Name: `Euthalia De` Allegra
Alias: `Euth - Deedee
Titles: The Enslaved - Beauty - The Beast
Age: Appears Early Twenties
Race: Czechoslovakian - German
Species: Succubus
Height: 5'6
Weight: Unknown
Body Structure: Lithe - Supple
Main Occupation: Seducer - Possessor
Minor Occupation: Slave
Classification: Demon
Style of Choice: Common - Simple - Royal
Languages: Common - Demonic - Drow - Undercommon - Russian - German
Relationships:
Alek-Shi - Master
Intelligence: Average
Power: High
Charisma: Extremely High
Dexterity: High
Agility: Extremely High
Magic: Extremely High
Current Location: Gambit's Bar
Current Home: Where ever her master is
Companions:
Relationship Status: Single
Orientation: Bisexual
Disabilities:
1. Very lustful and tends to suffer from sexual frustrations. A.K.A grumpy
2. Bound to her current master until he can set her free
3. Rather violent and sadistic.
Family:
Most of kinship is unknown to her
Voice Wave: Tee hee!
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`Euthalia
[quote]I'll be waiting and watching for another one of your slip ups, Alek...then I'll get you back..[/quote] Chains of any kind can be broken over time...she'll be free one day...
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Description
So begins...
`Euthalia's Story
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The woman pushed the door open with ease, a thick wooden cane in one hand while the other one pushed upon the wheels of her wheelchair. Red brown hair, soft baby blue eyes, and a face young as ever, the woman looked around as she adjusted the blanket that hugged over her legs to keep them warm and safe. With only wearing a heavy brown leather jacket over her teal green wife beater top, Euthalia rolled her way in carefully before placing the cane within a wide bag that hung off the back of her wheelchair. She used both hands now to push herself about before wheeling up towards an open square table and reaching over her head to fumble around in her bag.
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The young woman's eyes always looked watery and pout looking, as if she were about to cry or had emerged from water. It was unique, yet oddly enchanting in a weird way if one were to look close enough. Back against the fire, she enjoyed the welcoming fire and its light before grabbing a thick journal and a common click pencil from the pockets of her leather brown jacket. Clicking it for a moment, Euthalia gazed at the graphite before resting the journal upon the table and opened it carefully. Notes, information, and mostly a log book, the journal was her main source of activity that kept all that she needed for study and simple reminders. Flipping through the pages, she managed to find an empty page, clean with blue lines and began writing "Today, a common day, was for once not disturbed by visions and reoccurring nightmares. Peace and bliss are a blessing for me this day.."
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"Although I awoke not in London, which is rather normal now, this happens to be the first time I have ever awoken within another realm. I have had dreams, nightmares, visions..that sort of thing of other realms and whatnot, but never have I left the city of London..physically that is. Obviously, it is at high reasons on whom the finger is being pointed at, yet Averna speaks not of such things..nor knows nothing of this realm.." she scribbled down. Perking up, Euthalia waved towards a waitress whom was quick to take her order of a hot cup of tea and a blueberry muffin before returning to her notes. "So now...I am here, alone and ignorant. Obviously the currency seems to be the same, yet I know not the time, location, or era I am in. I will have to abandon my personal solitary confinements for once and ask around..the very thought sends a chill down my spine.."
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`Euthalia bowed her head in thanks towards the waitress before taking a sip of her tea and feeling her tense body ease up somewhat. [i]"Although I could simply stay within my shell and figure my own ways of returning home, Averna seems all the more excited to explore and venture about. Euthalia kept the entity under control though, persuading and tricking the thing into silence, yet the cripple could still detect the presence of her in the back of her mind. Watching..and waiting.
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Nibbling upon the blueberry muffin and enjoying the warmth it gave her within, the woman stared down at her own writing and frowned as she wrote something quite random. "I hate my own handwriting..." "I hate it too..maybe you should write something in latin to make it more beautiful?" said a voice within her mind. Euthalia frowned, ignoring Averna's words before taking another sip of her tea and returned to her journal entry. "I am not sure if I wish to return to London just yet...the thoughts of adventure and being out in nature seem to simply make my back ache at an instant, but the change in scenery is a welcoming sight to behold and it's not every day that someone such as myself gets the chance to take upon new sights...maybe this will inspire me to write something new..."
