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Dejour

"The light is only pure.... Once you have seen the true darkness."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Erebus-Sky

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Name: Dejour Watyr
Alias: White Tiger
Age: 190
Apparent Age: 19
Gender: Female

Hair Color: Snowy White
Eye Color: Pale Grey
Height: 5'2
Skin Tone Paled, to a white not pink.
Build: Small but muscular, almost all of her body is cloaked behind layers of clothing. Some of it is unnecessary and only a attempt to try to look bigger and more intimidating.

Affiliation: Lawful good
Orientation: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Yeah right...

Clothes:
A usual white jacket to cover her body, under being the tight fitting black tee shirt.

Skills and Powers:

Almas: A light based attack, usually small and takes only a moment or thought to pull up. Only about the size of a small orange it's only made to stun or blind someone. Never a killing attack and the weakest of all of Dejour's moves.

Éabha: A summoning spell, where Dejour would summon one of her pacts. Her only current one is her Siberian Tiger. Summoning this creature and it will give her aid in battle. Only takes one round for it to summon properly without interruption.

Moringan: Aura magic. Where saying this word will give her a magic holy aura and heightened scenes. Along with being stronger, faster. Generally all things about her are upped one, including all of her magic.

Purity: Argued to say one of her most powerful attacks this of course has never been answered. Her body sends out a brilliant white light, physical as it hits someone or thing.
Usually in the shape of a tiger, it sometimes shifts if she is focusing on one of her partners. Say Aethon then it would be a unicorn, but aside from that the default is a tiger. This attack is almost sure to hit, simply because until the magic hits something it’s going to keep going after the targeted person.
It also depends on if she is able to get it off. It takes a couple turns to power it up; it works faster if she is in her shifted tiger form.
Weapon: Daggers of Tilgth
Weapon Skills: W.i.p.

Origin: Unknown

History:

Her story starts as a very young girl. Living in the same city as Pythius, and was elected the very same day. Before the two became elemental guardians of many realms, the two had a very close bond. Some might have said they even had a relationships of sorts. But as the days, months, years went by they grew apart. With Altiar, Aethon, and Camden joining the group the dragon and tiger slowly grew apart.
Camnden, the middle element slowly became the leader. Not that Dejour was against it the tiger was never a good leader, being a solo runner in both animal and person.
After leaving her position to Camden, Dejour has started to slowly drift from the group. Getting lost in Wing City with her natural horrible sense of direction. And is usually found in Gambits Bar. Although usually hard to talk to, should you get her to open up and even like you... You have a very loyal friend and protector.

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So begins...

Dejour's Story

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The chill of night rushed over the thin fabric of cloak the figure wore. Caught only by the movement of the figure it was worn by, the night with no better words. Was dead. The white headed figure glanced to the still very alive bar, standing statue like till it went to the door. A gentle push, and entrance was granted...

Dejour let light grey eyes wander the people. A horrible shudder running trough her body before starting to the bar counter. An almost robotic movement, something that needed to be done, and simply was. A gentle tap on the counter was her only calling to the bartender, hoping that they or anyone might respond and answer her questions.

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Dejour groaned, a strangled sound that was much like something that had just been to much. Whatever air that had been holding her spine straight and true, rushed out of her with the hefty sigh that broke out. Leaning over the counter, elbows supporting her body so that she simply didn't collapse over into a heap. "No service? What sort of ... Estate is this?" She frowned, behind the blanket of white hair considering asking someone...

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Dejour blinked, standing upright as she thought she herd someone speak to her. Or in her direction? Shaking off the feeling of her getting in trouble for letting her guard down as she looked over at Vexar Marques. "Oh. Well its

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Dejour blinked, standing upright as she thought she herd someone speak to her. Or in her direction? Shaking off the feeling of her getting in trouble for letting her guard down as she looked over at Vexar Marques. "Oh. Well it's disappointing that service here is either that unreliable or... Deaf." Her shoulder did a small jump as her version of a shrug, before speaking to Vezar again. "Pardon me. But might I ask what this place is?... And where we are?"

