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Chicago...Home of a population of over three million people.
Chicago...A city of lights.
Chicago...The City of Wind.
The city...the tall buildings...the remaining stockyards...a place where no sane person leaves home without protection...it is not only corrupt but thoroughly honest and unapologetic in its corruption.
Chicago, home of the vampires who thirst for acceptance as well as blood.
Chicago, home of the lycans who struggle against the beasts within...
Chicago, home of the magical fey whose powers know no bounds...
Chicago, home of the witches and supernatural beings who crave power.
The setting is present day Chicago, Illinois. It is a city that has recently been rocked by a purging of the supernatural community. None of the powers that be are sure exactly what transpired. Unsure of what caused the recent troubles they are sure of one thing... Chicago is once again habitable to their kind. As such the city is in the middle of a land grab the likes of which hasn't been seen since the westward expansion. The first casualties appear to be the local Streak as the other clans have their hands at the throats of those who lust for power. Everyone wants their fair share and the city is in uproar as the dust begins to settle...
Description: Human Form: 5’7, shoulder length blond hair with a slight wave. Hazel eyes that tend to change to more blue or green depending on what she’s wearing. Lithe and leanly muscled she carries herself with a dancers grace. She has a handful of scars from her time in the military, the most noticeable being a two inch slash near her left collar bone from breaking up a bar fight. She has a tattoo of a skull with red roses above a pair crossed rifles on her lower back. Hyena Form: Tawny fur that blends to a rusty brown on her muzzle and legs, with brown spotting. Her eyes are the color of burnt honey.
Powers/Training/Abilities: Sambo, tactical combat training, general firearms and weapons training. Speaks English, Russian and French. Limited knowledge of dance, ballet in particular and an intermediate piano player. Business manager of Southside Ballet Studio
Personality: Despite her appearance, Nadia is practically one of the boys. She’s more comfortable in jeans and combat boots and shooting pool or on the shooting range, then in heels and a little black dress. Though she is a bit of a romantic and will break them out for the right woman. Headstrong and independent, it took her a long time to assimilate to the matriarchal nature of the cackle.
Background: Daughter of Russian immigrants, she studied dance briefly as a child at her father’s insistence. A promising student, though her interests lie in more aggressive pursuits, preferring karate to ballet. Her parents wanted to raise her daughter as a lady, ballet and piano lessons, french, all on top of some very stifling rules on behavior.
Nadia joined the armed services after graduating high school both to find an outlet for her very un-lady like interests and to get away from her family. Her foreign language skills actually became quite useful when she got stationed in France. At 24 she got discharged for medical reasons after contracting lycanthropy. Her girlfriend had turned out to be a were hyena, accidental infected Nadia during a romantic interlude.
After her discharge Nadia got a degree in business in her home town of Milwaukee. She moved to Chicago to start over a few years later after having pissed off the oba of her original cackle one too many times. She is currently the manager of the Southside Ballet Studio.
Family Ties: Mother, Father who barely speak to her. Though Nadia is very attached to her dog Sasha, a shiba Inu.
Pictures: Joanna Krupa,
Role playing Sample:
Nadia nursed her jack and coke. The bar was loud and full of people. But the corner she had claimed as her own was dark enough that even she blended in to the scenery. Not an easy task for a pale blond, particularily with the lights from the dance floor flashing across the walls like neon butterflies. It had been ten years. Ten long years. She ran her hand across her hip feeling for the scars that were no longer there. If she had been human there would be scars. But she wasn’t, so there weren’t any.
It had been a night much like tonight. Crisp, cool, the smell of frost bitten leaves in the air. “Join the army.” They said. “See intresting places.” And “find a use for that temper of yours.” That had been her mother. Nadia didn’t think she had a temper. She’d seen temper, and some of it could put their fist through a car door. “Ah, Matt, good kid. Just don’t give him vodka.” She mused. She missed the guys. Even though it was sorta their fault she ended up like this. If it wasn’t for them she never would have been in that bar that night. Never would have met her.
Hair, like spun copper. But soft. So pettably soft. Her eyes had been hazel and sparkled when she laughed. She also had a weakness for cold pizza and the Beatles. Though most never knew that about her. Sure they’d ask her out, but they never saw much beyond the long legs and pretty face. The legs had been poured into a pair of black patent knee highs. The rest of her was covered, if you could call it covered, in a slinky little blue number that did disasterous things to men’s libedo’s.
I still remember the look on the guys faces when I left the place with little miss blue on her arm. Matt and David had been hitting on her all night and I’d barely flirted at all. The look had been half envy and half pure astonishment. Though I think the surprize doubled when they realized she was still around a two weeks later.