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"You ignore me like a wailing child within a Dumpster Euth`...you should know better.." the voice echoed within her mind. She simply ignored the entity to write more within her journal. "If I am to go exploring, I should really comprehend a travel package of some sort. Something that explorers seem to have. Of course I will need a much larger bag to hold things...I shant not need weapons since I can defend myself quite well...a map might be of use.." she scribbled down as she began taking another sip of her tea. DON'T IGNORE ME! Suddenly, an unseen force, may it be waves or a sonic boom is to still be unknown, yet the table Euthalia sat before was quick to throw itself across the room and smash against the wall, splinters flying before falling to the ground. The thunking sound of someone being struck by the thrown table was heard, the then thump of their body falling to the ground.
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The woman frowned as the howls of disdain and rage filled her mind, as she simply gazed upon the other patrons who glared at her with confusion. She simply gave them a lazy grin, eyes glazed over in a daydream like state before resting her hands in her lap and frowning. "That was completely uncalled for.." she hummed in her mind lazily. "You're ignoring me! Don't ignore me!" Averna wailed like a banshee before another pulse of energy picked up a nearby empty chair and threw it across the room right next to the broken table. "Really?! How am I to explain to the owner that they now have damaged property?!" she snapped back. "Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it!"Averna hissed in retaliation.
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`Euthalia sat within the well lit bar of Gambit's Bar. She sat before a table, a nice platter of eggs and bacon with a tall glass of orange juice fresh squeezed right next to it. She held a newspaper in her lap, leaning back against her seat while turning a page and giggling at the funnies. A bit of toast was picked up as she placed the newspaper upon the table to pick up some toast smeared with blackberry jam. Humming somewhat, Euthalia brushed a bit of her brown hair from her freckled face as she sipped some of her juice and grinned. Another uneventful morning, another peaceful and welcoming night of no nightmares...that and a hardy breakfast that she could keep down for once. Good damn day so far!
`Euthalia turned another page, leaning forward just in time to catch a bit of egg falling off her fork and skimming some bit of information about galactic wars. "Never could actually understand inter-space and time travel...bunch of drivel and hog wash, yet being here and not knowing even the date makes me one to talk doesn't it?" she mumbled softly to herself while chuckling. She took another sip from her orange juice before turning her attention more towards Locale News stories and the weather.
`Euthalia sat before a table, eyes soft blue as she held a book in her lap. She was in an idle mode of bliss right now, reading The Brother's Grimm for the millionth time and still remembering each and every single tale. She turned a page, a cup of hot tea upon the table that smelled of honey and cinnamon wafted its strong scent around her. Low thumpings and grumblings of Averna sleeping within her mind put her even more at ease as she relaxed in her wheelchair with slack movements before shoving the large book upon the table right next to her cup of tea.
`Euthalia tapped upon an old typewriter within the well lit area of the bar. Glasses resting upon the bridge of her nose and the tick tick ticking sounds of delicate fingers pounding softly against buttons were easily drowned out by conversations and clamorous of folks doing their own thing. Eyes darting slowly back and fourth, the woman within the wheelchair as a hot cup of tea rested right next to the typewriter.
`Euthalia sat around the three fourths empty bar this morning. A thick bit of blanket wrapped around her arms while her brown leather jacket was stuffed lazily into the back of the bag attached to her wheelchair. She had a newspaper spread out upon the table while a strong mug of coffee was held between her hands. The warmth and the smell of it awoke the cripple somewhat, eyes red and dark rings around them due to a rather stressing night. Averna tried to take over again, and of course her system of skill always started with nightmares and needles being shot into her legs. Somewhat grumpy this morning, Euthalia simply shrugged off last nights events and simply sipped some of her coffee while turning the page in the Wing City Locale.
