggle sympathizers. And that was not looked upon kindly.
The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls the number of deaths
The rising of the heights ahead
1981, Bulgaria
End of First Wizarding War
Odd deaths had been occurring in the Dragomir family over the decade. It was starting to be quite worrying, especially when the more the bodies piled, the less odd they started to get and more obvious who was behind them, as the arrogance grew with death and power. It had started from the branch families, and it seemed like it was reaching out to the main family slowly. Dimitar, now the elder of Dragomir family, saw the darkness that was reaching out towards them because of his son's mistake over the years of running his mouth about things that should not be talked about in public. Grigori and his Latvian Pure-blood wife Lilita had a couple of years old daughter with raven black hair just as the rest of the family, Lilith. Dimitar assumed this was the end of them if he would not do something; there was no stopping the Death Eaters who were practically upon their doorstep. This meant fleeing the country, but Dimitar was reluctant of leaving his home and land behind. Call him old and stubborn, maybe it was that, but he did want to save his family. So he approached Caine once again, now asking for Grigori and Lilita to join them in an emergency meeting.
What exactly happened behind the closed doors is still unclear to the public. The old servants talked about loud arguing, maybe even of a magical duel between Dimitar and Grigori but that might be just a rumor, Lilita's sobs being heard through the door, and Caine's eerie silence. All people know is that it ended with Grigori swearing Unbreakable Vow to Dimitar that Caine would marry his daughter when she would come of age if Caine would get them out of Bulgaria and somewhere safe for a while. It was Dimitar's last favor and gift to Caine for his help years ago; to assure companionship after his own departure. So where would it be the most safest for the Dragomir's to hide, where the Death Eaters would not know to look? Right under their own noses of course, so they set off to England. As they reached the country, they reached the devastating word of the death of Dimitar and Ekaterina Dragomir, just months before Lord Voldemort was defeated miraculously by a mere little boy.
This left Grigori, Lilita and Lilith as the last three of the Dragomir bloodline. The family tree was starting to look scarce.
1996, England
Second Wizarding War
Lilith Dragomir came of age, marrying Caine Evernight to keep her father alive, for if she had not married the lonely vampire the Unbreakable Vow would have claimed Grigori's life. It was not a very romantic marriage, and the two married only in order to keep Grigori alive, and they married as family friends -- but family friends mostly by name, as Lilith was very bitter about the whole situation. And since Caine was a vampire, and Lilith was a witch, their marriage was already a bit different. So they decided to mix their names, as Lilith's first name was already global and they lived in England and the girl was fascinated by the English influence. And thus they became the first Everdragomirs. The times were yet again dark, Lord Voldemort had come back, and the Death Eaters were hunting down their old enemies even more aggressively than before. The air smelled of death once again.
From the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips again
1998, England
The End of Second Wizarding War
Grigori and Lilita were killed in their own homes by Death Eaters during the war. This left the nineteen year old Lilith as the last of her bloodline, and Caine knew well enough how it felt to be the last of your family. Their original plan had been to stay married for some years until they thought it would be safe to divorce so the Unbreakable Vow would not affect them anymore... But now as Lilith had no family, and Caine had no one either, they decided to stay by each others sides and support each other. Slowly the cold relationship turned into a friendly one, and before they knew, the friendly feelings turned into romance over the years. And this romance was a seed to two children nine years later, one of them being a boy we know already very well. So this is where the story of Jayden Everdragomir finally starts.
The steady burst of snow is burning my hands,
I'm frozen to the bones, I am
A million mile from home, I'm walking away
I can't remind your eyes, your face
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⊱ Blood ⊰
[spoili]
Blue Stahli - Ghost of Love
Strange, what loves does
So strange, what love does
So strange, what love does
So strange, what love does
When you're all alone
Strange, what flies with ghosts of love
Ghosts of love
2007, England
Two dark haired children were born on a midnight of August 14th. They were twins, one boy and one girl, Jayden being born first few minutes before his sister Constance, making him the older brother. Dhampir children are unusual and Dhampir twins are even more so, but not completly unheard of, so people do not have much information about how to grow them. When it comes to mixed blood children, the path to adulthood tends to be inevitably rocky.
Even at the time when they were small, their identical look was remarkable; both had the exact same hair color, and almost same eye-color, but Jay's was more lighter and sharp colored, taking strikingly after his father's piercing eyes. They played together nicely and got along well, and everything seemed to be perfect... until their third birthday.
2010, England
Jay still has a fuzzy memory of his first bloody meal, but he can not remember who he had bitten and where, or how old he exactly was. He only remembers he was left with a deep craving; he had bitten his own sister.
Dhamphir blood is rare, and powerful. It grants the drinker with more physical and magical powers for a short time, depending on what is the amount of blood that has been drunk and how often. The most longest effect written in the history is three days, which ended up badly -- both the Dhamphir and the drinker died. So the only thing making sure that Dhampirs have not all been caged up and put into tubes so everyone could be super human, is that drinking the Dhampir blood comes with a price; it comes with a blowback. A blowback so strong, it could get you killed -- more surely if you are human. Because as powerful the blood is, it is also poisonous. Painful cramps, sudden high fever, dehydration and constant vomiting, which can last two days at it's worst and it has no known cure. Vampires and other Dhampirs are known to be attracted into Dhampir blood even more than into human blood, due to the more robust power it seems to emit; but it is like a honey trap to flies. Even a Dhampir or a Vampire stomach can not digest that blood successfully. There is a reason why Vampires do not prey upon other Vampires too.
So Jay had nearly drawn her sister dry by the age of three, and suffered the consequences that nearly took his life just as much the blood loss nearly took Constance, leaving their parents shocked and out of options. By letting them be together, this could lead into another dangerous incident, and the next time the other twin would not surely be as lucky. Not to mention how Caine had started to feel insecure around his children, feeling the urges to feed on them, which got stronger the more the kids grew. He could not trust himself not to harm them in the future. So Mr. and Mrs. Everdragomir came into decision after long nights of tears. They had to separate the children from each other, and from Caine. Caine had proposed an option where he would leave the family so at least one child could stay by their mother, but Lilith refused to leave her husband's side, even though she loved their children dearly.
Adoption. They would have to give their children away for them to be able to have more safe futures. Constance was sent to one of their old friends in Devon, England. But in Jay's case... they contacted one of their old friends in Bulgaria, who they knew well and knew they had been trying to have a child for years without a result -- the Hristovs. Andrei Hristov was a muggle born man who was working for the Ministry in Bulgaria, while Aneliya was a half-blood descent of a maid family that used to work in the Dragomir Manor.
Maybe with them the boy would be able to live somewhat normal life, without the twins endangering each others lives simply being in the same room, or their father accidentally losing control.
Oh, if they would have only known...
Strange, what loves does
So strange, what love does
So strange, what love does
So strange, what love does
When you're all alone
Strange, what flies with ghosts of love
Ghosts of love[/spoili]
⊱ Shadow ⊰
[spoili]
Jen Titus - O' Death
Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death,
Won't you spare me over til another year
But what is this, that I can't see
with ice cold hands taking hold of me
2010, Bulgaria
August 25th, eleven days after the twins third birthday, Jay was standing on the threshold of Hristov's home with his father, not quite understanding what was going on, and why were they here with these unknown people he had never seen before. Even the language they spoke with his father was something he did not understand, and it was highly frustrating. The fair haired woman with hazel eyes regarded the small dark haired boy with a warm but nervous smile, which made him step behind his father and clutch his old fashioned travelling cloak. Soon the discussion was over, and Caine knelt next to Jay; "Son, thee are staying here with these kind people for a while. Be a good boy, now."
"But I want to stay with you, dad!"
"Jayden... Thy should not make this harder than it already is."
"But dad--"
"
Enough. Become a fine strong man and make your mother and father proud."
And without further words, his father disappeared into the night, leaving his son standing under the porch light, angry and bitter for being abandoned. Maybe it was Caine's tactic to try and make the boy resent his biological parents for being so cold, so Jay would never try and come to find them and meet up with his sister. But most of all, he hoped that over time he would simply forget. Which he did, since he was so young, but the feeling of expectation was left lingering in his mind.
Become a fine strong man and make your mother and father proud. This turned the boy to look towards another male figure now in his life later on.
Days went by, then weeks, then months, then almost a year, but the boy would not let the Hristovs anywhere near him. He spoke only when absolutely needed to, mostly just staying quiet and rather being on his own than engaging himself into a discussion with the two. Aneliya had been hoping for a very different relationship between her and Jay, and she started to get frustrated. At first she had hoped that the boy would open up sooner, but it seemed like it was not the case. Andrei told her to just give the boy time, Jay would come around eventually, but Aneliya believed deeds would make a difference. Thus she confronted him when Andrei was at work, trying to do something motherly for him... but it led into the young dhampir going full rampage, breaking vases and screaming that she was not his mother and would never be one. It upset the woman deeply, and she hit the boy. It quieted the nearly four year old, shocked for being hit by an adult, never had anyone raised their hands against him. Opening his mouth to argue, and Aneliya lost it. Something just clicked off the place inside of her, and she hit the boy again, and again, and again... Until he was quiet and obedient. To beaten into complete, utter submission. The child healed fast either way, leaving no evidence behind. Discipline was the key in upbringing anyway... right?
Abusive relationship was built between the boy and his adoptive mother, who did not know how to handle the boy. It started off small with slapping cheeks or pulling ears or hair. But somewhere along the way, like usual, it got out of hand. Then came the belts. He hated the belts. And at some point it was about discipline anymore at all, it was just taking your own misery into the weaker, and enjoying it without remorse. And then came other methods that made the belting seem almost merciful.
Jay was too young and too scared to tell Andrei, fearing that he might do the same -- or worse. His trust in adults was gone on the most part. And he did not want to burden the man, in whose presence Aneliya smiled and never hit him. Jay started building quiet respect towards Andrei, seeing his presence as something that kept him safe from harm. Another reason eventually for not sharing the beatings with Andrei was that Jay was starting to be afraid of disappointing him. Jay wanted Andrei to be happy, because when Andrei was happy, Aneliya was more happier and did not pay that much attention to him. But when Andrei left for work...
The toys in Jay's room were left mostly untouched. Somewhere along the way he had stopped playing.
When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
who will have mercy on your soul
Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death
2013, Bulgaria
Years went by, and it only got worse. Not only on the beatings behalf, but the personal hell Aneliya had created for herself in the process. The happy family she had wanted was a sham, and that made her miserable. She got depressed but hid it well. Until a breaking point was met and her sanity seemed to start slowly crumbling. Sometimes Aneliya got seizures that needed to be tended at the Bulgarian Wizardry Hospital. They had to drag her screaming and crying to the hospital few times a year, and pump her with mood lifting potions to create artificial happiness. Her mentality started suffering, as she hurt herself as she hurt the boy who's mother she wanted to be. And the more she hurt the boy, the further away they got from each other. But she could not stop, as she started to blame Jay for her misery and just seeing him started to grow hatred inside. And anything he did could set her off. Andrei was lost what was going on, and it broke him to watch his life companion drift away further and further, unable to stop what was happening in front of him.
She was deeply depressed and unstable, had medication but usually denied taking it, saying that there was nothing wrong with her. And when no one was looking, she blamed it on the boy, punishing him for every little mistake she could think of and with most cruel ways, justifying it with discipline and whatever her twisted mind came across with.
2017, Bulgaria/Northern Sweden
No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Oh, Death,
Well I am Death, none can excel,
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
By the time Jay turned eleven and was sent to Durmstrang Institute to study, he was already showing signs of being emotionally unstable. The anger within grew year by year, sometimes showing itself outside, which led into more punishing back home. He had trouble making friends, trouble socializing, trouble expressing himself. No one wanted to approach a boy so closed off when he himself was making it difficult.
