[Well, she can't be, not really. O____O Agh, I hate intros when they're late into an RP. I need something good, an idea for a really fantastically epical intro. TT.TT I'm rambling here...]

[EDIT: Ah, wait...darn, actually, may I make another charrie? It's Give me two moments...]

- Name -

Haden/Félix Lefèvre

- Age -

19

- Gender -

Male

- Eye Color -

Félix's eyes while in his gargouille form are red, without any white. His eyes as a human are a bright green flecked with gold.

 

- Species -

Human

- Deion -

- Personality -

Félix is the type of boy who does not enjoy violence or pain of any sort. His temperment is gentle and kind and he makes a point of helping those in pain. Though not shy in the least, Félix rarely speaks and prefers to let the conversation just wash over him, chiming in when needed.

- Crush -
Kioko Fuurin

- Abilitys [2] -

Félix has the ability to transform into a gargouille and to use the power of Gargoyle's touch, which can turn objects and people into stone.

- Weapons -
None.

- History -

... 

-Other -

((That's fine... I was actually thinking about Zincs ability... But... Eh. ANYWAYS. Aw. Kioko has an admirer. xD

I'll time skip if its easier, and if no-one minds, naturally. This days almost over anyway... Need to wait on Nylat though. She kinda got herself grounded. :3 She'll be able to post though, its the weekends she'll have a problem with.))

[That would be nice. Eh, I added a guy since it seems there are a lot of girls...if I'm not mistaken. o3o

And FYI, Félix is french. ♥]

(( Cool. Thanks Kuro. *sighs* FInally. We've decided on a power for him..... Ugh. *dies* ))

Kane sighed, staring off into the darkening sky. He had climbed a tree in some remote forest and decided to spend the night there. It made no difference. He wouldn't be able to sleep it away, like so many other people in the world. He sighed and twirled a small knife in his hands.  He gently drew it across the back of his hand, watching as beads of blood started to well from the invisble cut he had made in his skin. He smiled slightly and licked the blood away. He turned back to the sky and jumped down from the tree, sticking his hands back into his black jean pockets and continuing his onward walk towards wherever his feet took him.

[I think I killed the RP for the moment. Oh, and I'll put my intro here in a sec.
@Kuro: I need you ter post on our RP :c]

The black low-flying creature skimmed over the waves, wings held taut to catch the sea air. A small girl clung to it's back tightly, eyes screwed up with fear. The girl gave an involuntary noise when the beast dipped downwards to the water.

'Félix! What are you doing!' the girl cried, clenching her arms around his scaly neck even more tightly.

Félix just grinned and extended one long black forearm, letting one long finger slice through the water lazily. 'Aren't I entitled to some fun?' he asked impishly, spraying the girl -Jesca- with seawater. 'Seeing as I have to carry your bulk all over the place.'

'Oh, come on Félix.'


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Suddenly, Jesca pulled herself upright and pointed somewhere to Félix's left. 'Look, over there. I think I see something!'

The gargouille swung his head around and stared off into the distance. 'Jesca, I think your eyesight's going. We're no more than a few hundred meters from a beach. I see people too.' He flapped his right wing and banked left, then both to straighten himself.
'I'll head there now.'

[[Zinc: HE CAN NEVER BE AS FABULOUS AS ME.

 gonna wait for Nylat before posting as the dudes. and hey, Zinc is human. ish. he's a man-shaped thing. way more fabulous and normally human compared to the spider twins.]]

 Sh'Yama was in the process of accosting a small and nasally child over the presence of her cloak when Kioko ran up, out of breath and concerned. She released the child and cleared her throat, turning to the young pyro. "Nothing of dire circumstances, dear Kioko. Something of mine has been misplaced. My cloak, actually. Have you seen it? It is quite uncomfortable to be without it." She rubbed her arm, making an irritated noise in the back of her throat.