`Euthalia felt her ears perk up somewhat as she spoke in ancient tongues, insulting Cordan's friend at an instant in the ancient dialects. She slowly turned her head to cock it to the side and frown. "Don't be so quick to judge upon others just because of what age they were sacrificed at..." she snapped softly while staring back at the both of them. "You should really tell your companion to speak up..or at least not talk through his nose so much. It's hard to understand someone like that.." she said as she turned her head back around to sip her coffee.
`Euthalia ignored the man's empty bragging and shrugged. "Then obviously you are still far behind if you can not control them properly. Yet who am I to say what you're doing is correct? I can barely keep mine in line either.." she hummed softly while taking another sip of her coffee. "Either way, please keep your voice down so we do not wake up my....'better half..'" she said with a chuckle. Euthalia turned a page in her newspaper before leaning forward to read upon the comic strips and be somewhat entertained by the childish comedy.
`Euthalia didn't answer at first, reading the obituaries and whatnot seemed to distract her, yet she perked up and placed her mug upon the table. "That sort of information is rather classified and I'd prefer that Averna tell you herself when she is in a ripe mood to speak in riddles and whatnot.." she said bluntly before taking a dark side glance at the two of them. Euthalia took another sip from her coffee, enjoying the warmth and taste of it as she gave a deep sigh. Aside from the stressful night, she enjoyed the cold mornings around the bar. She had finally managed to obtain a room in the Wing City library, a little spot to call home so to speak. Until she could manage a way to return to her logical and realistic realm of good ol' London, she might as well get situated enough before studying and whatnot.
`Euthalia leaned forward and sniffed the man. He smelled of garbage, alcohol, and blood. Blinking lazily, she reached over her head to pull out a black med-kit. She opened it up and began fumbling around as she pulled out a tiny orb. The bubble seemed to radiate energy, the rainbow mass of it solidifying into a black orb that floated inches away from her fingers. She was quick to toss the orb at the man as it was happy as ever to sink itself into his chest. The results would be quite painful, but it seemed that the said black orb literally began ripping away at his wounds, revealing fresh healthy skin underneath before yanking itself out of his chest and leaving behind a rather nasty rash upon where it entered. She stared at him carefully, unsure what to say before nodding her head somewhat. "I have done a kind gesture towards you, I hope to expect one in return?" she said softly while taking the black orb and shoving it back into the med kit.-c-
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"Names are powerful things, Mr. Cordan. I would expect, you of all people, to know better than to ask such things.." she hummed before rolling herself away from the table and folding up the newspaper.
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`Euthalia was busy within a handicap booth, her wheel chair strapped in somewhat so it wouldn't slide her under the table. Blue wet eyes focused upon an old typewriter, the woman held a pair of glasses upon the bridge of her nose, her dark brown hair pulled up into a simple ponytail with a few free strands resting over her face. She blew the strands away though, leaning forward to type easily with one hand while the other wrapped around a mug filled with warm apple cider. She sipped absentmindedly, focused on her current endeavors of writing down everything that she experienced within this realm. "You have no reason to write though.." Averna had complained earlier. "True, yet I am driven to share my adventures with others weather they be good or bad...that and even if I do not return, I can always manage to send the book back to the proper realm.." she explained while ordering her drink. "Seems like a waste of time.." "Says the one who does not believe in it.." she teased back.
`Euthalia arched a brow somewhat, staring down at the typewriter just as Averna had began mumbling incoherent words and flashing odd symbols in her mind. Used to such things, Euthailia simply tuned them out and welcomed the dark parasite with an image of a flower, whom in return showed an image of the flower beginning decay and melt into a stinking bubbling mass of puss. "Well good morning to you too!" she hummed lightly while looking up at the woman. Mouth somewhat hidden and large black eyes, the rather tall and very lithe woman seemed to be made out of brown rotting straight jackets that seemed to clash badly with her pristine pearl white hair. Averna blinked with her second eyelids before lurching forward to slouch. "Speak not! Not speak!" she hissed low. "No reason to be so confusing..speak through your mouth not your nose.." Euthalia responded back. If folks were to turn and gaze upon the woman, they would see nothing, only a strange girl in a wheelchair talking to herself.
