Prison Days. (Private.)

FawnChaser · Mar 23rd 2014

Character Form:

Character Name: Tris Elzen. AKA The Lost Child. AKA Phoenix.

Character Age: 7.

Gender: Female.

Alliance: Neutral.

Rank: Neutral.

Appearance (6 or more sentences):
Tris has dark red hair that cascades down her back in gentle curls until it reaches her waist. She has dark red cat ears, and a luxurious tail of the same color. Tris has green eyes like deep emeralds, and her skin is a pale peach. Long silvery scars crisscross her body, a result of five years of child abuse, and she has long pink scars from recent cutting. Often, if you mention certain words, it can trigger a memory, and Tris will randomly start pacing, with an odd sort of sad, bitter glance, like one who's tasted rotten champagne. She also has a tendency to draw on herself, so there's often random little drawings of people, or places on her arms, and legs. Tris is about as tall as a mini-fridge, and often looks like she's about to run, or fight, by the way she carries herself. Tris wears a ragged blue dress, and a small black band around her right wrist.

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):Tris is one of the most cautious beings you will ever meet. Though she is young, she has developed a fear of physical contact, and hasn't been around humans, or anyone else for nearly two years. She tries to control her hallucinations, uncontrolled emotions, and the usual urges that cause half demons to attack others. However, with no one to help her, Tris has become more introspective each day. Despite her anti social tendencies, Tris is loyal to anyone she considers a friend. Sadly, she's afraid of tearing them to shreds, so she usually just watches normal people, if they don't know she's there.
---Likes (at least 3):Tris likes quiet things. She likes calm, and would love to be taken in by someone who is loving, and gentle. She also likes cats, teddy bears, and soft blankets.
--- Dislikes (at least 3):Tris dislikes noise. It hurts her ears, and makes her cry. She also seriously dislikes medicine, tight or closed spaces, and rowdiness.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Tris has telekinesis, telepathy, pyrokinetics, acute senses, and her natural demonic ability.
---Weaknesses (At least 3):Tris hates silver, chamomile, sedatives, rosemary, and thyme. All of these can knock her out, if not kill her, except for the sedatives. Of course, Tris is young, and has not developed any of her powers yet, so they are uncontrolled.

History (8 or more sentences): Tris was born in a world known as Inferno (Modern day Svartelfheim), to full demons Tobias, and Nara. Tobias didn't want children or wives to get in his way for power, so within the week he had killed Nara, and sent Tris to the human world. Tris lived in an orphanage for a few weeks as a baby, then was adopted out by Mark, and Eve Winters, two druggies. At first, they had her do most of their work, not caring what happened to her. One day, she magically attacked Mark, and they decided to keep her locked up after that. Since then, they have tried to harness her magic, or kill her, both to the best of their own ends. Tris continued to survive, relying on her currently limited magic to save her life nearly every week. She managed to get back to Asgard after the attack of Malekith, and began street thieving until she was caught by the guards.

Character Picture:

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The two Asgardian guards that held Tris, dragged her roughly into the prison, tosing her into Loki's cell. Thor had taken over the throne along with Jane as his queen, and Loki was wiling away his time in the cell. The two guards dutifully went to the throne room to report to their king, wondering what would become of the little sstreet wretch.

"Your highness," The first guard began. "We caught the thief that's been plaguing our streets. What is your will?"

The Hollow · Mar 23rd 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki leaned against the back of his cell, his eyes closed, thinking. It took him a moment to realize the Asgardian guards let another prisoner into his cell. Opening an eye, he looked at the female. He slowly stood up and watched the guards leave. What was a girl like her doing in a prison cell?

FawnChaser · Mar 23rd 2014

Tris blinked, slowly backing away. "Hello..." she murmured, eying her surroundings. The poor thing had been beaten half to death by the guards, and she looked about ready to pass out, but she still stood her ground. "Wh-who are you, if you don't mind my asking?"

The Hollow · Mar 23rd 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki studied the girl for a brief moment. He was curious to what she had done to get yourself thrown in here but he didn't spill it. Not yet anyway "i'm Loki" he finally breathed, narrowing his grey-green eyes for a moment "Who are you?" he asked, slowly crossing his arms.

FawnChaser · Mar 24th 2014

Tris shrugged. "I'm Tris, from Inferno, or Svartelfheim as it's known by the Asgardians." She cautiously backed against the wall, then sat down, wiping blood from a gash on her arm, while her other hand tried to stifle the bleeding from her stomach. Looking up, she shook her head. "I apologize I'm not in better attire and state, but the scuffle with the guards didn't go as well as I'd hoped," she added softly, a little nervous.