God. We’d been together for months and I’d never even suspected. Sure she’d disappear for a few days most months, but she always had perfectly reasonable excuses. No, it wasn’t till our aniversary. Genevieve had wanted to move the date we celebrated. Too close to the full moon for her comfort aparently. But I didn’t know that then. She was so insistant. When she realized how hurt I was by it she caved and let me plan the romantic night I wanted. It was going to be perfect.
It almost was too. The wine was delicious and Gevie looked good enough to eat. We’d get to that soon enough, though she’d decided that I got to go first. Guess she planned to wear me out, not that I was complaining. Gevie was good, very good. I was far to distracted to realize anything was wrong until it was too late. Though I’m not sure too late is the proper term for your lover turning furry while their face is buried in your muff.
I was shocked, but that could have been blood loss. Gevie had been devastated, would have locked herself in the bathroom if she’d had hands at the time. I was sliced up bad enough to need stitches. I told Gevie, who was attemping to hide in the bathtub, that I was sory to cut our date short. Though how you’d miss a hyena in a bathtub is beyond me. I didn’t really think about it at the time. Just got dressed and hauled myself to the hospital.
Aparently I was cut up worse then I realized, the doc couldn’t figure out how I’d managed to drive myself and were talking about me needing a blood transfusion. Just standing there arguing about it while I bled out. Fucking military doctors.
Said doc was also completely dumfounded when I seemed to be healing quicker then I should. Kept looking at me like I was some kind of medical miracle. Then again he thought I’d gotten mauled by a dog too. By the time the bloodwork came back he looked like he’d swallowed a bug and the nurse wouldn’t even come near me.
Some girls get diamonds for their aniversary. I got lycanthopy and discharge papers. Oh and I lost the girl. That tends to happen when you get sent home and live in a different country. Oh well. Dwelling on the past sure as hell won’t change it.
Oh look, my drink needs refilling. Now where did that cute waitress go.
Re: Nadia Glazkov « Reply #1 on Oct 21, 2009, 11:17am »
poke
Hey hun Great write up but part of Nadia's background is written in conjunction with Kisa's Nadia Darya Kisa and Galina made up the sisters they were in school together when Kisa changed for the first time nearly killing everyone in their dorm for boarding school only part written is Nadia's training in weapons etc and how she was turned
I did not do any further back story so it was up to you what you wanted to do family wise and etc
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Re: Nadia Glazkov « Reply #2 on Oct 21, 2009, 11:25am »
I was looking around for info on the other hyenas, I didn't find much, or I just completly missed stuff. But any info I can get on her back story, how she's interacted with others would be cool. Since I am adopting her I would like to keep things accurate as I can.
Just let me know whats what and I can do a re write.
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Re: Nadia Glazkov « Reply #3 on Oct 22, 2009, 1:21pm »
I think in a nutshell what Ryssa was looking for in terms of tying up Nadia's backstory is...
The fact that Kisa was responsible for having infected the three other Daughters of Svetoid; Its glossed over a bit but it is in Kisa's RP Sample. The girls met at boarding school while Kisa had been freshly infected as a revenge 'killing' against her father the gunrunner. I believe in his and the local cackle's hands were where the girls learned their paramilitary skills.
Description: Human Form: 5’7, shoulder length blond hair with a slight wave. Hazel eyes that tend to change to more blue or green depending on what she’s wearing. Lithe and leanly muscled she carries herself with a dancers grace. She has a handful of scars from her time in the military, the most noticeable being a two inch slash near her left collar bone from breaking up a bar fight. She has a tattoo of a skull with red roses above a pair crossed rifles on her lower back. Hyena Form: Tawny fur that blends to a rusty brown on her muzzle and legs, with brown spotting. Her eyes are the color of burnt honey.
Powers/Training/Abilities: Sambo, tactical combat training, general firearms and weapons training. Speaks English, Russian and French. Limited knowledge of dance, ballet in particular and an intermediate piano player. Business manager of Southside Ballet Studio
Personality: Despite her appearance, Nadia is practically one of the boys. She’s more comfortable in jeans and combat boots and shooting pool or on the shooting range, then in heels and a little black dress. Though she is a bit of a romantic and will break them out for the right woman. Headstrong and independent, it took her a long time to assimilate to the matriarchal nature of the cackle.
Background: Nadia was sent to boarding school by her family when she was young. It was hoped that the atmosphere would better temper her personality in a more socialy acceptable manner. It was there that she befriended Kisa. When Kisa left Russia for the Americas to form her own cackle Nadia joined her. She spent many years traveling, serving as bodygard for Kisa during her extensive touring as a prima ballerina. Yearning for a place to call home the cackle eventualy settled in Chicago. Nadia now manages the ballet studio Kisa founded. Family Ties: Mother and father- not on speaking terms. Though Nadia is very attached to her dog Sasha, a shiba Inu.
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