Back home there was also times where instead of hitting, Aneliya would caress the boy, asking for forgiveness with a shivering tone when she had gone too far with her anger. Pet his hair and cry and kiss his cheeks while Jay would just stand there, feeling numb and unable to respond or comprehend. During these times, he would let her do whatever she wanted and pretend everything was fine because then she would not hit him. As long as he was just quiet and obedient, Aneliya would not hurt him.
Until something in these touches changed. Not for violence, but just the opposite. Aneliya would first try to touch him like a mother would, with tender care. But due to her sick mental state... the longing care for a child turned slowly into something else. Jay was growing up to be a man day by day, with rather pleasing features. Much like Master Grigori back in the day, the man she had looked up to as a child. Handsome like his grandfather, with similar dark hair and straight nose and... Andrei had not held her for some time. Jay noticed that sometimes the look in her eyes would change, and so would the touch. It would linger longer, caress his neck, or chest. It was all very confusing, and made his stomach turn into tight sickening knots and skin raise into goosebumps and gaze to turn to look away, but these touches never lasted long so he let them happen. As long as she did not hit, it would be fine.
Just... fine.
2020, Bulgaria
By the Christmas Jay was fourteen, Aneliya killed herself. Just like that. No warnings. No notes. Nothing. Andrei was devastated. And what was even more horrifying, was that his son had witnessed the whole thing. It had taken a full day for Andrei to find them locked in the cellar. There had been no lights, not because they would have burned, but because every bulb in the room had shattered, littering the cement floor with sooty glass shards. So with the help of his wand and
Lumos spell, Andrei first saw the fallen stool on the floor. Then the boy curled into a ball in the corner, back turned away, unmoving. And then... there was the legs. Her legs. Hovering over the fallen stool.
Andrei was a broken man, and Jay was a broken child. He did not speak in months, not even with the professional help he got. No one was quite sure what had happened between him and his adoptive mother, and nobody managed to get anything out of him -- probe too much, and the boy would start throwing punches and he needed to be forcefully sedated or he would have ended up hurting someone or himself. The doctors thought about Obliviating his traumatic memories when Jay refused to eat at first, but eventually when he started showing progress in healing, they decided to leave the memories be; no use creating holes that could just trigger further complications in the future, and this one seemed to be rather strong. Many would have crumbled for good in his shoes. Andrei supported his son in the healing process, but he was not much better either. Especially with the nagging thoughts that told him that if they would have never adopted Jay, Aneliya might still be there with him. There must have been a reason why the boy was locked there with her body in the first place. So Andrei would not have to spend so much time with his own thoughts and sorrow, he turned to his work once his son was released and sent back to home.
This turned another chapter in Jay's life. The woman he resented, hated and feared was gone. All the pain she had inflicted on him had ended. Everything had ended.
But now he was out of control, and the bottled up anger exploded with hazardous results.
Oh, Death, оh Death
my name is Death and the end ïs here...
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⊱ Gunpowder ⊰
[spoili]
Woodkid - Run Boy Run
Run boy run! This world is not made for you
Run boy run! They're trying to catch you
Run boy run! Running is a victory
Run boy run! Beauty lies behind the hills
2021, Bulgaria/Northern Sweden
"We don't know what to do with him! He is dangerous to other students, and he refuses to talk!"
The spring of Jay's fourth year in Durmstrang ended in vicious group fight, leaving bunch of kids hospitalized and him getting expelled from school. Jay had not talked a word for months after witnessing first hand the suicide of Aneliya, and his adoptive father was deeply depressed, sometimes getting treatment for it all the way in Saint Mungo's Hospital in England, because he barely remembered to eat. Andrei however got the boy into Hogwarts with his connections, and the Headmistress decided to give Jay another chance in school after hearing his story from Andrei.
Run boy run! The sun will be guiding you
Run boy run! They're dying to stop you
Run boy run! This race is a prophecy
Run boy run! Break out from society
2022, Scotland
So next September Jay started his fifth year as a transfer student in Hogwarts, coming back to U.K. first time after being sent away from his original home. During that year Jay met few people (including his rival, and at times a friend, Lucas Grey and Rose Weasley who became his first crush), and started to talk again. He also met his twin sister, Constance. The meeting was everything biological parents had feared, but neither of them hurt each other surprisingly, and the meeting triggered some old memories -- call it a twins connection, but they recognized each other soon enough. Through Constance, whom had managed to seek out her original family inland, Jay learned many things of his past, and has come to accept it... even though bitterly. Due to the bad relationship with his sister, Jay has at least not yet tried to come into contact with his biological parents. Sense of fear might also play a big part in this.
During that year he managed to get into many fights again, but this time he learned how to hide his trail, and at the end of the year he started a little smuggling business to earn some pocket money, since he did not dare to ask anything more from Andrei. The man was taking everything hard enough already, and Jay wanted to support his father with the best of his abilities. And since Jay realized he could not trust himself of not getting into trouble, he should try and be smart about it and keep low profile so Andrei would be happy, and maybe Jay could make him proud. The fifth year was eventful as you can just imagine it to be in Hogwarts, but for Jay it was surprisingly peaceful if you just ignored all the fights he got himself into when no adults were watching. He spent the Christmas in Hogwarts since Andrei was busy with work, but went home for summer because it was required.
Tomorrow is another day
And you won't have to hide away
You'll be a man, boy!
But for now it's time to run, it's time to run!
Run boy run! This ride is a journey to
Run boy run! The secret inside of you
Run boy run! This race is a prophecy
Run boy run! And disappear in the trees
2023, Scotland
The sixth year seems to be however very different, bringing new acquaintances. There is the smell of change in the air, if not even
revolution. Something is stirring, but no one yet knows quite surely what it is. All everyone can feel that something is coming. And it's going to be big. Well, at least the paranoid ones feel it, and the ones who are perspective enough; these people are just not usually listened until it is far too late.
What exactly will be Jay's part in all of this, is still unknown. For now his biggest problem is getting through the Transfiguration test this year without failing... But sooner or later he will start to miss the time when trying to get through Transfiguration test without failing
was his biggest problem.
Tomorrow is another day
And you won't have to hide away
You'll be a man, boy!
But for now it's time to run, it's time to run!
Tomorrow is another day
And when the night fades away
You'll be a man, boy!
But for now it's time to run, it's time to run!
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I want to be be a good man
I wanna be a saved
I want to be a free man
But I feel like a slave
And I'm crying out to you, Lord
It's getting harder and harder to see
If there's good left in me?
R e l a t i o n s h i p s
⊱ School ⊰
[spoili]
― General View of All Students and Professors ―
[glow=green]"No one really likes me, but I don't really like no one either. I guess the feeling is mutual."[/glow]
Nonpoint - Everybody Down
With the whole school, Jay has a bad reputation going around for him with all the students and most of the teachers. He has been trouble since day one when he transferred because of his attitude; he keeps fighting the other kids, and has gained the nickname of the Bulgarian Dragon among the students, which comes from his uncanny ability to get constantly into trouble, his Bulgarian background and partly from his last name. Teachers pretty much call him the Walking Disaster because the boy just can not go for a day without wreaking a havoc of some kind, or so it seems.
Lately, however, it appears like the boy has... calmed down? It is not that much of a huge change however, where the teachers would expect him to start getting perfect marks and join the Frog Choir. But it is big enough for people to realize that
something has changed. There seems to be far less violent outbursts as of late, and Jay seems like he has lately been doing his homework and even taken part in some class situations -- and has gained
friends. Sure, he might have not joined the Frog Choir, but he did join the Quidditch team, and that is quite the big leap for someone as angry and anti-social, to actually go his way and join organized sports and redirect that angry energy in a Beater's role. Last year the boy did get into several frays, and some of them even the teachers had to step into, along with one in the beginning of this year, but maybe the job as a Beater is a good way to channel all that violent energy out in a way that nobody outside the Quidditch Pitch doesn't get hurt. And most of all... the gazes seem to turn to a certain girl, who by the looks of it, has somehow managed to tame the beast and make these changes possible.
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⊱ Andrei Hristov || Adoptive Father ⊰
[spoili]
― Bulgarian Ministry Worker ―
[glow=green]"It's... complicated. I don't really wanna talk about it."[/glow]
Pearl Jam - Alive
Jay has a very complicated relationship with his adoptive father with whom he lives with in Bulgaria during the summers and Christmas breaks, Andrei Hristov, who blames subconsciously Jay for his wife's suicide; the late Aneliya Hristov, who made Jay's life a living hell, and under whose mercy Andrei abandoned his son many times without knowing... Without knowing what was happening behind the closed doors when he was not there to witness the cruelty what a woman who can not bear her own children and then loses her sanity can do.
Due to Andrei knowing from the start that all the kid needed was space and time, Jay came to respect and like the man. Over the years this respect grew, and eventually Jay started looking up to him, and developed a bond with the man which made them into a father and son. Jay accepts Andrei's flaws, knowing that he is only but a man, and does not blame his father what he went through with Aneliya. For that, Jay only blames himself, thinking that he only deserved it. So despite Andrei basically turning his back on him as of late, Jay still looks up to him, cares for him, worries for him, cooks for him while they are under the same roof and makes sure Andrei is somewhat comfortable when they are home at the same time. When they are both in the same space, Jay makes sure to behave, not to rise his voice, not to disappoint Andrei.
Their relationship is in somewhat fragile state right now. They are both being careful around each other, their talks are very few worded and awkward. Andrei is slowly getting better, but he there is this unspeakable elephant in the room with the two of them. And then there are these moments where one of them steps out of line, mostly Jay, and loses their temper. That is when both of them raise their voices and everything turns into shouting competitions and both of them say hurtful things to each other. It usually ends up with the more emotionally fragile Andrei crying, and Jay bolting out of the room in shame and guilt for making his father cry, unsure what to do about it. These nights ends up with either Jay's room door or the outdoor slammed shut.
However there is still the love between father and son. Andrei is doing his best not to feel the need to blame Jay for what happened every time he sees him, tries to talk to him, sends letters asking how school is going. And Jay tries his best to be a good son despite how much of a fuck up he is. Despite how much he screws up. Despite for being just as guilty as Andrei feels he is.
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⊱ Aneliya Hristov || Adoptive Mother ⊰
[spoili]
― Deceased House Wife ―
[glow=green]"Nie ne govorim za neya. Nito sega, nito nyakoga."[/glow]
Fever Ray - If I Had a Heart
She.
She used to smoke Marlboro cigarettes, make beef steaks herself, wear brown leather belts over light blue jeans and crimson lipstick that complimented her brown eyes and fair complexion.
Her.
Her presence is always there in the back of his mind. The harsh teachings still applying to his every day life. The belts in someone's hands still making him cringe, the knives making him take a step back, the smell of cigarettes making him uncomfortable. Sometimes when he is alone, you can see him rub a certain spot in his neck like trying to get rid of a stain that nobody else sees.
He.
He, who has her always the center figure of his nightmares, to this day. The root of his fears that still control his life. The source of discomfort he feels when somebody touches him. The lost trust in adults in child's eyes. In his eyes blue like winter skies and broken promises.
Him.
She is dead to the world. But not to him.
Not to him.
She is an ever living fear. For what he fears the most, is to become
her. And as the days go by and the anger grows, the more resemblance he sees. The more of the violence that has been taught since small he finds within. The hand that used to strike him, now strikes others... through his.
Them.
Her immortality. Her vessel. Her presence.
His fear. His demon. His shadow.
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⊱ Caine & Lilith Everdragomir || Biological Parents ⊰
[spoili]
― Both Still Keeping Low Profile in Nottingham ―
[glow=green]"I never really knew them. I don't even remember their faces. I now know that they're still out there but... they gave me up. I'm not really sure if I'm supposed to seek them out. I'm not sure if I want to. If they want me to."[/glow]
Devour the Day - Oath
Everything Jay has heard of his biological parents is vague. He has never seen a picture of his father, because cameras can not capture a True Vampire. He has, however, seen recently pictures of his mother. Andrei has talked something about the two when Jay has inquired after his biological parents, but the man seems reluctant to talk about them. Maybe he is afraid that Jay will leave him if he finds them. He does keep his promise to Caine that night when the little boy was brought to his doorstep; to raise Jay as his own son. And he did. How well he has succeeded so far, that Andrei is unsure about.
