Broken and Abused, Misled and Confused - Augustus Giovanni's Ex Wife
Bi - A lost cause - Confused, Lost, Insecure. Been hurt one too many times, those of you interested better be prepared for some extra baggage.
Who Am I...
This is who I am, No front or facade, I am lonely, lost, and unforgiven, For more things than I care to say, If you save me, I'll be forever yours, I promise. A lover, Warchief, Mother, Widow, Bitch. Warlady Delilah Rousseau Oddman Dracul Bloodwalker Equinox Giovanni
My Story Is...
Born alone, forever alone. That is my story.
I'm starting over new in this cold dark world. Born a vampire, my family abandoned me, or perhaps they were killed. I have no recollection of where I am from or anything from my past. I'm shy, but deadly, very powerful and crazed. I wont hesitate to kill, though I prefer staying alone in my shadows.
When I first came here I was on a mission to find out who I am. Two years later I returned with a name and a plan. My goal in life? To protect Seras Victoria Oddman, I may not be hired as her bodyguard, but I sure as hell make a good one. I protect her and she is my dearest friend. I hold those close to me who deserve it, for those of you who piss me off, back off and be prepared.
Now...I am a mother, a lover, a warrior, and general. Locked in this hell hole, hearing and listening, always listening. But I will return... Mother of Elexia Cecillia Bloodwalker and Aaron Alexander Equinox.
Lord Daniel Plainview - (The strongest bond.)
Luna White - (Sisterly bond, love connected.)
Seras Victoria Oddman - (Bond of protection.)
Alexander Equinox - (By the exchange of blood only.)
Frank Martin - (Possessive claim)
Ditmer - (Her familiar.)
Iris Nejem - (Her familiar.)
I am untouchable, don't come near me. Don't try to start a relationship with me. Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Don't look at me. Don't fuck with me.
Mother of the last Equinox in this dimension. History has a way of repeating itself, after all it's a small world. As recently known, was the previous "deceased" Duchess of Tuscany back in the early 1400's before being acquired as a lover by Augustus Giovanni. History shows that they have known each other for almost 1,000 years in the making.
Officially back with Augustus Giovanni, permanently as has been recently instated through various bonds. Thoughts have begun to return to the old vampiress, thoughts of killing and remembering. There was one from long ago... Athena Rousseau. A cousin perhaps? Memories from the past return leaving Delilah with the thought of murdering her uncle - a shapeshifter - also known as Athena's dad, and taking over the throne. Perhaps this is why she left for Italy... Something other than desire to be la Duchessa de Tuscany led her to Italy. The story still seems to remained locked up within the darkest spots of her mind..
Once she had killed off Frank and kidnapped Nelly Zagurian, Romulisk (Previously known as Romulus Bloodwalker) held her captive and demanded Augustus exchange Delilah for Nelly. However, in her captivity, she was tortured by the 12 plagues of Oma'sh repeatedly, thousands of times bringing her closer to the brink of death. Due to Alexander Equinox-Zagurian's experience in the scientific field, she is slowly becoming herself once again. Frank Martin has arose from the dead, but Delilah has done something to him... something abnormal that a vampiress of her age would normally not do. What happened remains to be a secret...
Your darkest desires.
Words to describe me: Sensual, quiet, seductive, dark and mysterious, everything you'll ever want and more.
Voice: Angellic and soft, flows like a river, sounds like a summer wind, gentle and sweet, soothing and calming.
Hair: Black and long, sometimes curly sometimes straight, depends on my mood.
Eyes: Hazel. They appear green whenever I am happy, brown when I am sad, red when I am thirsty or mad.
Height: 5'7" - Elegant and ideal, matches who I am, my personality, and what I do.
Weight: 115 - A good weight that matches my body, perfect for who I am and what I need to do.
Attire: A loose shirt and skinny jeans most of the time, boots. Underneathe black lace for those who's minds wish to wander.
Age: 2,678. However, she stopped aging at 18.
Weapons beyond your wildest imagines.
A collection of knives and daggers as well as a sword.
My knives and daggers are hidden in my boots and my sword is attached to my waist.
MGL/M-32 Grenade Launcher - lightweight 40 mm semi-automatic. It's a 6-shot grenade launcher, easy to carry and dispose of.
