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Bleach
Sheyenth
Kaze
Rae
Seg
Canen
Arella (flit)

Character
~~Gen~~
::Name:: Bleach
::Gender:: Female
::Rank:: Resident of Mindspace
::Species:: anthropomorphic canine-- wolf mix*
::Species Affliction:: Solid Ghost
::Age:: 31, physically +ageless
::Job:: //
::Location:: Noctournicus, mindspace

~~Appearance~~
::Height:: 5'2"
::Eyes:: White, but she can see out of then.
::Fur/Scales/Feathers/Skin:: Soft fur mottled with cyan blue and white.
::Hair:: layered but long (2 inches a strand at least), to chin at longest, various shades of blue.
::Other:: Built lightly. Solid ghost-- i.e., ghost capable of touching things and holding things and whatnot. broken stitches on mouth and eyelids.

~~Skills~~
::Magic:: Err, her existence? Nothing else, mostly.
::Physical:: //
::Physical Disorders:: Porphyria
::Mental:: //

~~Personality~~
::Mental Disorders:: //
::General:: A sweetheart, through and through. Raised in Victorian England, Bleach has a very strong sense of what's right and what's not, though it's not completely in tandem with the morals of the era. She doesn't like too much violence or such, but, unlike most Victorian women, she'll deal with it if she has to. She's not particularly vain, frivolous, or manipulative, like so many of her time-period peers, but she does like to look good, and dress in clothes according to the era.
She's very open-minded, in that she'll accept most everyone, which is an anomaly from her time period. She's fragile-seeming, in that she walks and acts very daintily, without meaning to, and everything she does has a gentle sort of delicateness to it. That, and her somewhat shy manner upon first meeting, and the general quietness of her personality, give you the impression that she's made of glass. She's sweet, very supportive to anyone that needs it, and incredibly motherly to everything else that needs it.
She is not, however, as sugary or fragile as she appears. Well, sugary perhaps, but not fragile. She can keep her head in a crisis, particularly a medical one, having a good knowledge of medical procedures such as stitching and basic first aid. If the situation demands that she protect a loved one, she will do so with fierce fervor, kind of like a mother bear. She can definitely handle herself on her own, she'd just rather be amongst people.

~~History~~
::Former Location:: //
::If Relevant:: Oh, what an interesting past for the undead. Ahem, I start.
Born in Victorian England, a black wolf named Victoria with a relatively rare disorder, "Porphyria", also known as the vampire disease. (Information). This genetic blood disorder left her unable to be exposed to sunlight for long periods of time, and gave her eyes and nails a reddish colour, amongst it's other symptoms. Due to this, precautions were taken, such as never allowing her into sunlight, and she managed to live a fairly normal live. She even got married to a man that courted her despite her odd disease, Pascow, at the age of 17 and had three children with him. They lived fairly happily, and pretty normally as well, but for the aforementioned conditions and her occasional attacks.
Around her 28th birthday, Pascow had to move to America with his line of work, and they went together, with the family. Something in America, however, triggered her Porphyria very badly-- possibly she contracted some other disease which, in tandem with that, began to destroy her physically, or some other unforeseen complication. In any case, her condition went from normal, to bad, to worse in a matter of weeks. The doctors did all she could, but it was fairly clear she was dying. Pascow and her children stood by her, Pascow having to work now and then.
Somewhere in that time frame, Pascow cheated on her once, having been seduced by a coworker and needing badly a distraction. He'd felt horrible for it, hadn't repeated it again, and had told Bleach immediately. Bleach had forgiven her, but the boyfriend of the person he'd cheated with hadn't, and had come after him one day in public with a shotgun. The shot was grazing, but a grazing shot from a shotgun still took off a good portion of his skull. Unwilling to leave his dying wife behind, he became a natural ghost. However, Bleach couldn't see him, and stopped taking her medicine, wasting away soon after.
And she was dead.
Pascow, meanwhile, spend the next hundred years roaming aimlessly. At one point he learned the secret to being a Solid ghost, which was possibly just being a ghost for a certain period of time.
At the end of these hundred years, he found himself back in the American city Bleach had died in. Interestingly enough, a necromancer was attempting to gain a servant in the very graveyard Bleach had been buried in, in the form of a solid ghost. Seeing his opportunity, Pascow interfered with the spells, causing not the spirit of the sociopath who'd been the necromancer's aim to rise, but his own long-dead wife. Lucky break. The effect of the magic's bleached her fur, but didn't turn it yellow as bleach normally does to black, instead transforming it into a mottled cyan white, and earning her new name. And from that point they continued where they left off, and have since been happy. Yet
After a few years, Bleach, envious of all the people with dragons, decided to go and get searched, standing at Darkling Dawn.