Andrei has told him the reason why his parents gave him away; that they loved him, and they did not give him away because they would have not. That they surely still love him, even if they have not seen him in thirteen years. The very reason they gave him up was out of love, and that it broke their hearts, but it had to be done. For the presence of all of them could have ended up in tragedy. Sometimes, the ones you love the most can also hurt you the most. These kind of fates with vampiric families are probably the reason why there are not many half-breed offsprings to begin with. The reason why they stay with creating their own kindred from humans, blooding them, infecting them. To avoid cannibalistic tendencies, to put it bluntly, that might endanger themselves in the process.
Due to circumstances, Jay has not at least yet tried to look for his parents. He knows that the last Andrei heard from them, they were living in Nottingham. Constance refuses to spill the beans, so trying to get her to share information is impossible. And then there are the excuses as of why he can not. All for insecurities and fear become the anxiety of What Ifs. What if they do not want to see me? What if they do not like me? What if I am not the son anymore they left on that doorstep? What if the only thing I
am to them is a disappointment?
And then there is the warning Andrei told him, reminding him why they gave him and his sister away;
"Caine might lose control and tear you apart. Please, for your sake... Don't look for them. When they are ready, and they think you are ready, they will come to you."
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⊱ Constance Everdragomir || Twin Sister ⊰
[spoili]
― Ravenclaw // 6th year // Half-Breed ―
[glow=green]"I always thought the 'good twin, bad twin' was just a joke, until I met mine..."[/glow]
Breaking Benjamin - Away
Constance Lilith Ekaterina Everdragomir. A name that invokes fear all around school, very much like her twin brother's does.
The two were separated when they were three years old, so they barely have any memories of each other and they did not have the chance to develop the feelings of siblinghood towards each other. When they learned of each others existence, it was in their fifth year when Jay had just transferred, and everything went pretty much crashing down after that.
Constance Everdragomir is most definitely standing for everything Jayden Everdragomir loathes.
Petty, gossiper, cruel. These are the three adjectives that can sum up the Ravenclaw's whole being in Jay's opinion. The only way she seems to be able to talk to him is to talk down on him, to make sure Jay knows who is the more smarter, liked and dominant -- who is the more superior being. Jay doesn't, of course, much appreciate this. So he avoids her most of the time, unless he feels the urge to really seek her out and try to fish information of their biological family that he cannot find in the old history tomes in library. And even then Constance, or Connie as Jay used to call her when they were small, makes sure that he is only a mere vermin and the only reason why she even acknowledges his presence is because she decides to humor him for a while. But because of Constance's ultimate belief that she is the smartest creature in the room, Jay has found that overconfidence is easy to play against her. And thus, he often pretends he's more stupid with her than he actually is, and Constance laps it up like milk and cookies. And thus, both of the twins have learned ways to manipulate each other in different ways to gain their ends with each other.
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⊱ Kiyoko Oshiro || Girlfriend & Blood Donor ⊰
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― Slytherin // 6th year // Pure-Blood // Captain & Seeker of Slytherin Quidditch Team ―
[glow=green]"As lame as it is, I'm going to quote something I read once; 'I fell in love like you fall asleep; slowly, then all at once.'"[/glow]
Finger Eleven - Paralyzer
Thousand Foot Krutch - New Drug
Papa Roach - ...To Be Loved
Puddle of Mudd - Blurry
Starset - My Demons
Placebo - Running Up That Hill
Jay had always been quite careful with his little secret, but when Kiyoko Oshiro (Slytherin, 6th year) stepped in, she messed things up within five minutes. Not that Jay could have known, but she actually had been having a hunch of him being something vampiric just simply by the chilling look in his eyes that is pretty much trademark vampire thing, even before she cut her hand during the Opening of Term Banquet and made Jay who was sitting next to her very awkward, because he tried not to jump on her and rip her to pieces. However, one thing leaded to another, and they ended up chatting a little and introducing themselves to each other and so everything started.
The next day Jay had been on his way with Sabrina to the Kitchens for some pig blood, when they waltzed upon a situation where Kiyoko was being mugged by five Slytherin boys in the dungeons. Probably unnecessary to say that Jay was very mad about it, and the counter party might have suffered some casualties after the dhampir unleashed his wrath upon the muggers. Thus he ended up saving the Japanese exchange student, even though it was not quite what Jay had meant to do, it just kind of... happened. It confirmed Kiyoko's speculations of Jay being what he is, and Jay admitted it, quite unwillingly however even though he had a feeling from the very beginning that he could trust this girl. Maybe because she already had befriended a full vampire, Jay's mentor and teacher, Professor Van Abaron... Or maybe because Jay recognizes a kindred spirit in her. Something that is almost as damaged from the inside as he is.
Soon after the incident in the dungeons, Kiyoko saw how uncontrollable Jay was because of his thirst, so she made him follow her in the Forbidden Forest and confronted him about it, not letting the boy go in the class before he would have fed on fresh animal blood. However, everything does not tend to go as planned whenever Jay is in the picture, and he ended up feeding on her blood instead of some animal's, and nearly drained her in the process. Nevertheless, Kiyoko is set on becoming his blood donor, no matter how dangerous it is. Jay was a bit against it in the beginning, but he had to admit that a chance like this may not occur a second time for him. So he keeps breaking in the Potions master's storage room, stealing ingredients and brewing Blood-Replenish Potions for her to keep her healthy, because blood loss should never be taken lightly.
And just few weeks later, he realized that he was addicted to her blood, finding himself being attracted to her... but is it truly just for the blood? Kiyoko's presence makes him feel weirdly anxious, agitated, fluttery, nervous and... well, you get the picture. She kept popping into his thoughts constantly, and sometimes Jay catched himself staring at her. Strange, is it not? Well, he thought so too.
Everything made suddenly sense when Peter Berlioz stepped into the picture, said few words to Kiyoko that Jay misunderstood as flirty, making him jealous and
bam, he came to realize he was in love with the girl in middle of abusing a chicken leg during dinner. Of course, since Jay had been taught to think that caring is not an advantage, he was obviously not very happy of this new found revelation. In fact, he tried his best to get rid of his own feelings, going as far as hoping he could grow to hate her, and failed miserably immediately. It was impossible, absolutely out of the question, she is everything he wants and needs. Even if everything was flipped over and all Jay's beliefs and philosophies needed to be rewritten, he would have not wanted it any other way. So few things lead into another, and he kissed the girl, Kiyoko confessed with words while the boy showed his feelings more with physical contact. Their feelings were mutual which was like a dream come true. And since neither of them have ever been in any kind of romantic relationship before, they are both very new to the situation. Some things still needed to be cleared between them, such as what does being in love with each other exactly mean for them and were they now maybe... dating? Or maybe not? What is the definition of
lover and what exactly does it mean for either of them, since they both have different cultures behind them? Not to mention that all the awkwardness is nowhere near quite gone, even if they have become just a bit braver around each other.
The final push to officially ask Kiyoko out came in a form of Sabrina Gallagher, the half-veela who had been having her own problems with her love life. Few careless words lead into a situation which made Kiyoko angry at Jay's insensitive choice of words, and while the boy apologized with the best of his abilities he ended up asking the girl out, who agreed. Now Kiyoko Oshiro is officially Jay's first girlfriend, and probably last if things go well, because like his Patronus the Timber Wolf, Jay falls in love hard and most probably mates for life. So he is not lying when he says he is ready to fight for her and never give up. However, the new found obsession might come with few downsides, such as hardcore jealousy and possessiveness. Who knows, if things go down Jay might get a broken heart and end up even more hurt and bitter than before. This is a gamble of love, but is he ready to take the risk?
Heh, who are we trying to kid? This is Jayden Everdragomir. Risk is his middle name. This is probably the moment he would flash that cocky smirk of his at you and say; "All in." With a perfect bluff like an old poker shark. He has guts, we have to give him that.
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⊱ Sabrina Gallagher || Best Friend ⊰
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― Slytherin // 6th year // Half-Breed // Chaser of Slytherin Quidditch Team ―
[glow=green]"Oh, Gallagher? She's definitely interesting character, and quite melodramatic. But she's fun."[/glow]
The Used - Blood On My Hands
The Cardigans - My Favorite Game
When someone mentions Sabrina Gallagher (Slytherin, 6th year) to Jay, the first initial thought would be
"Well, she's hot." Part-veela's tend to have that effect on the opposite sex, and Jay is no exception. But that is all he knows about her, since Sabrina has kept her distance (probably because she is afraid of ruining her reputation if she talks to him) and Jay has kept his, as he does with most of the people. Even if Sabrina is pleasant sight for sore eyes, Jay has not felt the urge to approach her like many other guys have. Maybe because Jay is as half-breed himself and has more resistance against her natural Veela charm, or because his willpower to resist is greater, who knows? But what happens, when the girl everyone adores approaches the boy everyone is afraid of? Nothing good, or that is what Jay thought.
Push became a shove, and somehow they became... friends? Or something like that, Jay was not quite sure how to determine their relationship, and he did not yet quite trust her, still thinking that she had some kind of ulterior motives. But she had grown on him in the short time, and he had started to actually like her a bit. Sometimes even a bit more than was appropriate, but that is because she is a half-Veela, you can not really blame the boy for that.
The relationship between the two took yet another turn when Sabrina confessed her feelings indirectly to the boy after an incident that considered some rough slapping publicly. Jay has not yet been able to quite wrap his head around the fact that someone could be interested in him in any romantic way, and he does not yet quite know how to cope with her. So after that, he has pretty much... ignored the confession ever happened. Cold and cruel, he knows it himself. But what should he do then? He does not feel anything else towards the girl other than friendship and occasional lust because of her charms. Everything is so messed up![/spoili]
⊱ Clarisse Sharpe || Comrade Designated by Fate ⊰
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― Hufflepuff // 6th year // Half-Breed // Duelling Club 2nd in Command ―
[glow=green]"Sharpe; a cinnamon roll too good, too pure for this world."[/glow]
Sick Puppies - Monsters
Manafest ft. Trevor McNevan - Impossible
Jay and Clarisse didn't start off with the good terms. Which really isn't a surprise at all, as we are talking about the Everdragomir kid here; when did he start off good with anyone? It was all really a misunderstanding. Like normal, Jay was paranoid and fast to jump into conclusions about others, thinking everyone out there had their own motives and reasons for wanting to hurt him somehow. So how it all really fell on him, while Clarisse did her best to be the good kid that she is.
September 2022, Jay's and Clarisse's 5th year. Jay had transferred in only recently, and was in bad place in his head and social situation than he is today. He had social anxiety, his gynophobia was still running pretty strong and his PTSD was making him shut everyone down. He avoided all direct eye contact with everyone and immediately shrunk away when someone as much as brushed him when walking past in the corridor; he really disliked being touched. He wasn't interested in building social bridges, because he simply figured he'd burn that said bridge when he'd get there. So why bother with something that wasn't simply going to pan out anyway? Nobody liked him. He
himself didn't even like him, so why would anyone in this new shithole of a school think any different. So it was all very simply; just keep to yourself, try to avoid problems and survive through the rest of the couple of years until graduation. Couldn't be so hard, right?
Enter Clarisse Sharpe. Blonde, Hufflepuff, overly-friendly kid with a thousand watt smile and a passion for baking sweets. Everything Jay wasn't and everything he couldn't stand. The sweets part especially. And she was committed in trying to make him eat her stupid goddamn cookies. When he goes down to memory lane, Jay is fairly sure he decided the cookies must have been either poisoned or pumped with some weird potion to humiliate him. He refused the cookies, with some harsh and callous words too. Clarisse was surprised and hurt, but Jay didn't really have sympathy for her or anyone else. He just wanted to get away from her and avoid unnecessary attention.
