Female vampire hunter falls for male vampire (pafp)

[justify]Name: Livia "Lee" Aita.

Age: Twenty-one.

Gender: Female.

Appearance: Livia stands a striking five feet and seven inches and weighs about one hundred and thirty-four pounds. Mass wise, Lee is more muscle than fat. Her build is fairly slender with long toned legs and a nice amount of curves. Her hips are average, waist narrow, and chest slightly above average. Her hands, as well as her feet, are slender like the rest of her, with heavily calloused fingers and soles. The fair skin that cloaks her body is soft and chilled to the touch. If one gets close enough to Lee, they'll find she seems to have a peculiar scent. Not a bad one, just a bit peculiar. The smell that clings to her is one that brings to mind a forest in mid October. A wood fire burning in the distance, masked by a thin aroma of fresh apples and cinnamon.

Lee is a naturally comely girl with golden hair that reaches the small of her back and has the texture something like a rabbit. Her features are a nice balance of sharp and delicate. Her face is fairly heart shaped. Her nose is button-like and flanked by smooth cheekbones. Large jade green eyes of adore her face, framed by neatly manicured brows and long dark lashes. Full lips lie beneath it all, with an expression that is usually set in a stone like calmness.

Her back is nearly always pin straight, she is rarely ever slouched. She gives off an incredibly dangerous and regal air no matter what she may be feeling. Her voice is an entirely different matter. It is often she speaks in a velvety smooth, alluring, mellifluous way. There seems to be a static charge every time a word exits her lips. Lee's clothing style is peculiar to say the least. Her outfits only seem to match because they are of the same color line. She favors something along the lines of jeans and a plan hoodie (preferably one with the thumb holes cut in the sleeves) with a tank top and a pair of combat boots.

Personality: Lee is a girl who has one drive in life. Self preservation. She has learned from an early age that only one person she could actually count on. Herself. She isn't the type of person to get attached to people or places for a fear of abandonment. She masks this all with a simple 'I-don't-care' attitude while hoping maybe someone will actually decide to stay for once. Lee was once someone so filled with life and genuine interest in everything. She's intelligent enough to know what she wants in life and brave enough to go after it knowing the consequences. There are few things she fears. At least few things to fear in everyday life. She has quite the long independent streak, much preferring to do things on her own than with help from others. Lee has always had a nose for adventure, never once turning down any possible way to quiet this desire.

Though as she got older that life in her seemed to fade. She became more withdrawn the more she realized that the world wasn't really the place children think it is. She became very difficult to read and understand. Like a book with no words on the pages. But, when there's a book there's a story. When you break past the bully-like barrier that consists of sarcastic comments as well as bland jokes here and there. Digging past the barrier she had built up over time is still a girl who enjoys turning a dire situation into a more upbeat one, though she does take it seriously when she acknowledges she must. She takes her merry time examining situations and understanding them, same with people. You do not decide when you are considered her friend, she does. She will take control of a situation when she sees the chance that fits best.

Once you get close to her that young girl full of life starts to make herself known again. She is very loud and outgoing, even clingy and protective. She would do anything for those close to her. She's the type of girl who enjoys any physical contact with those close to her. Not in a weird way. She just enjoys knowing they are still there. From poking to bumping elbows even a full on punch on the arm from someone she considers a friend will leave her feeling a little more confident and just a little more relaxed than before. The downside of that is that when she feels she is getting too close to someone, she tends to pull away and isolate herself. Alas, this side of her is very, very difficult to get to.

Other:I have a vague knowledge of the Vampire Diaries so if you wouldn't mind just going over the powers and weaknesses quickly so I don't screw anything up that would be fantastic.[/justify]

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If you wouldn't mind starting that would be awesome.
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Lee stuffed her hands into her pockets, acting the part of a completely normal girl walking home late at night. She liked to say that if she really applied herself she could preform on Broadway. But that was most likely an alcohol and ego filled boast, despite the fact she was actually a pretty good liar. She had a simple plan that she wasn't entirely sure would work. But it was better than no plan.

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Lee pulled the knife from her sleeve. It wasn't the only weapon she had on her person, no she wasn't that stupid. This was only the easiest one to grab. "I'm going to ask you to come with me." Not the most forceful way to deal with the situation. Drugging would have been easier. But then she'd have to deal with dragging his body to the parking lot unnoticed. At least here her partner could pull up to the alley with no problem.

Yes, partner. She didn't work totally alone. This was a dangerous job she had. She worked with her brother. It's always been just the two of them. She had his back, he had hers. She heard the rumble of the cars engine in the background. This could go one of two ways.

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