After she passed out he was finally able to sleep. The alarm went off at 4 am as it always did he bathed and dressed then went down and cracked Sarai's door for her again. He put bandages and antibiotic in her bathroom for when she woke. Then he went to the kitchen to prepare his food.
( Breakthrough )

mood: accomplished music: Billy Joel - River of Dreams tags: hannibal, sarai

Saraiyu Temedia was admited to the ER at John Hopkins after being found in an alley way having supposedly ODed. She was passed out when the cops found her, but luckily she had used all her drugs so they couldn't actually charge her with anything. She woke up a little between the ambulence and the ER, but didn't have the strength to fight them when the moved her to a bed and a nurse began to hook her up to an IV. She was in a haze, her blue eyes open but unfocused.
( Dr. Lecter...Hannibal Lecter )

mood: annoyed music: Aerosmith - Don't Wanna Miss A Thing tags: hannibal, sarai

:::OOC Info:::
Name: Jessie
Age: 20
AIM: Ebony Scarlett J
Email: nadeshikofurre@gmail.com
Past RP experience: Oh boy. Ok, here we go.
Table-top RP: D&D, Vampire the Masquerade, Hunter, White Wolf, BESM, Call of Cthulu, Serenity
LJ: The Lunatic Cafe (http://community.livejournal.com/lunatic_cafe/), Sages of Chaos (http://community.livejournal.com/sages_of_chaos/), Wolf World (http://community.livejournal.com/wolfworld/), Harry Potter: The Next Generation (http://community.livejournal.com/hptng/), High Life Cafe (http://community.livejournal.com/high_life_cafe/), Serenity Dark (http://community.livejournal.com/serenity_dark/), City of St Louis (http://community.livejournal.com/wolf_cat_fang/); I over 50 character journals. I doubt you want me to list them all
Fandoms I RP in AIM: Star Wars, Harry Potter, Supernatural, Serenity/Firefly, Rent, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Marvel, DC, Dark Angel, Laruell K Hamilton, Jacquline Carey's Kushiel
I have also created and play in several original worlds not in fandom. Here is a link to one of my OC jounrals: http://spotted-snow.livejournal.com/profile
Would you be okay with your contact info being posted in a friends-only post for the community?: Yes

:::IC Info:::
Character Name: Saraiyu "Sarai" Temedia
Age: 17
Fandom or Original? OC
PB: Marcelina Sowa (http://community.livejournal.com/hollow_art/243724.html#cutid1)
Transition point: Sarai has just ran away from her home in a small Ohio town and is living on the streets of New York City
My character is a: Wildcard. Sarai doesn't really care about anyhting but her own redemption and control of her inner demon. Leave her alone and she'll leave you alone. get in ger way? Well, it depends on her mood. She's an empath and possessed by a demon.
Physical description: 5'2, long blonde hair, blue eyes, usually in jeans, tank top, and demin jacket, Sarai is dangerously thin, both from lack of eating and heroin. her back is covered in scars ranging from welts and burn marks.
Personality: Sarai is a very tortured soul. She trusts no one and is extremely skittish. She will not stick her neck out for anyone and accept no favors. Leave her alone and she'll like you just fine. Cross her and she'll either tell you off, ignore you, or kill you, depending on her mood and who is in control of her body at the time.
Strenghts: Sarai is a very inpedendant, capable woman. She can take a massive amount of damage and heal from it quickly, grated the wound isn't too fatal.
Flaws: She's mentally unstable and a herion junkie. When touched by a Holy item (Cross, bible, Star of David, etc.), her skin burns.
What can kill your character? Fatal wounds, decapitation, gunn, knives. Anything that can kill a human really.
Writing sample:
Through the mass panic, Fylene snuck her way on. It was one of the last transport ships and the guards were struggling to keep the crowd from rushing the entrance. Fylene climbed up onto the roof of a surrounding buildings and launched herself, landing on the roof of the transport ship, swinging herself into the entrance and she ran into the bowels of the ship, the roaring of the crowd far behind her.

Millions were left there, on a planet ravaged by war. Only about a quarter of a million people from her country of Britonia escaped the nuclear warheads heading to destroy them all. She felt no sorrow for them. It was the people of her country that made her what she was. It was those people who shunned her, used her, beat her. No. She felt nothing. It was an empty place in her heart.

It was cold on the ship. It was an older model, not up to sustaining the amount of people on her for any length of time. As it was, a lot of time was not needed. Just two months from their hasty departure, just as the water ran perilously low and the foodstuffs were long gone, there was a sudden jerking of the ship, alarms screamed and people ran in a panic. There were being attacked. By whom or what, Fylene did not know, but her insticnt to survive drove her to seek out a means of escape.

There were escape pods, but not enough for their numbers...not nearly enough. People began shoving, hitting, even killing for a chance to live. Fylene had planned for this moment. There were alternate escape pods near the officer's quaters. She had chosen her hiding spot just below the officer's quaters for just that reason. As she made her way, she began to feel some sympathy for those she knew would die. During her time on board she had befriended an orphan boy of 12. His parents had been trampled to death in the riots to get on the ships. he had not shied from her appearance, but was intrigued, innocent of the predjudice of others. She had taken to stealing food for him from the officers. Their food was better than what was given to the general public.

As she got into her escape pod, all she could think about was that boy. He would most likely die, like the others. In the back of her mind, she too felt she would die. Even in an escape pod, the odds of her getting picked up while floating through space were slim at best, and even worse were her odds of being allowed to survive by whomever found her because of how she looked.

As the escape pod burst into the black of space, she got a brief look at the large ship destroying what was left of what she knew of home. She didn't know how the other ships from her planet had fared, but if this was any indication, no one from her planet would survive. She felt the cryostasis begin to kick in, and as she fell into blackness, she saw the face of that boy....and realized she had never learned his name.
(Taken from rp journal http://fylene.livejournal.com/)
Did you read the rules? Yes
Prove it: I am ready to die.