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baaa. snagged from everyone and your mom.

Most of you on my flist don't really know my original characters personally. Small wonder, I don't really write much for them beyond RPing, though I really should. To remedy this to some small degree and give you a small introduction to the madness, I propose this

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Haruka - Death
Ariela - Selfishness
Kenneth - Freedom
Leila - Running for our lives

Haruka

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If you asked her about why she always warned Gabe that he was in charge if she died, she'd say she was comfortable with it. Gabe operated on the same wavelength as Haruka, and she felt like despite him feeling himself incapable, he'd be up to it

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Ariela had never been a selfish person. She'd been raised to be grateful for what she had, and to enjoy the simpler things in life.

That was before she discovered she had the ability to tell people to do whatever she wanted them to do. It was something she just did in moderation at first. Her words had a power she couldn't have imagined, and she didn't want to take advantage of it.

It wasn't until she'd asked him for her first kiss that she'd realized she could get anything she ever wanted with her power.

Kenneth

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Every second of his life Kenneth had held himself back. Withdrawn his power, withdrawn his abilities, kept himself chained within himself to avoid breaking out and becoming the type of person to get noticed. He'd done it all for Theodore, because his friend couldn't look after himself. Because he needed Kenneth there.

The first time Kenneth kissed Theodore, he felt like he was free from a thousand lies he told himself so many times he couldn't remember what they even were, just that they were all fake and the links that binded him into who he was supposed to be, not who he was.

The next moment he felt free from the chains was after the swords had destroyed both people he loved. He'd killed someone.

He couldn't remember who it was. It didn't matter.

But it was there, and he'd singled out every piece of iron in their blood and ripped them apart with it.

He hadn't been able to do that before.

It was freeing.

Leila

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Leila never thought of the war of Angels versus Seals as a race for the very lives of the people who were trapped within the war, not by choice, but by fate. It was something that had to happen, and something that happened, and something that they faced, unsure as they may have been.

It took the deaths of more people that she knew, and those she didn't, and the destruction of countless buildings for the realization to draw on her, as she sat, bruised and dirty, under the remains of what had once been an apartment building, what was left of the Seals nearby, tending to wounds or trying not to let the gravity of the situation break them.

Sometimes, when you didn't realize how extremely important it is to run, you just came up a little slow.