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Date Posted: 19:22:05 08/17/03 Sun
Author: Aysha
Subject: ~Her home is in the night~

Name: Nysha
Age:5367
Gender:Female
Height:5'
Weight:90 lbs.
Age she looks: 15
Apperance: She has dark skin, with dark hair and eyes. Her eyes tilt up slightly at the ends. Her face is purely Hindu, but her looks aren't found anymore. Her voice holds traces of an old language not well known anymore.
Personality: Although she does not look imposing she is a deadly killer. Trained in every fighting art she could get her hands on, she makes a formidible oppenant to any who challenge her. Despite the fact that she is a fierce fighter she has moments of tenderness. She normally does not try to pass for human though, but when she does she could make just about anyone believe her. She does not make friends very easily because she avoids most people. Most of her kind think she is psycho because she has very eratic moods and does things for no reasonn.
Past:Long(i'm lazy ok??)
Pic: it might, possibly, probably not be coming soon.

*She stared around the clearing, running her tounge over her fangs in thought. She put her hands on her hips and swayed in a rather snakelike way. She flipped her long braid so it hung over her shoulder. She stopped swaying and started fiddling with the braid*

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