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Dejour didn't so much hate as how tall he was, simply envied it. "Saying we're here and there doesn't tell me much. Nor does it give me a accurate idea... You get it." Dejour didn't inquire about his gesture to the floors upstairs. Ignorance was bliss sometimes. Feeling as if this man had simply given her a little something to keep them talking, she took it. "What sort of work?" Her eyes glancing once to the orb, then back on Vexar. Instinctively focusing on what seemed like the larger foe.

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Dejour nodded her head slowly, having heard of odder jobs in her life so she wasn't about to ask why this man liked to play with the dead. Or why. Considering the way he put his words, she had a pretty good idea of what he might be trying to say. Her act cracked just a bit as he mentioned something along the lines of 'this place likes to move around'. A strange glow picked up behind her eyes as she quickly looked away from him. "Moves? What the fuck kinda place is this?" An exasperated sigh came from her before she glanced back up to Vexas. "So...That's all you can tell me? Sorry. I'm just a little bit lost..." Understatement.

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Dejour sighed gently, nodding her head slowly before she spoke. Her voice clearly stating that she had no idea what he had said, but wasn't about to go about and ask him. "Right. Thank you for your help anyway. I don't think I would have been able to go up to speak to someone..." A somewhat hollow laugh coming from her before she gave Vexar a much more convincing smile.

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Dejour laughed again shaking her head till white hair covered her eyes. "I went to the first place that seemed to have people in it. I'm just glad that I can understand people around here." Turning her eyes barely enough at the menu before staring at Vexar with woven together brows. "But... I don't have any money. I don't even know what currency they use... Or take."

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Dejour stared at him as he walked over to her, shifting uncomfortably in her seat at his sheer height. It nearly doubled her own, impressive as it was it was still intimidating. Along with the fact that Dejour really disliked people that towered over her, which included most people. "I can't accept money from you. I mean you've already answered my questions and..." "Are giving me company" was the unspoken words she uttered. "Besides with what I think your job might be... You need it."

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Dejour rose a brow at him, unsure of how to take this man anymore now that he had seemed to open up a bit more...? "You might? Meaning you might not? That's not the most reassuring thing I have ever heard..." She didn't mention his job again or ask about it. Only thinking his given job, sounded a lot like what she had been tossed into. "Order for me then? I don't really drink a lot." One hundred ninety, and still sober.

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Dejour didn't mind what he had ordered at all. In fact she liked it more than if she had gotten something like wine. Nasty, with a side of barf. "Order the whole menu? Do I look fat to you?" Bad choice of words, and Dejour regret it as soon as soon as the words had passed her lips. It went along into the lines of never ask a man what he thinks of your clothes. She sighed deeply, letting her eyes turn to the counter top. Resisting the urge to slam her forehead against it. "...Don't answer that..."

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Dejour shrugged, turning her face back up to him. "True enough... I don't need to eat that much though." Time to shut up about what she ate now. " Thanks... I think." Shaking her head furiously, sending her white hair up in a mess afterwards. "Anyway...Uh... How old are you?" Dejour had, and never would be good with conversation.

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Dejour took the food slowly as she began to eat the soup, staring at him not sure what to think of his age now. Having been a bit more happy when she simply had been clueless. "Uh. Kay..." Spoon hovering in the air to her mouth before she finally stuck it in her mouth. "That... Dibn't welp munch." Speaking a little bit slurred due to the spoon still in her mouth, she was by far to confused at what he had said to care much though.

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Dejour froze, spoon once again hovering in the air for a moment before it returned to the bowl. Dejour sighed gently, letting her hair cover her face as she blushed. Simply because she had yet to think of that question. "I... Guess I don't know. I lost my friends on the way here. I'm guessing they'll be here sometime... I don't have a plan for the mean time. Survive?" Giving him a lame grin before quickly stuffing her face with soup again. Trying for an excuse not to speak as she flustered over the question.

