Elodie felt the maids tap her lightly on the shoulder. She stirred, and awoke from her deep slumber. Despite just having woken up, her hair was still beautifully curled. She ran her fingers through it, pushing a few strands away from her face. The maids held out a tray for her that held her breakfast: a helping of juicy, smoked ham, eggs from the city in the White territory, and a warm cup of coffee that had been made to her taste; so that it would taste just like candy.

School was out for the day, due to the break. She wanted to go to the city today, to look for new things to buy. Though she was but a mere gold, her father was high up among their ranks. They lived in a large mansion that was just short of a castle. And Elodie got everything she ever wanted, which made her absolutely giddy.

Digging into her food, she savored the taste. She sipped at her coffee, and smiled. It was great to have a sugar rush in the morning. She had told the maids to drown out the bitterness of the coffee with sugar, chocolate, and creamer. A few minutes later, and her plate was wiped clean. She had eaten it all.

The maids took the tray away, and did a slight curtsy before walking off. Though they acted politely, they knew Elodie was thoroughly spoiled.

Getting out of her bed, Elodie's long, silver night gown glittered in the morning sun that shone through the window. She walked over to her closet, deciding to try something other than her usual gold and brown dress, and picked out a short, tight fitting green dress and a pair of black biker shorts to go under it.

She placed the clothes on a plush chair in her room, and went to her own bathroom.

After going through her morningly routine, Elodie decided to leave her hair down. She ran a brush through it, and smiled.

She slipped the clothes on, noticing how they flattered her figure. Without greeting her father, Elodie grabbed her goldish tan colored leather messenger bag and ran out the door, running up the street.

She stopped when she reached a crowd, a sign of being in the Whites' city. they all stared at her, but she wasn't bothered by them. They knew not to bother her. She was only a gold, a small step below them, but nevertheless, she showed respect. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Damion, the boy that attended the same magic school as her.

She frowned. Damion was better at magic than her, and she knew it. She hated knowing it, though. Trying to go past him unnoticed, she worked her way through the crowd, but it became impossible when a white pushed her to the side, knocking her into Damion. Her head made impact with his shoulder, and she rubbed the spot on her head where his shoulder had hit.

"Ouch," she said, frowning.

Username: Trancegirl

Name:Hannah Jalohn

Age:{How young can they be?}

Gender: Female
 
Heart Color & Markings: White, heart on her left palm, prism-like eyes
Seven Deive Words: 1~Witty, 2~Sharp-tongued, 3~Sensitive{to others}, 4~Intelligent-a fast learner, 5~Curious,6~Delicate, and 7~ Agile all-around

Appearance: Hannah is petite for her age, standing at about 4 foot 11. Lovely silver hair with natural blonde highlights (cut just below her ears) compliment her bronze colored skin. Hannah's eyes - although she manages to keep her ex
pression neutral most of the time- can be a dead giveaway, if you know her. Her prism-like eyes glint different colors in the light and reflect her emotions. Depending on what she is feeling, and how strongly she is feeling it, certain color flecks will appear and bounce in her eyes, or they may radiate slightly out from her pupils to the middle of her irises.


Other Important Information: Hannah isn't usually stuck up. She doesn't understand why people are judged by their "color". Most of the time she's nice, but sometimes her hereditary snobby-ness gets to her. Hannah tends to move the blame towards herself if something goes wrong {not involving her family}.

