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Jaq had been a Barton devotee for as long as she could remember. She had always been one to shy away from those with Gambino affiliations even amidst so many loyal to him.
Five years past, while wandering about near the Reclamation Facility in Durem's outskirts, she fell prey to some unknown, and had been in slumber, or seemingly so, for the past half decade.
Upon waking from the slumber, she found herself changed. No longer that of a human, she found she was now a Vampire, by unknown lineage. Attempting to find some purchase with her new life, she found that those of Barton, supposed alliance or not, were not quite welcoming to those they did not understand - or trust.
Jaq found herself branded for refusing Edmund's "Miracle Cure", finding more meaning in her bewilderment than what fragments she could grasp at of her past life.
Seeking out others such as herself, to try to piece together the puzzle that was ever expanding, she came across the Vonpire Sanctuary, by means of a Nymph that sought her out. Within it's halls, she encountered but one upon her first crossing through the gates, that of the Vampire Butler Walter.
He guided and aided her, wishing to help one he knew so little of; her mind was a continuous minefield of sparks and thoughts that led her to rambling and speaking in riddles, even unto herself. He taught her of what transpired all those years, and her growing detest towards humanity as a whole was slipping further down into the filth it created.
She was seldom found without her satchel at her hip, numerous journals, diaries, drawings and the like bound within. Often she'd be seated in the oddest places, biting into her lip to dip her brush into the blood to take her notations, instead of carrying about inkwells. Walter's stories always being copied out, diagrams and illustrations being made as she listened, sometimes with coherency, sometimes back into the rambling.
Since those nights, much has come about. The rage which inflicts Walter seems to have tapped into something within the recesses of the unknown within Jaq, and she's found herself changing, her body betraying her own desires and needs for fulfillment.
Tempting fate, or cursing the stars, the most recent event to fall upon her was the pallor of her flesh, a heightening in sensations...And foremost; the loss of her sight.
She does her best to continue her own research, and to learn all that she can from Walter's teachings. She's come to befriend some in her travels, finding the Haven of The Vonpire Sanctuary for many of her kin and those that support her kind. Her Pixie, Croire, flits about around her as she goes about her daily tasks, be it her further wanderings, or her aimless banter with the likes of many species. There are very few humans she'll consider in friendship, something always pulling at her that it's unsafe to be so trusting.
 Jaq · Sun Aug 10, 2008 @ 06:34am · 0 Comments |