~~Connections~~
::Mate:: Pascow ((c) Tio)
::Family:: long deceased mother, father, and 3 children.
::Bondeds:: Sheyenth, Silver F Pernese/Danachian/Alskyrian Dragon Mutt;
::Sponsoring:: Iranta Jisuins, Blue/Orange F dragon Mutt (Lives with her)*;
::Pets:: Shimmer Dawn F firelizard, Arella (FGPC Weyrhall)

Bonds

::Name:: Sheyenth
::Gender:: Female
::Species:: Alskyrian/Danachian/Pernese Dragon Mutt
::Rank:: Large Female
::Colour:: Silver

~~Appearance~~
::Size:: About the size of a pernese bronze
::Eyes:: Standard pernese/colour shifty. Blue, usually.
::Fur/Scales/Feathers/Skin:: A light pleasant, silver, about this tone.
::Build:: Lithe, Muscular
::Other::

~~Skills~~
::Magic::
::Physical:: Firebreath
::Mental:: Teleportation, Telekinesis, Teleportation

~~Personality~~
::General:: Strong and forward, Sheyneth is a dragon who knows exactly what she wants. She's not nessicarily rude, or pushy, nor is she lacking any moral fiber. She'll get what she wants if she can, but not through illegal means. She is opinionated, and isn't necessarily the calm, polite female that bleach always has been-- she'll say what she thinks, and will only not do that if it will cause something catastrophic. She's sincere, however, and usually cheerful. She's a sweetheart, and though she can be rough in some areas, it tends to show through everything she does.

~~History~~
::Origins:: Darkling Dawn Weyr
::Impression Message:: ((Written by Kitsuneko, not by me.))
A particularly large egg began cracking, and a long tail appeared from one end, as the hatchling appeared to be trying to break out of the egg backwards. Silvered hindquarters appeared, followed by overlarge wings, and finally, the head and shoulders of the dragon. She was a lithe and muscular female silver, and she certainly seemed to know her mind, for she made her way straight to the mottled white ghost, Bleach. She stood gazing up at her bond with loving eyes. Bleach? I think I like that name. Much better than Victoria. My name is Sheyenth.

~~Connections~~
::Mate::
::Pedigree:: Kertakth (F Bronze Alskyrian/Danachian, mother) X Resanith (M bronze Pernese, father)

::Name:: Kaze
::Gender:: Male
::Species:: Lantessaman Masked Dragon, eastern runner
::Rank:: //
::Colour:: Brown

~~Appearance~~
::Variaty:: Runner
::Size:: Large
::Eyes:: Blue
::Fur/Scales/Feathers/Skin:: Light tan, with darker mane/hair that whips about in the wind.
::Build:: Strong, Light, Lithe
::Other::

~~Skills~~
::Magic:: Time Control
::Physical:: Verbal Speech
::Mental:: Telepathy, Teleportation
::Elemental Affiliation:: Wind

~~Personality~~
::General:: ((Written by Trix)) Kaze was named after the wind, he loves to run and keep everything under his control. He's a hands on type of dragon. Little escapes his gaze and he'll be sure to get a closer look at everything that catches his attention. His favorite place are long windy plains with lots of oversight.

~~History~~
::Origins:: Lantessama Halloween 2006-- Balle Masque
::Hatching Message:: ((Written by Trix)) Peace returned, but only briefly. Between the shadows, running from quivering darkness to waning light another masked dragon had come forth. The soft tanned, wild-haired male runner was the first Eastern dragon to hatch. He went unseen by most candidates aside from the ones with the sharpest eyes and of course, the one he was headed to, Bleach. The ghost wolf of course saw who approached her and took an inviting pose.
"Mine, " the Eastern Runner spoke, "If it should please you, take me with you. My name is Kaze."
"I accept." Bleach answered.

~~Connections~~
::Mate::
::Pedigree:: Unknown

Rae
Martini F Lantessaman Cocktail Dragon
Fiery and intelligent, Rae is always getting her nose into things. She doesn't like to be teased or tormented, but she does love a good chase, and will happily chase her brother around or be chased if he feels like tormenting her.
Lantessama Halloween 2006-- Balle Masque

Seg
Gin M Lantessaman Cocktail Dragon
Seg thinks he's a lot bigger than he is. He goes up to larger dragons and makes a total ass of himself, thinking he can easily take them. No one takes him seriously, however, because he's so small. He's also fairly obnoxious, and loves tormenting/chasing things-- particularly his sister, Rae.
Lantessama Halloween 2006-- Balle Masque

Canen
Apricot F Lantessaman Cocktail Dragon
The calmest of the bunch, Canen usually won't partake in the wild chases her brother and sister love so much. She's much fonder of quiet things, like snuggling with Bleach and riding on her shoulder. However, if the other two are getting too annoying, or she just feels like having some fun for once, she'll rise into the air and chase after them too.
Lantessama Halloween 2006-- Balle Masque

Pets

Arella, F Shimmerdawn Firelizard from FGPC Weyrhall
((Standard in colour and appearance for a shimmerdawn flitter, Arella is spoiled rotten. To Bleach and Pascow, she's a bloody adorable and affectionate, loving nothing more than a good cuddle and a stroke or two on her soft head. To everyone else, however, she's an insufferably spoiled creature, who bites if she's not immediately offered food as a consolation. It's amazing she's not fat.
She was a post-mortem-reunion-anniversary gift from Pascow to Bleach, who bummed the four marks necessary to buy her from the weyrhall from one of his pernese friends.))

*Though Iranta is a sponsored dragon, she lives with bleach and is quite close, and is therefore linked directly off of this place, in places where bonds might be. They might as well be bonded, but for the fact that there is no bond between them.