Lia tosses and turns her blonde hair envading every spot on her face as she perks out her lower lip and blows it least some of it out of her mouth as she quietly sigh's as she raises her free hand and tucks her hair behind her ear opening her eyes ocean blue everybody said Nobody could really understand her since she was born with a few brown markings on her head but was born blonde and blue eyed she thinks to herself,"Ugh I have to get up,Dont I?" as she uses her hands to sit up in her cot her eyes lingering in her very small brown apartment as she rubs her temples as she gets up and walks around her small bedroom without a door that leads into the livingroom she wispers to herself,"come on Lia time to wake up...gotta get ready for work of some sort." Lia was a odd job taker she would do anything anybody wanted to get some cash under her belt it was the only way of living that she knew as she rushes herself to get dressed in a brown tanktop that showed her sweet small hips with a matching brown skirt that hit a bit past her knee she rushes forgetting to even eat her breakfest before heading out into the world....the world of classes

Yukaria`s skin bristles as her bottled up magic trys to warn her that someone is watching her. She glances up and notices a young man only inches away staring at her with a puzzled look on his face. Yukaria couldn`t help sighing at her horrible luck with avoiding people today. She decides to at least look the new person she has happened to offend and instantly recoils at seeing him. This young man, upon closer observation, turns out be none other than Dalliac.

She tries to quickly hide the look of pure shock on her face and attempts to remove herself from his presence but for some reason she appears to be rooted to the ground. She knew it was dangerous to stay because surely the boy from her past would be able to recognize her but some indescribable feeling left her paralyzed. The most she could do was drop her head so as not to keep staring at his face.

The sound of Dalliac`s voice made her wince. She has tried to prevent a conversation but had obviously failed. She decides that there would be no harm in replying so she says,"You might possibly have seen me in the past but I doubt was significant enough for you to notice." She phrases this statement to come off as a sort of test to determine if he truly recognized the face that once belonged to a girl so attached to him despite his lower class rank.

(Mu just to let you know school is out for spring break)

The pain in Dalliac`s voice caused Yukaria`s eyes to sting with tears but she forced herself to hold them in. "I never meant to hurt you," she whispered,"but I could not stand to live another day under my parents. I wanted to tell you so badly what my plan was but I knew if I did you would only convince me to stay. I thought if I just left then you would loathe me so much you would forget me." The tears she fought so hard to hold in began freely streaming down her face."It crossed my mind to come back to you after 5 years but I happened to overhear my parents talking one night when I snuck into town about how my arranged husband had even given up the search for me. I knew then that my decision to leave was better than being married off to someone who I did not love and still have to see your face everyday...."

Yukaria tried to continue but she could not speak through the tears and sobbing. Finally she gave up and pulled Dalliac into her arms and buried her face in his chest. This was the only way she could manage to show that she needed and wanted him.

Lia quietly steps into a Large beautiful square of the city the glare of the sunlight raidiating off each white building with gold and silver shavings along each rim of the roof she absentmindly grabbed her hair and started to play with it as she saw somebody spray water on another woman she squinted her eyes trying to look at the figure but Alas she couldnt really see him and puffed for a second as she walks closer to the wet woman with a small quiet smile she says in a mother cooing voice,"Are you all right?" not sure if she was really intrested if she was all right since she noticed how she looked then realizing there was a man she was hugging one closer to her class then quietly steps back looking around the city almost blushing at the lucky couple she thought,"Maybe oneday I'll be lucky to find somebody to love me...." as she looks down at a second to examin herself small dainty hands and feet long legs very tiny waist and hips she was allways jealous of wemon that were fuller figures then her but that was the exspense of the higher class a black caste was nothing she could rot in a sewer and nobody would look for her or even care for her that brought a sudden pained look to her eyes as Lia trys not to get tears to swell from her eyes she suddenly started playing with her hair putting it up into a bun and tieing it there as she roams around the city hoping to find work

[thanks moka xD hahaha for the school thing]


[and lia was your char talking to mine O.o or a random couple ~~~lost :o]

(*pokes the forum* Where did everybody go?)

Sorry I poofed. School's been MURDER. }

((Requiem: I so know how you feel. School is a cold blooded killer.))

((I just finished my bios too. What timing. XD;

Shall intro soon.

On my phone so no special effects.))

(Let's get this rp alive again!)

((ahahahha was moving over to ya Mufruski but i realized who the guy character was and quickly left LOL))

[but lia thar was no guy character O.O bum bum bummmmmm. unless i missed something lol]