He thought it was solved then. But she came back the next day. And the next. And the day after that. And the day after that. Every time with those goddamn cookies, the whole goddamn first week. She just wasn't giving up! Not until Jay outright told her he simply didn't like sweets, or anything sugary at all. Clarisse was crestfallen, and retired from trying to feed him with sweets after that. Jay was glad, deciding that he must have succeeded in driving her off. She would leave him alone now.
Wrong. Clarisse Sharpe hadn't given up on being friendly to him. In fact, she was just getting started. Instead of offering him sweets now, she would come to him in hallways, class, eating hours. Anywhere and everywhere, just to try and strike a conversation. Jay tried simply ignoring her presence at first, but she kept chattering like it wasn't a problem that he didn't talk much; she just figured that was simply the way he was. After few days when he realized this tactic didn't work, he started avoiding her. Whenever he saw her from afar, he would immediately change his course and turn the other way. When Clarisse caught up to what he was doing, she would try to catch him by running after him. But unfortunately for her, Jay was very fast and agile boy, be it the long legs or strong leg muscles, he was really an artist when it came to disappearing out of sight. And this seemed to frustrate the Hufflepuff.
She started really cornering him in classroom settings. She did detective work to find out where his detentions were being held to come and chat him up whenever he was cleaning something. And the chase in the hallways continued. And it continued for few good weeks.
It ended abruptly when Jay decided he had simply had enough. There was a line and his patience was very short lived. The last time they had the chase, it was about to turn into October. The weather was getting cold, and it made the half-breed boy especially irritable. So when she tried to pursue him again, he simply turned around and snapped at her. For one, Jay wasn't the kind of boy who spoke much so she had heard him speak before very little, usually in one word answers or simple grunts. And second, his tone was always rather low whenever he did happen to open his mouth. So it would be the understatement of the year to say Clarisse was a bit surprised, maybe slightly scared even by the sight of now furious Jayden who raised his voice at her in anger and sprouting insults. She fell back on her bum on the ground and stared at him bewildered until his outburst was gone. And then, for the first time for the whole month, he actually looked her straight in the eyes to make a point that he was serious.
And that triggered something unexpected in the Sharpe girl. Her eyes did something creepy, the grey irises turning into black pools of nothingness and black veins popping up like someone would have filled her with black ink.
Jay jumped back and exclaimed out loud, demonstrating his eloquence;
"What the fuck was that?!"
Clarisse just sat there, too stunned to speak. And then she started to tear up. On that moment, something in Jay clicked, and he felt guilty. Guilty for snapping at her and speaking harshly at her. She was a nice girl, she deserved better than try to befriend trash like him. She got up, asked him not to tell anyone what he had just witnessed, apologized and scurried off real fast. Leaving the Slytherin standing in the empty corridor in confusion, alone.
A week passed since then, and Jay figured she wouldn't come to him ever again after what happened. He was ambivalent about it; on the other hand, it was good that she wouldn't but on another note, he had been a total jerk to her. And now suddenly that nobody was bothering him, he had to admit, he almost missed her pesky presence. And just as he thought that was it, she came to him again. This time to apologize her behavior and explain it in very short, vaguely chosen words, and then thanking him for not tattling to anyone about what he had seen her eyes do. Jay simply replied to her in a matter of fact kind of tone;
"Of course I didn't, it's not mine to tell." And he meant it. He also figured it was not his place to pry, so he didn't ask further questions. Clarisse didn't offer further explanation. They were both content with that, came into a mutual understanding, and it was all forgotten.
However, after that, the little Hufflepuff had popped up on his radar as a blonde plop. Jay started to pay her some attention, and even bothered to humor her with some casual conversations at class or during eating hours. Without him even realizing it, Clarisse Sharpe turned out to be one of his first friends. She had just crept in without Jay noticing, and now he didn't mind enough to drive her out.
~*~
Fast forward in time, and some incident happens after dinner hours in the beginning of February. Most of the students had scurried off, the professors had left the hall and only a handful of students were loitering about. Jay showed up late to get some scraps off the dinner before heading back to his room to stare at the ceiling wait for sleep to come and claim him. He had only barely sat down and started gathering food on his plate when Clarisse and few others were about to exit the hall. Their conversation had been rather heavy, but Jay had tuned it off as "not interested" and directed his attention to his food as "this I'm more interested in." There were students in that group from pretty much all the houses, a good dozen students or so making a move to leave the Great Hall. However, the whole situation took a whole different turn when one of the Slytherins whipped out a wand and used a tripping jinx on Clarisse. Few giggles ensued.
Jay raised his eyes off the plate at the sound of whole human weight hitting the stone floor, chewing on a piece of bread as he watched what was going on. He saw Clarisse pretty much sprawled out on the floor, and he wondered what happened to her. Was she that clumsy?
But then one of the kids poured some juice over her. Their peers made "OOOH" sounds all over the place, some chuckled at the sight. Another glass was emptied on her lap. At some point, Jay's jaws had stopped the chewing motion, and he was now only looking at the scene that was unfolding in front of him.
"Oops, oh geez. I'm so sorry." Jay's housemate sneered at the soaked girl on the floor.
"You're nice though.. so you'll forgive me, right?"
You gotta be kidding me. Of course she wouldn't--
"O-o-of course I'll forgive you! Thank you for apologizing." Clarisse quickly responded in a wavering, chipper tone,
"I better go clean up."
...You what?
Spine? Where? Do you have one, Sharpe? Why would you late them just walk over you like that. Stand up. Stand. Up.
As the girl tried to get up, she was jinxed once again to trip over. This time people were now outright laughing at her. Jay felt his stomach do an uncomfortable twist and a cold feeling settle in.
The girl looked like she had been struck. She looked around in what seemed like panic, for someone to help her. Jay remained seated and looked away. He shouldn't get involved. It wasn't his fight. Besides, look at where it got him the last time he stood up a girl for being bullied? He had been expelled from Durmstrang.
Don't get involved. More laughter erupted, loud and taunting. Not just for her, but almost like to him as well; taunting him for being a coward and turning a blind eye, for making the conscious decision to be a coward. The laughter, like howling of bloodthirsty hyenas, circled around in the hall. From the corner of his eye, he saw Clarisse being pushed back down on the orange juice puddle for trying to leave, pushed back on the floor in the center of the circle of ridicule. Slowly, he looked up, feeling sick for yet again witnessing the worst sides of humanity. And he saw the girl, curled up on the floor, at the verge of a panic attack, covering her eyes as if to block away the reality around her, small and fragile and cracking and shattering, the annoying thousand watt smile like it was never there in the first place.
There was a loud bang and then a clatter that echoed in the hall. Everybody stopped laughing and turned to look at the source of the noise.
Jay had struck his fist hard on the table even before he could have stopped himself. It was impulsive, angry reaction of someone who had now had enough. When the laughter stopped and everyone realized who they were looking at, the kid who had always caused some scary stir at school in his first couple of months, glaring at the group like he was planning to make them all disappear through the downstairs kitchen in separate bags. And now seeing their horrified expressions, Jay decided that it was definitely worth it. Screw avoiding the attention, he wasn't very good at it anyway.
There was an eerie silence, during which Clarisse crawled away from her bullies. Good, she needed to use that chance. And to make sure that these suckers wouldn't follow her, he had to distract them...
Few minutes later, a professor had needed to be summoned to the Great Hall to break up a tussle. Some spells had been flying about, and apparently Everdragomir had threatened some of them and shoved them around, even punched someone. He was called into the office to discuss his punishment for unwanted behavior, and then assigned some detention.
After awhile when all the hassle was over and done with, Jay made sure to visit the Hospital Wing. He suspected Clarisse had been suffering from an anxiety attack, and had probably seeked help for it from the Matron. Which she had indeed done, now lying in a hospital bed. Jay peered inside from the door, but didn't come inside, feeling that he shouldn't. There was a man by her bedside, someone older than them, a young adult. The man noticed him, and Jay made a point to leave. She seemed alright enough, and he wasn't needed here.
After the incident, about a week after Clarisse had began to re-attend classes Jayden received a strange piece of mail sealed in black wax with the crest of the Ministry on it...
'Dear Mister Everdragomir,
It has been brought to my attention by my daughter that in recent events
you sided with my daughter and helped her when she demonstrated a need of it.
I wanted to personally thank you for your intervention and would like to inform you
that should you need anything, and it is within my means to provide it, I will do so.
Also, I feel I should mention that this favor be kept a secret. It is yours and yours alone,
and because of that the paper had been enchanted. If anyone else tries to read it, it will
simply look like an old newspaper clipping, that way no one can try to cash it in in
your stead.
With much gratitude,
Jasper Sharpe'
Jay wasn't sure what to think about the letter, figuring it was some kind of hoax probably. He didn't take it very seriously, and shoved it away into the drawer of his nightstand and simply forgot it just few days later. And the letter is still there, in the nightstand, even after all this time.
Clarisse and Jay remain as casual friends. Nowadays bullies have mostly left Clarisse alone, thanks to Jay who has taken it upon himself to rough them up without her knowing, whenever he would find out someone gave the Hufflepuff any hard time. Clarisse is simply too nice to stand up to herself, too nice even, to a fault. So Jay figured he can be mean enough for the both of them and stand up for her. And it seems to be working.
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⊱ Raina Summers || Kindred Spirit & Bartering Partner ⊰
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― Hufflepuff // 6th year // Half-Breed Pure-Blood // Duelling Club Captain ―
[glow=green]"Summers? What a fucking snob. She can't even tell the difference between a bezoar and a rock even if one hit her in the face."[/glow]
Thousand Foot Krutch - Incomplete
Jay met this one first time in his fifth year soon after transferring. They shared the same Potions class, and only few weeks after the first semester started, their professor assigned all of them partner projects; to brew a long term potion successfully together. And due to unfortunate twist of fate... Raina ended up being his assigned partner. And no-one can be too sure which one of them was having it worse.
Jay was very withdrawn and quiet in an intimidating way. Raina was very straightforward and haughty. Both just as brutally honest and stubborn, with equally short fuse.
Turns out, Potions wasn't Ms. Summers strong suit. At all. Within the first fifteen minutes into the project, Jay came into conclusion that she has no grasp of the basics of brewing, no delicacy when handling the ingredients, no hand to eye coordination when she is given the knife because Jay moved out of the way just in time or she would have stabbed him by accident, and that she can't brew anything beyond complexity of a cup of tea. Yet, she acted like she had superior knowledge of the topic while she overcooked the potion, and she didn't stop mumbling and grumbling, mouthing at him whenever given the chance. Within forty minutes into the project, the brew was about to be a total failure. Eventually, they drifted into the sheltered harbor of the Slytherin's patience.
"Keep your goddamn hands on the table where I can see them and do not move until given permission." Jay snapped at her without even looking into her direction, long fingered hands working as quickly as they could while trying to salvage the work they had.
It was probably the longest sentence the Everdragomir kid had said since transfering schools. The whole classroom full of students stopped what they were doing and turned to look and listen, because it was the first time anyone actually got to hear what the Bulgarian kid sounded like when he actually spoke.
However, Raina Summers barely even batted an eye at his outburst.
"Who the hell do you think you are telling me what to do?!" She retaliated angrily, the volume of her voice rising into offended but astonished higher pitch that somebody dared to tell her off. The whole roomful of teenagers stirred and gasped, their eyes now turning from Summers to Everdragomir how he would react. Was he just going to take that? The said individual had frozen for a heartbeat with a frown. And then the Hufflepuff launched into an angry rant, while Jay settled the heater's flame into low and leaned back on his chair and squeezed the bridge of his nose in silence. To be honest,
he didn't know what he had expected.
