Cahel Alaric Javier Cyrus

[cahel]

The Puppeteer
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Age… 20
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The Puppet

Cahel Alaric Javier Cyrus

Nicknames… Cahel, Al, Jav (yav)
My Age… 736 –looks 27-
I Am A… male
I Like…

[/b] bisexual
I Was Born On…[/b] September 11
My Nationality… italian
I Am Part Of The… vampire
In School I’m A… science teacher
I’m Good At… Very good at martial arts and try to keep teaching fun and yet still hard.

The Loved
Well of course the science teacher would like science or else that would just be odd. Yes Cahel quite enjoys every aspect of science but chemistry is by far his favorite. Especially when he can find odd little ways to use it to annoy Kallen. He doesn’t know what he would do if he couldn’t find ways to get under her skin. Another favorite pass time is reading. Anything works for him in the most part but fantasy. Now that is where his heart trully lies. He likes to read out loud for Kallen and others to listen too. No it is not a love of his own voice bitches. Cahel’s specialty is martial arts. Tai chi, karate, kempo, bok fu do, and taekwondo are his main ones. But he knows a lot of other styles that aren’t so well known. And of course the bastard likes to teach. He does it for a living so naturally he loves it. And is last and final pass time, sleeping. Granted Kallen doesn’t let him do it all that often but when he can oh how he loves it.

The Feared
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The Attitude
Cahel is a pretty straight foreward guy. In the class room he likes to be as laid back as the students permit it and try to make the class interesting since he got bored too often in class. But he still has a strict side that the lazy students get the full blow of.

When out of school or not doing anything school like he is a pretty regular guy. He doesn't mind having a drink every now and then or going out with friends or co-workers. He is quite fond of his books especially reading outside on nice nights. He also like wandering around in the rain, it's his best friend.

The Past
Cahel was raised by his two pure blood parents and put through the best school imaginable. He graduted in the top five persent of the class and continued on to college where he took a lot of science classes. But he hadn't actually been thinking of being a teacher when he was in college. But when he graduated college he couldn't think of anything else he wanted to do.

Cahel started out teaching night classes for younger vampires but found they were not at the level he could have fun with and teach them new things with. So he went and applied to be a teacher at Dark Academy. He is now on his first year and so far is enjoying it quite nicely. He teaches Chemistry, Physics, Biology, and Geography.

The Family
Mother: Renemme (Rene) Father: Demitri - living in Italy

The Finale
The moon was new tonight so the deep darkness outside the plant made it easy for Abby to sneak up on the unsuspecting puppy. She could tell he was new to the blood but any werewolf would be a fun toy. She wanted to know more about the pack in this area and this wolf smelled far too much like one from them that she couldn’t help it. Abby jumped on his back and held one of her silver knives to his throat and whispered in his ear. “You are going to tell me what I want to know or else you are going to die.” The wolf reached around and tried to pull her off but Abby had expected it and linked her legs around his waist while a blade in the other hands slashed out and stabbed into the arm. The wolf howled and Abby whispered again. “Of course there is no promise you will live.”

Abby directed the wolf to go to an area against the building where she then pushed him down to the ground facing her. She was wearing her usual, plaid mini skirt with fishnet stockings and combat boots. But her shirt today was a simple black corset with some red plaid to match the skirt and black gloves and wristbands to go with the outfit. Her eyes glowed in the dark night as the silver blade flashed out and cut the lycan’s other arm just for fun. “Now then I want to know about your pack.” She said pacing a little away from the lycan. She heard him shift and looked back over her shoulder. “Running would not be smart. These blades are laced with silver, your wounds aren’t going to heal quickly.”

The lycan growled at her and Abby used one of her smaller throwing knives and it landed into his stomach. He howled in pain and Abby smiled her painted black lips. “Now you were saying?” The lycan glared at her as he tried to pull the blade out of his stomach. Swiftly she was next to him and caught his hand. “I wouldn’t advice that.” He slashed at her and Abby moved away. “Oh what fun you are.”

“I will not tell you anything.” He said through pants. The silver from the blade was there for a reason; silver hurt them like nothing else could, except for maybe death. “Oh you don’t want to tell me that.” Abby said pouting her lip a bit. “Then I would have to end this game faster and that would be no fun for me. I’d just have to go out and find another one of you.” The wolf looked at her shocked. “Oh did you think I was just going after one of you? Hardly.” Abby gave a laugh and swiftly cut the lycan’s leg through his pants so deep she was able to see the bone. “Now then. How many wolves are in your pack?”

