Kirus

Name: Kirus
Race: Vampire
Age: 246
Gender: Male
Sexuality:- Bi
Appearance: Kirus’ build is slim but muscular and extremely lean, his limbs seem, at times, unnaturally long and sinuous, especially his fingers, which he keeps in pristine condition. His fingernail are glass like, and smooth. He stands at only around 5ft 6” yet what he lacks in height he makes up for in attitude, as you will learn. Kirus’ face is striking to be sure, though he is not overly handsome, nor particularly beautiful he cannot by any means be called unattractive- the change that death brought in him added a pallor to his features that denotes to any onlookers his inhumanity and causes his cheekbones to seem sharper. The ivory flesh also creates an illusion that his green eyes are more emerald than alpine- and more often than not they shine with malicious intent- the stare seems all the more ‘other’ due to his uneven pupils- the left is in a permanent state of dilation and in times of weariness the glaze of blindness is obvious in its depths. His hair is one of the more recognisable features he carries, even in these modern times he wears it long and loose, the raven curls reminiscent of the style of the wigs King Louis was so fond of, though in Kirus’ case, the tresses are all his own.

Personality: Above all it seems Kirus is a narcissist by nature, his arrogance seems to carry him though all situations, and the playfulness in his heart is often manifested in his sarcasm and sharp wit. It is true that this vampire’s sense of humour is both strange and intense- and though on occasions it is a front for his true feelings, more often than not the wit is sharp to the point of cutting.
Kirus can be unintentionally cruel, though at that he can be intentionally cruel too, to those he feel deserve his barbs.
He is wary of people but fiercely protective of the few friends he has. He is Smooth and sly and is a notorious flirt whether those on the receiving end wish it or not- this said, he oozes charm and his vampire prowess makes it difficult for some to resist him, he knows this and loves to manipulate.
His French aristocratic teachings have never been forgotten, this is shown in both his attire, consisting of heavy silk dupions and velvet doublets, and his accent, the effortless tones are tinted with a Parisian lilt.

Bio:
Kirus was sired outside an opera house in Paris. The aristocratic background of his childhood and youth
not lost on him in his vampiric years, and he is still lost in the elegance and honour of the old world.

His sire was a thirty something (though his true age is unknown) patron of the arts, specialising in music- he and Kirus had met at a partially dreary performance of La Boehme from there they had been companions sharing their fascination for trills and tremolo- at one point, on a generic visitation, Lucian had walked in on Kirus playing the piano forte, and from there, it seems, the decision was made.

His siring was not of cruelty or hate or even of unwilling- it was, in Kirus’ eyes at least, of some kind of love- Lucian had been feeding Kirus’ desires and passions for so long that it was only natural he should reciprocate. In the end the change seemed almost inevitable.

The first weeks, years even were easy enough, the shock of understanding the world his eyes had been opened to, the hunger, the rage was all explained and transited through as if it were a dream, soft and lulling, at every point however a dream must turn to nightmare.
Kirus was abandoned by his sire after many lessons and travels around the world, after the ‘honeymoon period’ Kirus was left unknowing, seeing the world like a lost child, and in a sense he was just that.

Towards the end of their reign together, nights were fateful and inexplicably cruel. Kirus' sire was the one who caused his vision such trouble. His one eye blinded, the pupil forever dilated in shock, horror and pain. Kirus however is desperate to find his sire, or any blood kin that could lead him to his Lucian. It was never explained to him why he was hated so in those last days.


Weapons/skills:- Only his fangs and wit, he is not overly fond of actual weapons. Has increased senses as a vampire and can move with prenatural speed when required.

Extras:- Kirus has but one childe to suffer him through the loss of his Sire- Dark, his only true love save his Sire. She interested him from the moment she was seen on the docks of New Orleans, the moonlight shining from her midnight hair and emphasising her beauty and naivety. It surprised him however to realise that he wanted to know her beyond the distortion her innocence. Kirus then tracked her across the world to Rome, where he sired her under the midnight dusk of the coliseum.
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I am literate usually match what my partners writes, but other than that my usual post length is 1 to 6 paragraphs.

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I would really really love someone to have a go at RPing Lucain, Kirus' sire for me, so there'd be a kind of set storyline to follow and half a premade char, let me know if you're intrested and I'll love you forever.

Holy cow! You are very good at being descriptive. I wish I was that good. lol

Aha thanks! Na, he's my stock so I've had a real long time to build him up XD been with me for best part of two years now!

oh...that's probably why. lol