At first, he thought that maybe she would run out of juice quick. Turned out, she didn't. She just kept going with the rant, and eventually Jay just felt the urge to shut her the hell up because she was about to give him the biggest headache he had had since hitting his forehead on a marble kitchen top. So he snapped at her again,
starting to point out all her failures and mistakes with the potion. Surely stating few facts would--
But no. Oh, no, no. She refused to budge, even when facing the truth, still claiming that she was right even when she was in the wrong. Eventually, they were both standing up and snarking loudly at each other's faces. The whole situation had grown out of proposition and gotten out of hand, and now turned into a full blown argument.
The only moment that got them to realize they were still in class and other people were around them when the Potions Mistress finally lost her patience with the two troublemakers and got their attention. And took ten points off each of them and sent them to stand in the dungeon corridor for the rest of the class for disturbing it. Neither of the two was happy, and they stood there in silence, refusing to even look at each other's general direction.
~*~
Few days go by, and by the next lesson they met again in Potions class to continue the project. Except this duo had to start completely from the scratch; in previous class, their potion ended up completely ruined. Jay glared at Raina when she even tried to reach an utensil to work with. The class continued in bitter silence between them, where Jay worked and Raina simmered as much as their brew did. But since the Slytherin really seemed to know what he was doing, she held back. By this time, Jay managed to almost catch up with the rest of the class.
~*~
Third lesson rolls in in the beginning of next week since the start of the project. By then Jay had been having a whole weekend to think about how he wanted to proceed with Summers. He couldn't afford to get a T from this project, but if only one of them worked on it, surely they would get a lower grade from the professor. She seemed to see everything. As they sat down, Raina didn't even try to go for the materials this time, assuming the boy would just tell her off again if she tried. However, to her surprise, Jay requested her to give him an ingredient and knife. As she did, he took it from her and proceeded to show her how to cut it properly, then telling her to proceed like that with the rest of the patch. Raina, for once, did as she was told. (Though, not happily and not without some moaning and groaning.) Rest of the class seemed to go without an incident, both of them working in harmony, only speaking to each other when absolutely needed to.
~*~
Couple of weeks later, their brew was ready. Jay had taught Raina few tricks here and there, and hammered down some basic knowledge about brewing into her thick skull. Few snappy comments had been shared between them, but otherwise they had found a way to co-exist through this project. As they turned the finished product in, they ended up getting the highest marks in the whole class, to everyone's surprise. Even Jay's, who wasn't completely confident about the result even if he did know it was pretty good given the circumstances. Everything ended good and nice, and the two exited the class with some good house points and good marks.
~*~
Now Raina Summers had popped up in Jay's personal people radar. Occasionally, he found her in the crowd and paid attention to whatever she was doing. Observing her, Jay found out she was very good with magic part when it came down to handling her wand and casting spells perfectly. Unlike him, she was in perfect harmony with her inner power and her wand. This was a bit of a frustrating find, especially when he was sure she was really enjoying seeing him struggle during DADA classes where she excelled at. But what could he say, he really did love to see her face covered in soot whenever she did explode her brew during potions class. Maybe even chuckle a little and then mask it as a cough.
It took them few months, but eventually Raina seemed to come up with an idea. Their OWLs were growing closer, and they were both struggling with school. Raina was about to fail Potions class. Jay was about to fail all the subjects that required casting in the exams. She approached him one evening after classes in Moving Stairs, greeting him with her typical casual tone.
"Peasant."
"Snob."
And she presented him with the idea; if he would help her out with Potions... she would offer him some lessons in casting and magic control. Jay didn't seem too taken with the idea at first, not liking the idea of having to be tutored by Raina Summers. Not that she seemed to be anymore keen on the idea of being tutored by Jayden Everdragomir. So she bartered; an hour a day of potions and he would get an hour a day in casting right after. To her surprise, Jay bartered back; two hours of potions every two days and two hours of casting every other. Eventually they settled on having two hours of both every other day and every Sunday off. Like this, they probably saved each others asses and made sure they graduated the fifth year together to the sixth. Raina got an E from Potions and Jay got passing grades for all of her OWLs, some of them even surprisingly high marks.
Since then, they have learned that they can exchange favors from each other, regarding basically any matter, for the right price. Now don't get them wrong, no actual money is ever included. But neither of them expect anything from each other for free; they answer favors for favors. When this goes down, they approach each other with a greeting of a casual insult, before cutting down to the business, and barter each other.
"If you help me out with this upcoming DADA exam, I'll write your next Potions essay."
"Do you take me for a fool, Everdragomir? You promise me three essays, and I'll think about it."
"That's complete robbery! Okay, listen. Two essays."
"No, I said three. Three or we don't have a dea--"
"Two of three pages each and a box of Chocolate Cauldrons."
"..."
"...If you agree, I might throw in a Chocolate Skeleton or two. Take it or leave it."
"Bloody hell, fine."
"I knew you'd come around, Summers. It was nice doing business with you."
Of course, these said favors aren't limited to school work, but it's what they prefer to go for as they abuse each other's strengths and weaknesses in that area. It's all the matter of supply and demand, and meeting the criteria for them. However, nowadays they constantly like to test each other's limits when making deals. After all, it isn't the stupid one who asks, it's the one who agrees.
Jay and Raina have found ways to co-exist with each other outside the potions project of their fifth year now, and despite butting heads every now and again, they tolerate each other nowadays pretty well. The two have also taken into greeting each other with casual insults, because saying a polite "hello" is way too mainstream. Jay has learned to know from the tone of her voice whenever he approaches her in what mood she is for the bartering, or if she isn't on a good mindset for one at all. But just because they've learned to get along, it doesn't mean they don't run their mouths at each other still -- because they totally do snark at each other whenever given the chance. However, Jay has learned to kind of enjoy their banter a bit. It's refreshing how someone doesn't seem to be scared in his presence and flinch away when he happens to say something a bit harshly. But instead, returns it back with full force, or worse. Also, she seems to be as witty as he is and that's really something. Finally, an appropriate challenge.
As a witch, Jay has learned to respect Raina's skill in magic. She is a force to be reckoned with, and a force Jay will wisely decline to duel if she ever did challenge him for some reason. Even if they do still clash here and there, their silent agreement to not tell anyone they are helping each other out and the unspoken understanding to not ask personal questions from each other whenever they notice something off with each other. For example, Jay is quite sure she noticed him flinch few times back in fifth year whenever she accidentally touched him for reaching the same item. For his relief, she never asked what was his malfunction. Just like Jay never asks how she knows so much half-breed magic blockages and control. As long as she stays out of his business, he stays out of hers.[/spoili]
⊱ Clementine Flamel || Oppressive Teacher ⊰
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― Potions & Alchemy Professor // Head of Slytherin // Half-Blood ―
[glow=green]"Yeah, she is young and hot looking, but let me tell you... it's all a trap. In reality she's an old hag in disguise. I'd rather hook up with a Dementor than this one."[/glow]
Papa Roach - Not Listening
At first their relationship started well as a teacher and student, and it looked like Jay had actually found a teacher who did not immediately judge him as a hopeless case. She actually expected good things out of the boy who had a natural knack for Potions, the subject she teaches. But that was until Jay started breaking into her ingredient storage basement and stealing from her, and got caught on his second time. And it would have not been half as bad if he would have not overheard things that were not meant for his ears.
The Slytherin boy found out that "Professor Ashton" actually had a double identity, her real name being Clementine Flamel, the last living offspring of the Flamel bloodline. It was quite the shock when it turned out that she had the Philospher's stone with her, even when it was supposed to be destroyed decades ago, and she was frigging
two-hundred-and-forty-three years old. Now that is quite... something. So Jay got caught while he tried to escape unnoticed, which lead into him getting very tied up -- literally. Not only because he was suspended from the ceiling by an magical rope by Clementine, but because she started blackmailing him. One would have thought that Jay would have been the one who would have had the advantage since Clementine could not really kill him without raising suspicion, but the tables turned the very moment the woman told she would make sure Kiyoko would get into very deep trouble if Jay would spill beans to anyone. Actually, he did not even need to tell anyone, all that needed to be done was that even if Clementine would catch even the slightest of rumor about her and the stone, she would execute her plan. So not only does Jay now have to make sure he does not slip anything, but he practically also needs to make sure that absolutely
no one will find out about Clementine, making him do the wretched woman's dirty work of silencing others if needed.
Not only that, but Clementine also promised that she would punish Jay somehow for everything, just because she can. Needless to say that the boy is quite bitter towards her now.[/spoili]
⊱ Lucas Grey || Rival & Frenemy ⊰
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― Ravenclaw // 6th year // Half-breed // Prefect // Seeker of Ravenclaw Quittich Team ―
[glow=green]"...Do I really have to waste my time and breath talking about him?"[/glow]
Thousand Foot Krutch - I Get Wicked
Lucas Grey (Ravenclaw, 6th year) and Jay met during the first Transfiguration class in their fifth year, when the boy was sitting in front of Jay. Lucas' hair color intriguied Jay, and that leaded into a situation where the two started bickering. This seemed to leave both of them with bad aftertaste towards each other. But the way they act around each other is filled with contradictions, because they seem to somehow tolerate each others presence so they could be called frenemies. Jay has acknowledged Lucas as his rival, and also someone amusing to toy around with to pass time. Jay also never calls him by his first name, but rather coolly calls him just Grey.
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⊱ Sethen Lockett || Source of Annoyance & Awkwardness ⊰
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― Gryffindor // 6th year // Pure-Blood // 2nd in Command of Gryffindor Duelling Club // Beater of Gryffindor Quiddich Team ―
[glow=green]"...I really don't like it how he flirts with me. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against gay people. I just don't like it if they approach me like that. It's just weird, annoying, awkward and... Just really weird, okay? I think he's doing it on purpose, too."[/glow]
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⊱ Peter Berlioz || Roommate ⊰
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― Slytherin // 6th year // Muggle-Born ―
[glow=green]"...This guy..."[/glow]
Gorillaz - 19-2000 Soulchild Remix
Open, straightforward, merry, polite, reliable... All the things that Jay is not and throw him off easily, all in one package called Peter Berlioz, a new transfer student from France. The new kid became Jay's new roommate since all the other rooms in the dorms were full, and since he owned a room meant for four people, it did not really leave the staff much choices; he was shoved in the mercy of the infamous Bulgarian Dragon without him even knowing. While everybody else waited for a complete butchery of the poor, sweet Peter... He surprised them all, including Jay who has absolutely no idea how to cope with this new guy. Not to mention how Peter's personality itself is completely throwing Jay off his game, but because of his bad habit of making assumptions and overbearing personality a misunderstanding was created, yet again regarding Kiyoko Oshiro. Thanks to Peter, Jay came to realize something really important within the first twenty minutes of the French boy's appearance, without Peter even doing anything particular himself. It was simply enough for him to exist. Best wingman ever?
Peter Berlioz. A name to be feared... but not really. He is far too nice for that.[/spoili]
Want to have a relationship?
PM me or post at my wall and we will see what we can do about it.
Is there any good left in me?
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left?
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left in me?
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left?
P a t r o n u s
⊱ Timber Wolf ⊰
The wolf is a noble creature that finds comfort in packs as well as by its self. Its bravery, cunning, and stealth are unmatched. The Timber Wolf, being the largest of it's kin, resembles Jay the most. He is a lone wolf, an one man pack that awaits or needs no acception of others and just as feral. It is a very formidable patronus to have.
The wolf is a bit of a darker and mysterious soul, with the strength of a fighter. A person with this patronus has had a lot happen in their life, and due to that they wear a mask over their emotions. They do, however, have a very big heart that is full of both passion and fire. They have a lot of emotion within them that they are willing to give, but only once they completely trust you, and since they have been made cynical over the years this can be difficult.
