~ Introduction ~
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GENERAL INFORMATION
Do not underestimate the allure of darkness, even the purest of hearts are drawn to it.
Name: Slyvia Maida Morozov
Nicknames: Silver, Sylvie, Unholy one
Age: Appear to be 23 year but is actually 248 years old
Gender: Female
Orientation: Heterosexual
Race: Kindred (Vampire)
Clan: Lasombra
Location: Los Angeles
Occupation: The female works in the department of forensics at the LAPD, though the woman works in her specialized laboratory that one needs permission to enter. With enough money in the city, one could accomplish anything.
Affiliation: Sylvia makes it her duty to achieve the pinnacle of independence however, whenever Sabbat calls for her, she dutifully responds for the niche of a Losambra is for the Catholics themselves.
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APPEARANCE
PHYSICALS
Vampires are generally pale creatures, so this female was of no exception, though her skin was undeviating from the scalp to the soles. Without a doubt, she had a dark, beautiful allure to her features, with her thin but neat eyebrows, mostly raised in question and seductive glances striking oddity upon first look with the eyes of an amethyst. Her blanched complexion usually go unnoticed for her high cheek-bones accentuated by thin nostrils and plump, smirking lips caused second glances wherever she went plus the woman had a certain pizzazz to the way she moved around, much like a floating swan on the vastness of a calm, blue sea yet fiery, dagger stares that could cut through blocks of lead at a time. One of her most unique physical trait was the length of blonde dreads, swinging about her every turn, always embellished in tiny hair cuffs and coloured beads. Her body structure was befitting that of a female boxer, since she did take up the sport as a hobby though she would not appear to be much of a fighter when her time is better invested in creative face paints and decorative piercings to match her various moods.
Slyvie enjoys the concept of Victorian outfits, dress with corset, fluffy hats and hand laden in laced gloves. This was how she dressed whenever she attended a "Christening" of a fledgling because what else to wear when the mocking of an entire culture is revised, the slaughtering of lowly beings and the indulgance of group feeding.