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Dejour stared at the orb for a moment, not sure about it as she nodded to him. "Tiger..." For now that was what she went by, till at least her friends made it here safely. Not fazed by the way he fell, she shrugged turning back to her small bit of food and going at it. "Could have been worse..." She shrugged.

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The door opened slowly, a cold air brushing past the people that sat just a little bit to close to it. A small chill running down those poor peoples spines. A hooded figure slowly wandered in on light feet, apparent it was taking a moment to look around before treading deeper.

Dejour slipped her hood from her head, glancing around again without the bother of being half blinded by her hood. Sigh falling from her lips as she took a seat at the bar, not bothering to look around for a bartender. Should someone wish to serve then she would ask. But now it was simply to much bother to try to call upon someone, exaustion hung heavy over the small seemingly lost girl.

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The white tiger slowly crept into the bar, ears folded back in what most would consider a very cute way. Even if it easily seemed like the tiger had a frown on it's face. If such a thing was even possible. A brown bag was being dragged by its mouth in a very sluggish manner.

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The white tiger slowly crept into the bar, ears folded back in what most would consider a very cute way. Even if it easily seemed like the tiger had a frown on it's face. If such a thing was even possible. A brown bag was being dragged by its mouth in a very sluggish manner.

Dejour slowly made her way trough the bar, ignoring the uncomfortable glanced while she wandered into the bathroom. A few short minutes passed till a human female slowly wandered back out. Half heartedly trying to pat down her platinum white hair. Brown bag that the tiger had was slung over her shoulder, resting gently on her hip.

She slowly gave a glance around the bar, breathing out slowly and wandering to the bar. Wondering if she was going to get service, but somehow doubting the whole concept of being able to buy something.

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Dejour slowly glanced over at Edward, her eyes dull and emotionless for a moment. Viewing him for a moment as a hindrance. Just like that other man she had meet a few months ago.

Finally forcing a smile that seemed just a little to strained. "Oh. If that was interesting to you... you obviously don't get out enough." Shrugging her shoulders, giving up on ordering a drink and slipping over the counter, grabbing herself a bottle of something and slipping back over to her bar stool. "You haven't seen anything." Her tone almost sounded promising, no hint of a lie in there.

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Dejour rose a skeptical brow, snorting before opening her bottle. "Oh? Can you shift back and forth as you will? From... The way you said it I somehow doubt that you are able to do that part. And if you are unable to, then how did you manage to become human again?" Crystal blue eyes glanced over at him, the same ones that the tiger had a few moments ago.

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Dejour shook her head slowly, offering a small smile. "No thank you. I have my own." Raising the drink she had taken before. Although it saddened her, she didn't plan on paying for the bottle. "Why... Might I ask did you come over? Was it just my shifting ability that caught your eye?" Dejour gave a rough shake of her head, rubbing her eyes gently as she sighed realizing that she was being very rude. "Sorry.. I'm a little out of it..."

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Dejour nodded her head, glancing down at his hand and sighing. Giving his hand a quick short shake and a small smile. "You can call me White. Nice to meet you... Carnby." Shrugging her shoulders once, hoping he didn't catch onto the fact that wasn't even her real name. Unlike the other man, this particular one put her on edge. Perhaps it was just her, maybe it was just her. Dammit all.

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Dejour frowned at the counter, staring at it for a few moments and sighing deeply. "I... Travel. Is... Really the easiest way to explain it." Shrugging her shoulders, and letting out a grumbling sigh. "What do you do? Considering your hands it has to be something with hard labor..." Stating it, more than asking.

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Dejour never faltered in her frown. "I see... So the point of that job is? Sorry. I've never heard of one of those before so I'm not all that clear on such." Shrugging her shoulders again, sliding the bottle away from her. Not so much in the mood to drink, in fact the bottle hadn't even been opened. "Luck out? With getting boring things? Or... Well more amusing things?"

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