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B o g g a r t
⊱ Adoptive Mother Aneliya Hristov ⊰
Aneliya might be dead, but the trauma and fear is very much alive. The Boggart manifests itself by taking Aneliya's form and it comes in different stages, and depending of the amount of fear her form may vary from a normal looking woman in her forties who just has a very disturbing look in her eyes, to a hectic raging one with disheveled looks that may be holding onto some of Jay's more minor fears such as knives, fire in some form or belts meant for whipping. If the fear is strong, and if Jay's mentality tilts enough the Boggart can feed from his fear enough and overpower the boy by taking the form into a complete new level where Aneliya stops reminding human, as the memory and opinion of her is distorted to something monstrous, grown bigger and scarier over time than she really ever was. But the final stage of that fear is... something that no one ever expects after seeing the previous ones.
P e t
Jay has no pet. Why? Because he himself thinks that if he can even barely look after himself, how could he take care of a pet? In a way, this is very responsible way of thinking from a person who is very irresponsible. However, mostly the reason behind of not owning a pet is actually that animals do not get along with him.
At all. Most of the time they are dead afraid of him, sensing the bigger predator and threat in the room. Most of the time they either keep out of his way or run at the sight of him, but animals with bigger prides either coldly ignore him or might actually try to outright attack him if they feel threatened enough by Jay's presence.
W a n d
⊱ Ebony || 13½ inches || Dragon Heartstring || Rigid ⊰
This jet-black wand wood has an impressive appearance and reputation, being highly suited to all manner of combative magic, and to Transfiguration.
Ebony is the most famous of the Dark woods, although not the most powerful. However, for visual impact and power, it is amongst the best. Ebony is happiest in the hand of those with the courage to be themselves. Frequently non-conformist, highly individual or comfortable with the status of outsider, ebony wand owners have been found both among the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix and among the Death Eaters. The ebony wand's perfect match is one who will hold fast to his or her beliefs, no matter what the external pressure, and will not be swayed lightly from their purpose.
Dragon heartstring is a powerful wand with a lot of magical "heft." As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells. It is not the core you want for subtlety, but for sheer power it is definitely the best. Dragon wands tend to learn quicker than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner. The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord. Although it is the most common core among Dark Wizards, Dark Wizards are most certainly not their most common users. It is also the most prone of the three Supreme Cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental. It also tends to be lethally hazardous if combined with certain woods. Dragon heartstrings are by far the most common wand core amongst Slytherins, but their power often bonds to Gryffindors and Ravenclaws as well. However, they tend to overwhelm the archetypal Hufflepuff personality.
A
rigid wand will only give its complete loyalty to an owner who has faced great personal tragedy. It is particularly good for practical magic use, and thus usually doesn't perform well for magic that is frivolous or silly. Rigid wand owners are cautious and have difficulty trusting others, but they are not usually unkind people. Generally, they prefer to be left alone so that they can do what they want to do, regardless of what anyone else says.
Thirteen and half inches is length wise very fitting for someone as Jay's stature of six foot and one inch, who still shows promise in growing an inch or two. The length of the wand is a little bit taller than the average (which usually lies between ten to twelve inches), indicating usually that a wizard may grow past the average height as their chosen wand may predict. However, the numerical prediction of thirteen, which is often pointed out as the most unluckiest number, seems like an ill omen. This may be linked to how Jay seems to lacking in the luck department, as it looks like he was standing in the wrong line when it was given out when you look at his life events. Maybe the extra half an inch that nearly makes it fourteen inches and prevents it being thirteen inches exact is why he still has not kicked the bucket, and occasionally seems to gain some pity from Lady Luck herself... before she abandons him again. The number thirteen is also seen as the number for evil sometimes, which may also implicit to Jay's occasional needs to sadism and unnecessary cruelty, though these in actuality resonate from the depth of his consciousness; a psychological side effect to domestic violence, that he would need professional help for, rather than the prediction of two numerals slapped together. But then again, who knows? Is it
really just a coincidence?
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Pull me from the darkness
Lift me back into the light
Fill this empty vessel
Fill this hole I have inside
Am I worth forgiveness?
I can't make myself believe
Show me that you're listening
And tear this devil out of me
O t h e r
⊱ Transfer Student ⊰
Like mentioned before, Jay originally studied in Durmstrang Institution of Magic, but due to some complications with the school, he was expelled and transferred to Hogwarts where he begun his fifth year. Now Jay has studied in Hogwarts for a year.
⊱ Dual Citizen & Bilingual ⊰
Born in Nottingham, United Kingdom and adopted to Bulgaria makes the boy a dual citizen in both countries. And thus he is naturally also fluent in English and Bulgarian, though his Bulgarian is slightly better than his English. With the Slavic language also comes the knowledge and expertise of how to write with Cyrillic alphabet. Sometimes Jay's quick notes can be seen written with it, but the only notes he writes fully in Cyrillic alphabet in Bulgarian are his personal ones that are not related to classes and are about potions and such.
⊱ Foreign Accent ⊰
Has barely audible Bulgarian accent, which gives his speech an exotic curious touch without making it sound too awkward, and makes English flow somewhat smoother than a person's who has born and lived his whole life in the U.K. but roughs it up during certain kind of words which makes his pronunciation to stand out. The accent sits well with his already naturally dark and low boyish voice that has a rough and sharp edge to it. This is all due to him living most of his life in Bulgaria, and of course attending to Durmstrang Institute of Magic after turning eleven years old. But because Durmstrang is located in Northern Scandinavia and it has many students all over the world, the main language spoken there is English, which is the reason why Jay never forgot the language and is still fluent in it.
⊱ Orthodox Christian ⊰
Even though Jay has never been one for religions, they hold a great grip over Bulgarian culture. Before Jay was adopted he was living with his biological family in England for the first three years of his life and they were Atheists with a little Orthodox background in his mother's bloodline. And after adoption to Bulgaria he was brought up in the Orthodox ways, with a little sprinkle of Bulgarian pagan customs. These surface rarely, and probably the only thing that links the boy to his religion is the old broken rosary which's crucifix was made into an earring that now hangs from his left ear, and during March when people can see him wearing a very simple martenitsa bracelet around his wrist. Despite mostly seeming to have forsaken his religion and God, claiming of not holding any sort of belief of God's existence, lately Jay has been wavering and wondering.
⊱ Heredity ⊰
Jay does not really go around the school yelling about his perinola tendency to vampirism, but he does not frankly try to keep it too well as a secret either. In fact, by now most of the school is aware of it. However this does not mean that Jay is any more comfortable with the subject, since he is dead set trying to prove to others that he is just as human as anyone else. The more he tries to hide his nature, more obvious his actions seem to be. His canines get longer as they push out and turn into fangs when he is either feeling blood lust or otherwise very excited. And when he is in danger of losing himself to his inner beast, his irises start to turn red. And when he completely loses it, they practically glow crimson.
⊱ Feeding ⊰
Just like any other kid, Jay eats mainly normal food to fuel his system. But unlike other kids, his system also craves for blood. He needs to feed on human blood at least once every three months to keep himself sane, otherwise he is going to go mad with his thirst of it. Animal blood does not do, it is like feeding tofu to a carnivore, it is not satisfying the same way as human blood on a long term. (Though occasionally you may see him snacking on such things as warmed mug of pig blood in the kitchens; if it is fresh, he takes to it like a warmed mug of milk that helps him sleep, but if it is taken from a source that has been dead for a long time, you may see a rather dramatic reaction that will result to gagging and having hard time holding it down. The animal blood needs to be as fresh as possible, and same goes for human blood. You would not eat rotten food either, would you?) When Jay has just fed, his physical health improves immediately and he can control his bloodlust easily for weeks, even if he would be standing next to a bleeding person. But when he has not fed for a long time, he is constantly on the edge and drinking blood is something that also invades his thoughts constantly besides other things that go typically around teenage boys head.
⊱ Nocturnal & Insomniac ⊰
Well, his vampire genes are quite dominating even if Jay has flipped his sleeping pattern upside down. He is a
horrible morning person that instills fear with a single cranky glare. It can take hours until he can get a proper sentence out of his mouth. Before that, he just mostly communicates with cranky sounding mumbling and growling. Until he has properly had breakfast and a mug of tea to wake up his brain and get proper nutritions to start his day, you may not speak with him. But the more closer the night gets, the more awake he feels, and thus it can be quite the problem for him to fall asleep during night. Not to mention that his nightmares often also keep him awake, so it is not surprising to find Jay wandering around the Slytherin common room or the hallways during night. Because being an insomniac means you have a lot of time on your hands, and Jay is the type that gets bored easily.
⊱ Weakness to Fire ⊰
One of the biggest downsides of being a partial vampire, is the Achilles heel that comes with it. Jay might not take damage from the big fiery blazing gas ball that glares down from the sky, or as we usually like to refer as sun, that can turn full vampires into dust in the matter of seconds, which really makes the Pure-blood vampires jealous towards the boy who is known as Daywalker as they sometimes refer to dhampirs. However, he is really sensitive to the damages what fire can make to him. Sure, it is harmful to almost anyone, but Jay is more used to the fact that he can heal fast due to his regenerating abilities. But when he gets burned, the wound has problems with healing, and usually it requires some kind of treatment, and they leave nasty scars. If left untreated, the burns get easily infected and that can come down as high fevers. And when someone else would get just a little burnt for something else, Jay's skin takes that damage at least double. For what he is thankful is that his skin does not exactly act like vampires skin when it comes to fire, as they can lit up like brittle paper, and burn to dust fast if it is not extinguished immediately. But Jay has enough of bad experiences with fire, so that has left him with a healthy caution towards it.
⊱ Post Traumatic Stress Disorder ⊰
Due to being exposed to intense domestic violence through most of his childhood, it has left some mental scars and deep fears towards certain things, and has gone untreated for years. Some of the most traumatic memories are vague, shrouded by blank spots in his memories if he tries to remember, but in truth the boy tries his best to avoid doing so. Jay re-experiences some of his traumatic experiences usually through dreams which has leaded to insomnia, simply because he is too afraid to sleep. However, some of these old memories come to him via flashbacks that can be triggered with similar situations that he has experienced in his childhood, or simply seeing certain objects or things that make him instantly anxious, agitated and nauseous. For example, Thestrals are creatures which Jay has never been much of a fan of when he learnt the reason why he can see them and others can not. Other such objects that stimulates either flashbacks or simply the feeling of fear and anxiety can be either large knives or cigarettes. (On a bright side, Jay will most probably never become a smoker himself.) Thus he tries his best to avoid situations which could trigger memories, thoughts or feelings, or talks which are related into his past and its events. PTSD also comes with the decreased ability (and sometimes complete inability) to feel certain feelings, and with Jay it shows the lack of sympathy and charity towards certain groups of people, and processing feelings like affection and devotion towards others is hard. Other symptoms that are also linked to this syndrome are most probably his inability to concentrate at school, and probably the most notable of all, the problems with his explosive anger. Even if it has been untreated for so long, Jay has learnt to cope and live with it. However there are times when PTSD keeps weighing him down, such as causing occasional depression or numbing, complicating his relationships and socializing, and academics. Occasional anxiety attacks are not uncommon either.
⊱ Personal Space ⊰
A loner very much like his twin sister, Jay prefers the company of his own more than the company of others. Due to years of domestic violence, which was probably more close to actual torturing, has left more than physical scars on him. He does not like when someone stands too close, especially if the person is a female, and touching makes him instantly tense up. There are certain areas that he dislikes being touched on more than the others, such as his back, and Jay has never been too much of a fan of the friendly game when someone sneaks behind you, covers your eyes and asks to guess who she or he is. Doing that might be a bit... risky, and consequences hazardous.