`Euthalia arched another brow at Averna before the woman began muttering and screaming unknown words. She simply snapped back in a rather blunt way. "Shut up.." she grunted. Silence feel between the two before the tick tick ticking of the typewriter picked up once more. Averna frowned behind the folds of her hidden faced as she pulled her hands up over her breasts to rub them together. "You love that damn ancient source of paper making more than me?" she whined in a somewhat warning tone. Euthalia frowned, blinking with confusion as she stared back at her work. "It's...not a paper maker.." she said while giving a half blink and thinking somewhat. "This...is a typewriter..I thought we went over this?" she asked. Averna grunted loudly, leaning her head forward as her long spine forced her to almost rest upon the table. "Did not answer question.." she mumbled.
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"I didn't answer the question because you already know the answer to the said question. Why bother stating something that someone already knows?" she commented while returning to pushing the lettered buttons. "That and I'm not sure you can love...parasites usually don't love their hosts.." she said with the last part with a lot of empathized emotion upon the words Host and Parasite. Averna pouted once more as her head cocked to the side, her cold breath smudging the ink somewhat as her hair cascaded over her black eyes. "Still didn't answer it.." she snapped while pulling away and curling her unseen hands together within the warm folds of her sleeves. "Tricksies you are with wordsss..." she added while popping her neck.
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"God damn it, the ink is running! You did that on literal intentions!!" she said while her back went erect. Averan grinned, showing her jagged teeth and black gums before bobbing her head side to side. "Inky ink ink runs down the hilly papers! Inky ink ink pink!" she cooed with a sing song tone before leaning back against the wall. "Now you got time! Feed me! Let Averna feed! It is hungry and has been hungry!" the parasite whined loudly. Euthalia frowned, glaring at the woman that only she could see as she felt goosebumps rise against her soft skin. "You just ate yesterday..you...c-can wait.." she spat out at her darkly while grabbing her dark brown leather jacket to warm herself.
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`Euthalia leaned forward in her wheelchair, books piled a few feet high with papers filed around neatly before her. She sat within a booth, wheelchair folded up nicely and in the booth across from her as her thick reading glasses rested on the bridge of her nose. Hair pulled up into a tight messy bun atop her hair, the dark brown strands cascaded down her face and neck, giving her that classical librarian look. She chewed on a bit of gum, qwill in hand and sticky notes upon sticky notes bookmarking damn near every book with tiny page numbers upon them. The woman fumbled around, shoving a few folders aside to grab a book and quickly flip through the pages.
`Euthalia sat within the bar as usual, wheel chair folded nicely next to her as her self sat within a booth. She sighed softly, thick rimmed glasses resting upon the bridge of her nose, typewriter on the table with the soft tick tick tacks of letters stamping their inked signs upon the clean bit of paper she used. Chapter four already with her so called harrowing adventures in this realm and she still has yet to find a way home. So to speak, she has already gained a sense of mental bliss while being here. It's as if a higher force of some sort is keeping her here for unknown reasons. Biting a bit of dead skin from her lower lip, she arched a brow, cursing under her breath that she had spelled something wrong again. Three nights without sleep and running on caffeine pills was starting to affect her mind.
`Euthalia was rather focused upon her writing as the muffling sounds of crumpled leaves arose within her mind. Her ears went temporarily deaf for a few split seconds, as if the pressure of air had shifted, before popping loudly and forcing large sums of sounds to break free. She yelped in pain, raising her hand quickly to slap her left ear and shake her head. Little childlike giggles escaped like water in the back of her mind. Oh joy, Averna is awake. Digging a finger into her ear and removing some earwax, Euthalia managed to ignore the parasites obvious actions in attempts to gain attention. "Don't do it. Not tonight. Peace for once." was all she worded from her mouth.
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