It was always a pleasure to see Maya and her beautiful wings, and Yama cracked a small smile at her approach. "Oh, miss Maya. I did not mean to alarm quite so many. My cloak is missing. Perhaps I have overreacted." Her ex
pression didn't say that she thought she had, but there was a little bit of concern over worrying others there, under her scowl. "I left it before going in the water... it was right here. Somewhere." She kicked up a bit of sand and crossed her arms over her chest. "Are there any sticky-fingered members I need to know about?"

Dravius snorted skeptically at Raphael's question about Wolf, crossing his long arms in front of him. I thought we came here to enjoy ourselves, but how can everyone with you worrying?" He laughed slightly as he was shoved, staggering back. His white hair held back by the tie stood out in a rings of stiff, salty spikes that graced his neck as he stretched, scratching behind his ear. "Raphael, before I go, I noticed something this morning," He said, catching Raphael by the sleeve of his red shirt, pointing to his hair and saying, "My hair's growing out black."

If you were tall enough to see the top of Dravius's head, it was true, that a good bit of his roots were a deep black, and his original hair colour. "Hmmph. As soon as my hair's all the same colour, it starts growing the opposite," He joked, tugging on a peice of hair that hung around his ears, tucking it behind his left one. "I bet as soon as it's all black, it'll turn white again," Dravius said as he walked away, blinking in the darkening day. Turning towards the beach again, Dravius dug his feet into the cool sand and trotted over to Yama just soon enough to hear something about sticky-fingered members. "Uhm, I know of quite a few, but only one was on the beach today. Her name's Heather, and she's got red hair. Heather might have taken your cloak, but she has the habit of taking something, getting bored with it, and then hiding it. Unless someone saw where she put it, she'll be the only one who can tell you where it is, and it's likely that she's either hiding, or slinking around somewhere. If you can find a kid named Mordecai, he can probably tell you where she is. He's a bit of a stalker on Heather. Mordecai has brown hair, and is short, about four six." Dravius said, all very quickly.

"Although I'll have to ask that if you do catch her, I don't want to have to administer any stitches or casts, alright?" Dravius added, with a slightly raised eyebrow. "And I don't doubt that you will catch her eventually," The Co-master said, waving a small insect away from his face, and tracing a circle in the wet sand with his toes.

((I'm not planning to play as Heather, but I just thought it would be fun to drag her in....))

((Ah darn it. I fergot. I'll post as soon as I'm done here, and thanks Det~ And I know, Gravy~ <3 :3))

Raphael snorted at Dravius in return, before replying to his comment. "Eh, Dravius, I'm not worrying THAT much... Besides, it's my job to worry," He frowned, about to leave when he felt the Co-Master drag on his shirt. "Hm?" He murmered, turning back to the white haired kid, blinking. "Eh... Interesting," He laughed. "I do wish it would make its mind up, I've gotten kinda used to you looking like this,"

He watched Dravius leave with a slight smile, then headed down to the beach, pausing when he spotted Wolf and Maya, the butterfly winged teen leaving at the sight of him. On a whim, the tall blonde made his way over to the blind girl, crouching slightly before asking if she was okay. He frowned at her silent answer, then sighed. In one move, he grasped both of the girls arms and gently lifted her to her feet. "Alright. Come with me," He said, glancing at the girls pale features before heading back towards the vans.

~~~

Julian, who had continued around the fields without much of an aim, stopped not too far from Tara, a slight frown on his face. "What is it with the new people and wanting to be on their own, hm?" He asked, loud enough that the girl with the laptop would hear.

Honestly, they all seemed to be exactly the same these days. Join the Circus, then stay away from everyone. It was, essentially, an impossible thing to do. Julian sighed, then ran a hand through his dark, jet black hair. 

~~~

"Not alarmed, just curious," Maya replied once she'd got within range of Yama and Kioko, throwing each of them a friendly smile, looking back at Yama with a raised eyebrow. Oh, she was yelling because of her cloak?... Well, atleast she hadn't been attacked or anything, though Maya seriously doubted anyone would be stupid enough to do such a thing. Yama's appreance was probably enough to put anyone off mugging her.