⊱ Slight Gynophobia ⊰
Everyone is afraid of something, and everyone has secrets. And sometimes, their fears
are their secrets. And Jayden Everdragomir has many secrets, and many fears, and he guards all of them carefully. And this is one of them; gynophobia. As mentioned above, Jay is not exactly...
fond of the female gender. (Not saying that his own gender is much better, though. When it comes to people, he equally dislike everyone by default.) The boy is a victim to violence that was inflicted on him by a middle-aged woman for a decade, so it has left some psychological scars on him too. One of this happens to be the fear of women. Though he has been getting better as of late, and in fact, improved a lot in the past few years of getting over it. People tend to think that he is just shy around girls only because he has the tendency to clam up and articulate poorly in some cases, which most automatically link just to your regular social awkwardness; it all really depends on the female. A certain kind of air around a girl can really freak him out and drive him into instant submission, which can surprise a lot of people. This is simply due to the fact that his father taught him since small that girls should never, ever be hurt. That a man who hits a woman is not worth a man at all. Very chivalrous thought, but turned against him very fast, as he feared because of this to stand up to himself when his adoptive mother abused him. And anyone who finds out about this, may use this against him -- just like his twin sister occasionally does, as she found out rather fast just how much she could strike fear in him by simply touching and using a certain kind of tone while speaking. Nowadays Jay is more comfortable around girls, as he has received some 'shock treatment' from his close friend Sabrina Gallagher and his girlfriend Kiyoko Oshiro. Occasionally, and especially if the girl is a stranger, you may notice the boy tense up when touched even the slightest. This is an automatic reflex that Jay tries his best to unlearn, but without success so far. It still sometimes happens even around the closest of his female acquaintances if they approach him unexpectedly and he is not mentally prepared. Jay does not speak about this, as he is very ashamed of this said fear, and tries his best to hide it from the eyes of others. Despite being alone with it and struggling, Jay has managed to achieve a lot just by himself. Today you could never even guess that he is still a little bit afraid of girls, as he has gotten far beating the fear almost completely.
⊱ ADD & Dyslexia ⊰
It is rather natural occurrence that kids like Jayden, who have been victims to domestic violence, develop some learning disabilities. Due to his ADD, Jay has hard time focusing in a class environment, and he gets bored and distracted easily. This affects a lot of his grades, and it shows especially in subjects that do not interest him at all; he is usually either failing or almost failing these classes and is in dire need of private tutoring. Despite how it may seem, Jay also has a mild dyslexia. People rarely figure it out because he actually likes reading; he just needs more time and surroundings where he does not get distracted so he can focus. Because of this he struggles with writing essays and sometimes outright refuses doing them at all. Writing comes easier for him in Bulgarian because Cyrillic alphabet is more familiar with him, so he makes less mistakes then. However with common alphabet Jay has found out that he makes less mistakes if he simply writes in big blocky letters, which makes it look like he has forgotten his real life Caps Lock on. Because of this, his handwriting that is usually a bit messy scrawl, is easier to read for others and for him. It is also very easy to distinguish from other students handwriting; just point out the one that looks like someone is constantly yelling on print.
⊱ Quidditch & Other Athletics ⊰
Jay has always had a knack for sports. His body is designed for endurance and moving around a lot, and it shows just how easily he seems to be able to build muscle mass for someone his age. It is like he was born for tasks that require a lot of stamina and strength. And Jay feels like if he remains sitting around for too long doing tedious things like classes that demand only academic skill, he starts building up restless energy in his body. When he gets to let this energy out and exhaust himself, he can relax again. Nothing helps him sleep better than a good long run or few hundred push ups. And because he dislikes automatically by many unhealthy snacks that contain too much sugar, he eats pretty well too that helps him remain fit. (Though who would not love a good burger or a pizza every now and then?) But since he is an obvious carnivore, he tends to eat more meat and protein products than vegetables, but he tries his best to eat balanced meals most of the time. (God bless the person who invented roast beef. But damn the one who thought up salads. That is for rabbits.) Sometimes you can see him take a run around school premises after classes (because no way in hell will he wake up earlier to do that before school) or find him in his room exercising during the night in attempts to exhaust himself so he could sleep. And then of course, there is the Quidditch team that he is nowadays part of, and its relentless practices which Jay is grateful of because they keep him busy.
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It was quite recent that Jay became part of the Quidditch team of his own house; and quite scandalous also, as it cost one of his secrets. To become a Beater, Jay had to come out about being a half-breed publicly for others as he demonstrated his strength while using the Beater's Bat. That said bat is already enchanted for extra strength, and since it definitely is not something this young man in question does not need, he left a small crater in the Pitch. At least, it left a lasting impression. He was already aware that someone would find out about his little
affliction either way, because the more he has noticed himself to grow and having to deal with his puberty, the less control he has over himself. So if he was going to go out, he would at least go with a bang. Literally. But that monstrous strength is what got him the spot as the previous Captain was more interested in harnessing it for their house as a weapon rather than spending his time in fear of it. Thank God for rational and calculating minds with an unquenched thirst for glory.[/spoili]
⊱ Smuggling Business ⊰
When there is a demand, there is always someone who is smart enough to supply and make some profit out of it. And that is exactly what Jay realized to do in his fifth year, and have done ever since. He is able to use his shadow travelling abilities to smuggle items that are forbidden into the school grounds with ease. Most of the time it contains items like Firewhiskey and other Wizard liqueurs that are off-limits from under the age of seventeen, which makes good money. And it would make even better, if Jay would have actual socializing skills to get more customers. A business partner with sharp wit and charismatic personality that would make the coin actually move would most definitely come in handy.
⊱ Magic ⊰
Because of his vampiric heritage, channeling magic does not always go very smoothly for Jay. Sometimes the spells end up doing something completely different instead of what they are supposed to be doing or nothing simply happens at all, especially if the spell is complicated. Thus Jay does not really feel very comfortable doing magic and tries to avoid using it most of the time. This makes his school grades suffer a bit at times, so Jay usually crams for theory exams and such to save himself from repeating a year.
⊱ Potions Prodigy ⊰
His absolutely favorite subject is Potions. It is the class where Jay usually shines above others, while on the other subjects he either falls to the slot for average or under it. Mostly because it is fairly easy for him to understand and it requires very minimal magic using. Partly because brewing potions is not that much different from simple cooking, which surprisingly to most of the people, Jay is really good at because he has gotten used to looking after himself. He enjoys experimenting on his own about the matter, and even has set up his own little brewing laboratory in his own dorm room.
⊱ Fun Facts ⊰
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✗ Vampires are considered as sensual creatures, and there is no doubt that they would not seek to pleasure their needs with different ways. This usually means very close physical contact with another person. To human the experience of a vampire bite seems to remind them of them of a sexual experience due to the venom in the vampire's fangs that activates the pleasure sensors in human brain and kicks them into full gear, usually leading into blissful feelings -- mental and physical -- and some level of arousal. To vampire, this is not far away either, but to a vampire the feeding is still different, and they might not view the feeding as anything sexual at all; to them it might just as well be like consuming food and nothing more. However the line between feeding and sex is thin, and easily crossed or fused. Vampires are still able to distinct their bloodlust from regular lust. Now, we are only talking about a full-bred vampire here. Dhampirs are not as fortunate in this area, as they are too human to be able to comprehend the fine line between these two different types of lusts, which usually leads into combining them very easily. So to those half-vampires who are shy by their personalities even by a whiff, their feeding experiences tend to turn quite awkward and quite fast. Jay being a perfect example of this; a boy who does not like to be touched, straight by sexuality and timid when it comes to anything intimate. Give him another male with a bleeding wound, and let the horror of momentary sexual confusion unfold.
✗ When aroused greatly by anything sexual, Jay's fangs tend to react faster than his lower half. Usually taking the kid by surprise too, tending to stab the sharp tips into his lower lip. (If you take a close look, the inside of his lip and gums have some scarring for these numerous occasions that have happened since puberty hit him.) So if you see the dark haired individual staring at you, and then suddenly flinching with a brief pained expression, you should feel flattered. That most probably means that you have just been found
seriously attractive. No lie.
✗ The moment Jay falls asleep, he does not move at all through the night nor make even the lightest of sounds (unless his night terrors take over) and gives almost literal meaning to "sleeps like the dead." This must be some kind vampire thing. It
must be.
✗ His ethnicity is mixed. Jay's father is British and mother half Bulgarian, half Latvian. So this means he is quarter Latvian, but seems to barely ever remember this fact or care much. Due to the upbringing in Bulgaria, Jay feels his roots are the strongest in there. But he also feels a nostalgic connection to his English roots, which might explain the obsession with British flags and tea.
✗ Is obsessed with geeky things which surface occasionally. Enjoys especially making movie reference jokes. Too bad only about 5% of his peers in Hogwarts seems to understand them. This disappoints the dhampir boy greatly.
✗ Seeing how the boy has indeed lived most of his life in the warmth of Bulgaria, it should not be surprising that he is not used to cold that well. The four years in Durmstrang did give him pretty good idea how cold the north can be, as the winters can be very harsh in there, so when Jay transferred to Hogwarts to begin his fifth year the Scotland's weather felt like something he could somehow survive better. However, this still does not mean that he would not complain just as much about the cold, or the snow, or his dislike towards winter in general. (Or how the sun never seems to shine and how it
"rains all the fucking time.") Jay starts shivering easily, so during the winter months the boy can be found seeking warmth near the Slytherin common room fireplace and taking long naps under a blanket, hugging a hot tea mug in Great Hall in the mornings like his very life would depend on it, or looking for other ways to keep himself warm. This may even lead into desperate measures of pushing away his dislike for physical contact and huddle close to another warm body.
✗ Loathes anything that has to do with Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series, and most of the other fiction where vampires are seen somewhat ridiculously for Jay's tastes.
"What is with all these sappy romances anyway? And sparkling, are you fucking kidding me?" Jay would describe if questioned of the matter;
"We don't do romance, we eat people, okay? That's like falling in love with your own goddamn lunch." How ironic that he used to say that in the past, is it not? Never say never, right? Lunch can be quite lovable, especially if it has pretty green captivating eyes...
✗ Can not start his morning properly without a nice cup of black tea. Funny as it sounds, he is very addicted to tea, very much like a person who is addicted to morning coffee and its caffeine. Probably a British born trait. He enjoys his tea with some milk and small spoonful of honey, or without sweetening at all.
✗ Jay is a bit allergic to garlic. Yes, to garlic. Ironic, is it not? Eating garlic makes Jay's throat feel itchy and irritated, making him cough a lot and his eyes water due to that. It is not like he can die from it, but it is so unpleasant that he tries to steer clear from it as much as possible.
✗ Dislikes his own first name; it sounds too formal to his own ears, and thus he prefers to casually be called Jay by the people he considers close. The dislike towards the first name is also partially because it is an unisex name, and Jay hates is when someone comes giggling stating to him that it is a girl's name or that they know a female by the same name. The boy will answer those with a stale expression while judging the person's intelligence.
✗ Finds it respectful to call other people by their last names, especially if Jay does not know the person well, which gives the sense of distance; getting into first name basis with someone happens extremely rarely. He expects this favor to be returned automatically. If not, the person will most probably be facing disdain, as he dislikes getting too chummy with strangers. The moment Jay will start calling you by your first name, you will know you are officially then in his close circle.
✗ Does not really get Wizard Chess, or normal chess. Jay has the general idea about the rules, but there is so much of them and the game requires so much strategic thinking and is too uneventful that it would keep him interested long enough. The only reason why Jay would play the game in the first place would only to see the pieces shatter each other, as it is the only high peak of the game. However, even that tends to get boring quickly. So do not expect a serious game partner of this boy, as his game tactic tends to be rather half-hearted.
✗ Jay has never been really into sweets. Candies, pastries, chocolates... He leaves even biscuits untouched. Tea is probably the only thing he adds a small amount of sweetening in; just one small spoon of honey at most. This is due to his tongue being tuned for more robust tastes, because obviously he enjoys the taste of blood while someone else might not. He likes salty over sweet, but still stays away from chips and other things like that. One would be surprised how healthily he actually eats. However Jay can still stand the sweetness of fruits, but not all the fruits, kiwis being too sweet for example while an apple goes down without any complaints.