The Zeleski Revolver - 600 Nitro Express Zeliska Revolver. It weighs on average about 6 kilograms. One of the largest handguns, but very versatile. Deadly to most.
M2 Machine Gun - Fires 1,200 rounds per minute. Not the smallest, not the largest, but it's easy to use and handle.
AA12 Shotgun - A powerful automatic shotgun, the AA12 fires 300 rounds per minute. Powerful and deadly, it is her favorite out of all of her guns.
With time my powers increase and enhance, building and getting stronger.
Invulnerability - I cannot be harmed by mere weapons alone.. Immune to most diseases. However, the only time I am at my weakest is during the day, or lack of 'nutrients'. Bullets and wounds are only a mere distraction as I can heal quite quickly.
From such wounds, I feel very little pain. However, hit me with something made of pure silver and I will be weakened, even despite my healing abilities.
Heal - I can heal almost any wound and, if I am close enough to you, I can heal you as well by placing just a simple kiss on your wound. Or, depending on who you are, I can lick the blood/wound and it will heal by my touch.
Sight and Hearing - I don't have to exactly have my eyes open to see everything laid out in front of me. I have a very unhuman vision which allows me to see anything and everything that is in the same room as I myself am in. As well as this, I have very good hearing, I can hear even the littlest whispers if I wish. Selective hearing comes in handy when I wish to ignore someone, even then I can hear what they're saying, I just tune them out.
Shapeshifting - I can turn into a wolf, cat, fox, or owl when it's necessary. When I wish, I can turn into a dust cloud and float through the air, though rarely will this form be used.
Hypnose - Those I have bitten, or become attached to, I can go in their mind for just a moment. Or, if preferable, I can look them directly in the eye and control them for but a brief period of time. Also, I can also take their memories if they allow it.
Power of Seduction - A heightened sexual appeal to people of the opposite sex. My eyes draw those in who allow it, warm and welcoming, the secrets I contain make it hard for many to actually resist. Enhanced by beauty.
Illusions - Also able to create illusions which will appear as close to reality it gets. Not used very often, as I find it manipulative and wrong.
Two stones granted to me by Alexander Equinox-Zagurian. One being blue, another red. They provide energy and healing. Originally belonged to his mother.
My Secrets Are...
Secrets for a reason
Weaknesses which I shall not mention, you'll find those out as you befriend me or fight.
Do you welcome death as I do?
Everyone I've ever loved has died. Simply the warning is do not fall for that which can kill you.
Everything is a lie.
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Garrett continued with his "research" without taking any real notice to the woman watching him. He took a picture here and a picture there to seem less suspicious and after twenty minutes or so he started walking towards the exit.
As he got out the waterdrops fell wildly and he almost started running across the street to get into his car. As he was in his car he withdrew the pictures in the camera to his laptop.
He stepped outside the car again and walked into an alley where he threw the camera into a container. As he turned around to walk to the car again three men stood in front of him each one of them holding a knife in their hand.
John lets out a low chuckle, as if he finds the statement as hilarious as anything else when shot back and asked of him. This is a man with nothing to lose, someone who has been stepped on and fucked over and beaten so that others can accomplish their goals. He's a long way past running, and he would never dream of it.
"Nah, luv. 'M resigned to me fate. The best 'o us 'r, at the end 'o it all. I don't mind so much, not anymore."
Sounding every bit like the masochist he's not (as while he accepts pain, he draws no pleasure from it), John polishes off his glass before getting a G'N'T to spice things up a bit. He studies her in silence, as if he knows she will have more questions. He's quite perceptive, smarter than given credit for. But since he often acts the fool, another strategist might see straight through his lazy facade.
Garrett O'Connor walked down the crowded streets of New York city with one goal in his mid. He walked towards the museum to get information about the coming night's heist. He was going for "Poseidon's Eye" A blue pearl as large as an apple. This was the museums finest item with an emphasis on was.
He stepped inside the museum having a camera hanging around his neck. This he used to take pictures of camera positions, entries and exits.
Garrett was a quite young and handsome man. He had shorter dark blonde hair, green almost emerald colored eyes, a stubble of beard and a quite muscular body build. He wore a pair of dark grey jeans, a tank top and a beige jacket.