"Ah," She murmered, glancing around, only focusing her gaze back on the much taller female at the question ragarding the other members. She bit her lip, then glanced skyward, a thoughtful ex
pression on her face as she thought over the question.  She barely had time to answer when Dravius, as always, came out of nowhere and answered first. She glanced at him, then frowned, turning her attention over her shoulder, and watching as Raphael led Wolf back to the vans.

Wolf grimaced as he touched her and nearly drew away. But she needed his support, knowing she could hardly stand on her own. Having lived alone and lived being hated for most of her life, she was unaccustomed to kindness.

(( Sorry. Braindead. ))

[[It's because they all hate you Julian. D;]]

"Very well, I don't mean to alarm people." That was a lie, and a very thin one, as she actually seemed to look happier while she was apologizing instead of guilty. Sh'Yama's warm smile cracked into one more crooked at Dravius's explanation for her missing item. "Four six?" She couldn't imagine having to look down the whole time she was looking for the stupid Heather woman.

But then, she was usually looking down at people. Physically and mentally. But the arrogance wasn't such a pain in the neck. She growled at him. "How will the child ever learn not to touch things that are not hers if I don't break her fingers?" She said this calmly, as if explaining something that was so rational and logical that nobody could ever disagree.

"But if it's just stitches and casts you're worried about, I can arrange a different punishment." He hadn't said anything about bruises. Or letting the thief live. She mimicked Dravius's raised eyebrow. "Eventually? Boy, I will catch her before the sun goes down. And if I happen to find her somewhere that isn't crowded, located far from the rest of the circus, I might string her up in a tree. Someone else will find her. Eventually." It was hard to tell if she was joking, and the dark smile that accompanied this statement probably didn't help ease anyone's mind.

"Well, I'm off to find this... Mor-Duh-Ky." She spit out every syllable like a child would when whining about something they don't want to know. "If you see the small midget boy who stalks the Thieving Red Haired Wench, please point him in my direction." She paused, wondering if the boy would find her an intimidating person. "Perhaps drag him in my direction." She finished, nodding, and started to stride gallantly in a random direction.

 [[It's okay Julian, I like you.]]

"Yama, please don't kill anyone. She's already missing fingers from other thefts, and if you catch her, bring her back, and she'll be kicked out of the Circus. She's gotten multiple warnings, and frankly, I've been trying to get rid of her ever since she took half the keys off my piano." Dravius muttered, crossing his arms. "His van's the one that looks like patchwork. Watch the back door, he can see through walls." He called after Yama, watching her stride away. Yawning slightly, he turned to Maya and smiled.

"You wanna take a walk?" Dravius asked, his smile slightly sheepish. "How's your vacation so far?" He added, tugging on a lock of white hair with the last two fingers of his hand, his black roots seeming to grow with the shadows of the setting sun, the hair in his tie standing out in the dimming light.

Selvai was still watching Diresa splashing in the waves when a dark blur caught his eye.  Squinting, he had to rub his eyes and bl
ink to make sure he wasn't hallucinating from heatstroke.  Seeing everyone else busy with their own concerns, he took it upon himself to investigate, and made his way back down to the beach near where the dark blur was.

This close to it, Selvai confirmed that he was not hallucinating, and that there was, inded, a large gargoyle flying above the waves, with a young girl clinging to it's back.  

Quickly looking over the members on the beach and in the water, Selvai noted who was where and what he knew of their powers, in case the creature was hostile.  There was always the possibility the gargoyle and the girl it carried merely wanted to join the circus, but he refused to simply as.sumed the best and hope things turned out the way he wanted.

Diresa and Kanec were close to it, but he knew from experience Diresa could protect herself, and he as.sumed the other shifter would have some sort of fighting experience.  Battle had never been his strong suite, but he only needed to keep the creature from harming anyone, if it came to that.  His eyes following the gargoyles movements, Selvai began to prepare a binding spell, waiting to see what would happen.