✗ Knows how to cook, surprising several people with the ability to make a meal out of seemingly nothing. Give this guy a kitchen on his disposal, some random ingredients and a growling stomach to fill, and he will make miracles happen. To Jay, cooking is actually very uncomplicated task; he has been taking care of his own meals for several years now when he is alone at home, and he
is alarmingly good at brewing potions which is about hundred times more difficult than cooking, even though they are surprisingly similar to each other. Having really good sense of smell helps him out in this matter too, and he has a good intuition and imagination when mixing together spices and flavors.
✗ Is really attracted to red haired girls. There is just that something in red color. No surprise probably that it's one Jay's favorite colors, green being the other one.
✗ Used to be really small and scrawny just couple of years ago, before reaching his growth spurt. He used to be one of the shortest boys in the class back in Durmstrang, and because of that and his silent nature he was easy target for bullies. And every single time the bullies got taken aback by the amount of strength that small kid held within. Jay was left alone soon enough, especially when he reached his growth spurt by the age of thirteen, and by the age of fourteen he was above average height, and by the age of fifteen years falling in slot for the tallish boys when he was around 5'11 and reaching for 6'0 by the next spring. Now he is 6'1 and no one could ever believe that he was as short as he was back in the day, especially when he is
still growing.
✗ Is a big fan of the Bulgarian Quidditch team Vratsa Vultures.
✗ Jay claims that if God existed, he would have not let him go through the things he did. And if God does exist, he is a child with ant terrarium and a magnifying glass. Despite having lot of resentment towards God for not coming to his rescue in the past, Jay still finds himself calling out to him sometimes or sending little prayers in his mind for whatever reason. Old habits die hard.
✗ Because the geek that he is, Jay has a tumblr account, and he can be found by the name of
i-am-not-jayden-everdragomir
✗ His MBTI (Myer-Briggs Type Indicator) personality type is ISTP. He falls in the slot for a very stereotypical one for the most part.
✗ Jay can dance really well. Because he is athletic and knows his own body really well, he has a great knack for almost spot on body control naturally. He has the sense of rhythm and can move to the beat, and imitate the movements of the dancers he sees in TV or elsewhere and make their movements his very fast. However you do not really see him practice this much at all. Much due to his insecure feelings towards himself, and the dislike to public attention. Dancing also requires a lot of joy from within to express itself on impulse, and you have to admit that in the past this boy has not really had very many reasons to be happy. Not until recently when things have started to get better.
✗ Before puberty hit him really hard, Jay used to play acoustic and electric guitars as a hobby that he picked up on himself and learned by ear. However once his teenage years really smacked him hard, he had to drop the instruments from his life. Not because he would have wanted, but because he could not control the strength of his hands and kept breaking the damn strings all the damned time. Do you have any idea how much it hurts when a guitar string snaps and cuts you?
Ouch. Jay has been thinking that he might pick up the guitar again once he is older and he has his strength under better control. But for that he needs to wait almost ten years.
✗ Despite being musically talented on dancing and instruments, Jay can not sing to save his life. In that matter he is completely tone deaf. And especially now when his voice drop has been rather recent (came around when he was fourteen), and it may still crack here and there.
✗ His favorite classes would be in this order; Potions, Astronomy, Herbology and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Care of Magical Creatures would be there somewhere too, would the animals not be so intimidated by him that they constantly run away or try to kill him. Which is why Jay had to take another class instead. (Too bad, because ha actually likes animals a lot.)
✗ Jay has bit of a case of 'sticky fingers' and not because he would have pushed his hand into a key lime pie, but because he took that key lime pie without your consent. He does not call this
stealing, as he thinks it's such an ugly word for it, but rather refers to it as
long-term loaning. Jay sometimes steals little tidbits of things from others; quills (do you know how many he accidentally snaps in two in a year?), books (he can not afford quite all of them, and sometimes his own get lost in the chaotic but controlled mess of a dorm room for awhile, so he needs to
borrow someone else's), homework (you really think that he bothers doing all of the essays himself?), ingredients (how else could he brew potions, that stuff is not free and he is poor as hell.) Nothing too serious, but annoying enough for his victims. He makes a point of not ever taking anything too expensive because that would quickly cause suspicion and if he ever gets caught, then at least he does not get sent to Azkaban for it. So in a sense, his low-key kleptomaniac tendencies are still innocent... so far. And hey, sometimes he even returns the items to their rightful owners.
✗ The best way for Jay to learn things is when he gets to learn them on practice. He has a "hands-on" learning style, where his muscle memory does a better job at remembering than his actual brain seems to do. This is the reason why he seems to pick up athletics easily and classes that require him to rather actually do things more than stare at dried and yellowed pages of books.
✗ Because of his tendency to clam up about his own problems and finding hard to talk about them, Jay is way better listener than talker. Once you win his loyalty, none of the burdens you share with him will ever be spread to others.
✗ He is not only quick at snarky commentary like he would have been born with a shotgun for a mouth, but can also make quick and effective decisions. This shows very well under stressful or otherwise pressuring situations that demand fast thinking and reflexes. This makes Jay excellent in crisis situations, or fast paced games like Quidditch.
✗ He freaking loves turtles. Sea turtles are his favorites.
✗ He also adores cats a lot. Too bad they seem to be determined in trying to chew his fingers off or scratch him if he comes too close.
✗ Sometimes during the night when Jay can not sleep, he picks up his telescope and sneaks to the Astronomy Tower to stargaze. That is, if the night is not too cold for him to handle.
✗ Jay may be considered as a rule breaker that refuses to be part of the blind sheep, but he has his own personal moral code that he follows very strictly. He does his very best trying to avoid breaking it, and gets very anxious and guilty if he has to bend it even a little bit.
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⊱ Playlist ⊰
To listen to the soundtrack list for Jay,
click here.
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left in me?
I want to be a good man
I want to be a good man
Is there good left in me?
I want to be a good man
Is there any good left in me?
A p p e a r a n c e
⊱ Body ⊰
Jay is 6'1'' (185 centimeters) tall and still growing. But his growth has slowed down so he probably will grow just an inch any more, or two if he is lucky. He has a slender but muscular figure, looking like he possesses athletic and lithe strength like a jaguar, with broad shoulders and thinner waist, making him more mature looking than most of the kids his age. But unlike many other kids who are still uncomfortable in their bodies as they have grown too fast, Jay seems to be comfortable on his own skin and knows his own body well, which shows from the way how confidently he moves and wears his posture. His pale, but very handsome facial features (which he seems to be completely unaware of and thus does not know how to use as his advantage wittingly -- yet) and unnaturally sharp colored, piercing icy blue eyes favor his father, and hardly ever behaving raven black hair favor his mother. His dark, strong eyebrows seem to be constantly knitted together into permanent scowl, making his striking eyes have a glaring look like fifty attack dogs in a single leash, which makes the boy seem constantly a bit sullen. There seems to be dangerous, bad boyish charm in him, that fascinates some people which seem to draw them to him like moths towards the light. And him being a lone wolf and not a very good people person seems only like a fuel to the fire; a fire that tends to burn these little moths if they are not careful. To most he tends to appear rather intimidating or outright scary, than the fascinating troublemaker you would want to try your luck on taming.
⊱ Scars ⊰
It is said that scars tell the stories of life. If this is the case, Jay has a lot of stories to tell. Because of his vampiric blood, his wounds heal quicker than normal humans (and instantly if he feeds on blood), but if the wound is deep enough or he gets wounded many times on the same place, or if it has anything to do with fire, that will leave faint but permanent scars. There is small cut in his hairline, just above the forehead which came from hitting his head against a marble kitchen worktop by the age of nine. His knuckles are scarred in both hands from fighting over the years. There is a faint long scar running along his left forearm after being slashed with a kitchen knife, and a scar left from a deep stabbing wound on his left shoulder from the very same knife when he was twelve. In the soles of his feet, there are few small round scars from cigarette burnings which was a punishment when he was four. But the worst ones are on his back; his whole back is covered in small white scars that zigzag across his skin, all from belt whips when he was a kid for whatever misdeeds he might have or might have not done, being hit so hard and long and so many times over the years that the leather started eventually tear the skin from his back. There is so many of them that it is impossible to count them all. The latest addition would be a large burn scar in his right arm that he got just this year under All Hallows Eve during an accident in DADA class. It's quite large and ugly, jagged around the edges and still fresh and healing. He is quite self-conscious about it still and how it looks, so he mostly walks around with some gauze wrapped around it or wears long sleeved shirts to hide it.
⊱ Dress Style ⊰
When Jay is not wearing his school uniform and robes, his normal attire usually considers muggle clothes. Dark low grade jeans and black tennis shoes (or black combat boots during winter to prevent his toes from freezing off) are the normally chosen ones, which go well with his tops which usually consider simple shirts and hoodies, which he also favors in dark colors even though other colored tops are not completely unheard of. Also, he likes almost anything with British flag design.
⊱ The Crucifix ⊰
He always wears a silver hanging crucifix earring in his left earlobe. He has always had it, as long as Jay can remember, but no memories where he got it. It used to be a rosary which he wore around his neck when he was younger, but it broke. Later on Jay made it to a earring and pierced his own ear with it. No one is sure if it's a fashion statement or if he just tries to keep up his cool act, but it is a statement of a kind, yes;
"Screw your old, ridiculous Christian beliefs. See? Am not burnin' up, am I? Or sparkling either." But it is also a memento. The only, last connection he has to his biological family, he believes, which is why he feels the need to keep it close so he does not lose it. If he ever did, he would probably freak out. The earring is one of the few jewelries he wears, but most of the time he does not bother with the rest. He has few masculine necklaces and simple metal rings that he wears on some occasions when it happens to strike his fancy.
⊱ Voice ⊰
Play some voice samples for Jay under this spoiler!
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Play "Time to start some trouble."
Play "Someone's day's about to get wrecked."
Play "We'll do it the hard way!"
Play "I could make this hurt less."
Play "Should've walked away."
Play "Good a time as any to act reckless."
Play "Haha... you never see this coming."
Play "All out of warnings."
Play "Last chance to be anywhere else."
Play "Keep pushing me."
Play "Never had luck. Never needed it."
Play "Let's make them notice."
Play "Doubt me - I love that."
Play "No-one keeps me down."
Play "Time doesn't heal all wounds."
Play "Tomorrow's the last of my worries."
Play "Never look back."
Play "I do my own stunts."
Play "Every rule needs a break."
Play "Patience? What's that?"
Play "I hate being responsible."
Play "I'd rather make mistakes than make nothing at all."
Play "I owe them nothing."
Play "I finish what I start."
Play "If there are limits... I haven't found them yet."
Play "Let me be honest - I have no idea what I'm doing."
Play "I already calculated your odds. Sorry."
Play "I've seen your future - and it's got broken bones."
Play "Won this fight already - doing it again for fun."
Play "You're in the wrong neighbourhood."
Play "Last warning: go home."
Play "See? You're part of the problem!"
Play "I like you better on paper, poster boy."
Play "Nice face - shame if something happened to it."
Play "I'll never be like this guy."
Play "So, uh... how about that weather?"
Play "You used to be cool."
Play "Yep... that went exactly how I didn't want it to go."
Play "Let's not do that again."
Play Jay laughs.
Play Jay laughs.
Play Jay laughs.
Play Jay laughs.
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P i c t u r e s
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Credits for the art goes naturally to NTDevont/Danzzila from deviantArt
Wandlore is quoted from Harry Potter Wikia and here
Most of the quotes listed under personality are dug up either from internet, song lyrics or books
Voice samples from a Riot Game's League of Legends character Ekko
We have a Skype group which is basically working as our OOC thread. Due to wanting to keep the threads clean on the most part, this is where all the planning and plotting takes place. Also, we like the feeling where everyone is present and quickly available. Once you've created a character in the roleplay, you receive an invitation from the GM to join the Skype group -- but only if you yourself feel comfortable accepting the invitation. Don't worry, we understand if you don't, and respect your decision.
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