He kept his mouth shut this time and Abby glared at him. “Not saying anything won’t save you.” Another knife landed in the man, this time just a hair from his sternum that guarded his heart. “I am in a playful mood but you are ripping me of it rather quickly. If you insist on being so stubborn why don’t you just shift and we can have some fun that way.” His eyes glared at her still. There were a very pretty shade of blue but Abby didn’t care at that moment. “Fine.” She threw another knife and this one hit him in the throat but it wasn’t a killing blow of course it also meant now that he couldn’t talk. “Now you have gone and upset me. I was really planning on getting information from you but since you insist on not helping I suppose I could just kill you. But that really isn’t so much fun.”

Abby moved a little away from him again, he wasn’t going anywhere so she wasn’t worried. “Your pack took something very dear to me years ago. I understand that it was before you were there, you aren’t old enough to know about it, but none the less since you took something from me, I will take something from them.” Abby threw another knife and hit him in the thigh. “But this will not be nearly as much fun for you as it is for me.” She appeared in front of him with a mad glint in her eyes. “You will hurt before you die.” She slashed opened his abs with the blade still in her hand and he howled for her. Of course that could call other wolves but she could tell there weren’t any others close by. “Yes scream, scream while you can.” Ripping the blade from his throat she stabbed it into the artery in his inner thigh.

Walking away again the vampire took a deep breath. Her hands were covered in blood and the smell was going to get to her. Of course it had been so long since she tasted a lycan. And since this one was here already why not have a small feast from him. Turning back to him thunder rolled overhead. She looked up and saw the storm clouds. “I guess this means I should hurry.” She stalked back to the lycan spinning the blade in her hand. “I hate ending my games in a rush. But it would seem that since you aren’t very talkative to begin with it doesn’t really matter.” She slid her fingers into the lycan’s hair and forced his head over exposing his neck. Baring her fangs she dug them into his flesh and sucked at the life essence that filled her mouth.

The metallic taste had a different flavor since he was a lycan and it could give her a really big rush if she drank too much. Taking just enough to fill her however she flipped the knife in her hand and stabbed it up between his legs. He would bleed out in minutes from a wound to that area. Pulling herself away from the sweet blood Abby backed up and pulled her knife with her making the blood flow faster from the wound. “Die mutt.” She said when he fell forward with fogged eyes. Walking over Abby pulled all of her knives from the man and cleaned them on his clothes. Always better to make sure the blades were clean before sheathing them. “Aren’t any of these beasts worth my time?” she growled looking down at the slightly twitching dead body. He had tried to shift at the end, how quaint.

~~Taken from WVRP character Tabbatha aka Abby. Yes she is one of mine. no this doesn't mean I'm anti-wolves lol. She is just my favorite one to post with on that site and her posts are freakin detailed as hell. ^^ and so I don't sound racist or anything (xD) here is another one from Abby!~~

The female vampire stalked to the other rolling the whip up as she went. “Oh I can think of many things that could make you wish for death from those pretty little lips.” Abby said getting close to the vampire and looking her in the eyes. “Oh yes many things.” Slowly Tabbatha backed up and began to circle the female in her shackles. After all, when a prisoner should always be a prisoner. “Yes that pretty face would loose its draw with what I am now planning to do to you.”

Abby continued to circle her like a wolf circling its prey. “Yes I think first I would slowly remove pieces of your skin exposing the muscles. Making them gleam with blood in the moonlight of my room from the windows in the ceiling. Then when all the flesh has been removed I would start to slowly, yes ever so slowly, start taking out nice meaty little chunks of muscle. Not all of it mind you. No that wouldn’t be any good.” Abby stopped pacing around her and went close their bodies almost touching. She stood behind the other vampire her mouth almost right next to her ear as she began to whisper.

“Then I would shut the blinds on my roof. Not all the way of course so that as the sun rose in the morning small parts of your body would get hit with the light making you burn. But I wouldn’t let you burn all the way. I would shut the blinds then and let you smoke. Not killing you. Yes certainly not killing you. At least not yet.” Tabbatha gave a nice bright laugh that didn’t in anyway fit with what she had just been saying for any normal person. Her laugh was innocent like a child in a toy store. She moved away from the vampire again and found her place at Omarion’s side again. Her eyes stayed on the vampire but her mind caught what the angels were now talking about. The werebeasts. This topic didn’t interest her in the least. Not like the one she now had playing in her head of the cute little precious vampire in front of her.
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