The Hollow · Mar 24th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki shrugged "What are you doing here anyway?" he finally asked, turning away from Tris and walking towards a chair sitting in the corner of the cell.

//rushed

FawnChaser · Mar 24th 2014

"I'm in trouble for stealing Thor's armor, stealing from the royal family, and well, pretty much stealing from everyone. I used to be just a common pick-pocket, stealing food here and there, but then.... Well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure. There was someone who'd kidnapped me. I remember laughter, and the darkness but nothing else really. I've been stealing for the Shadow League ever since," Tris murmured sadly. "Everytime I've tried to stop, I find one or more of my family or friends gone or dead. I don't know how to fight them. Maybe it's a good thing I'm in prison."

The Hollow · Mar 24th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki raised an eyebrow when he heard his brother's name. It was about time too. Sitting door onto the chair, he looked back at Tris "I'm sorry to hear about that" he said. He didn't really know what to say. In his mind, he much rather be free than in a prison cell but again, he didn't have family or friends anymore so it wouldn't bother him at all to step into Tris's shoes.

FawnChaser · Mar 24th 2014

Tris frowned. "I'm sorry about your family," she murmured. "If I could get back to them, I'd be so happy, but I don't want them in danger either....." she murmured. "I just..... Well, as far as I know they've all died. When I get out... if I get out..... I will be enslaved by those that murmurdered my friends." She bit her lip, as the blood seeped through her fingers. Turning pale, she closed her eyes, trying to block out the pain.

The Hollow · Mar 24th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]A small frown appeared on Loki's face. He didn't care about his family anymore. Looking at his shoes for a second, he stood up and grabbed the book Frigga had sent him a while ago that laid on a stand next to the chair and walked over back to the cell wall. Sitting down, he opened it then glanced back at Tris "Maybe it's best you're not in here. This place will change you forever." he finally stated then crossed his legs and began reading.

FawnChaser · Mar 24th 2014

Tris bit her lip softly. "I-I'm going to agree with. I-I c-can't breathe...." she whispered, struggling to speak. "H-help.... Please....." she murmured, tears starting to fall. "I can't see, o-or breathe...."

The guards continued pacing around the cells, unaware.

The Hollow · Mar 24th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #008000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki dropped the book when he heard Tris start struggling. He left the thick book on the floor and stood up "Tris. Tris, are you okay?" he said, walking over to her. He crouched down at her side, even though he didn't know her at all, he didn't want her to die if she couldn't breath.

FawnChaser · Mar 24th 2014

Tris pulled her hand off her stomach, revealing a dark red stream of blood oozing through her shirt. "N-Not okay," Tris murmured. "C-Can't breathe...." She looked up at him, trying to picture his face. "i-is there a d-doctor?" she wondered aloud, barely able to push the words out.

The Hollow · Mar 24th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #000000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Looking down at the stream of blood, he stood up "guards!" he shouted "guards, help!"

//totally rushed & odin moment o:

FawnChaser · Mar 25th 2014

lol

Two guards ran into the cell, a moment later. "What did you do to her?" One of them accused angrily, moments later.

The Hollow · Mar 25th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #000000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]"What makes you think I did something to her?" Loki snapped back. This was one of those moments. He used to actually like Asgardian guards. Ever since his brother threw him into prison, everything had been different and everytime something bad happened, he was the first person everyone pointed fingers at.

FawnChaser · Mar 25th 2014

"Well, she seemed fine when she got here," the guard snapped, while his friend loaded Tris onto a stretcher. "Why wouldn't you attack her?"

The Hollow · Mar 25th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #000000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki stood up, seeing the guard had Tris "you're the ones who basically threw her into the cell" he retorted, clutching his fist. There wasn't any point for him to continue arguing with the guard.

FawnChaser · Mar 25th 2014

The guard rolled his eyes and left with Tris. A few hours later, the guard led Tris into a cell, more careful as if to prove some sort of point. Her shoulder and stomach were bandaged, and they'd dressed her in black yoga pants and a t-shirt. "Which cell do you want to share?" the guard asked her coldly. Tris looked over at Loki, as if to ask permission, silently praying for a yes.

The Hollow · Mar 25th 2014

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: #000000; font-family: andale mono; font-size: 9px;][justify]Loki narrowed his eyes at the guard as they left then turned around, ignoring their retreating footsteps.

He sat at the foot of the chair when Tris came back. His legs were crossed and a book was placed in his lap. Seeing Tris look at him, he gave a tiny nod to her. He didn't actually mind sharing a cell with her.