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Larxene CP application
Mar. 30th, 2012 05:37 pmName: Larxene
Species: Olia
Canon: Kingdom Hearts II
Age: 17
Physical Sex: Female
Affinity: Lightning
Affinity Level: Adept
History: Larxene never knew the world before The Solution, her world has always been a place of single affinities, quicksilver change, and Storms. Her people were Rom before The Solution, they remained Rom afterward, the Kumpànya simply went mobile again instead of settling as they had. All in all, her family handled The Solution better than most.
Larxene was born the youngest daughter of twelve daughters (her father gave up on boys after that) three years after The Solution. A family as large as hers (and as busy) found out at about the fifth daughter that it was IMPORTANT to share the responsibility of child rearing. Larxene's care was given to a recently discovered relative, Dilan (going by the name Xaldin). Given Larxene was born with hair, and had two locks that stuck up despite gravity, she was immediately nicknamed 'Bug' or 'Lightning Bug'. It is a name she has never escaped, just as she has never escaped the hair that gave her the name.
She was an enchanting child. Her eldest sister was strong and proud, her father's heir. The next a singer beyond compare. The twins after, dancers that could move people to tears. A historian, a horse tamer wilder than her charges, a Tale Weaver, a healer, an engineer, a merchant, a knife savant. Each of the dozen daughters excelled, Princesses of distinction, daughters of the gypsy king.
Larxene Loved.
She was sweet, and kind, and cared for everyone she encountered, especially her sad, tortured cousin when he visited. He needed love more than most.
When she was twelve a chaos storm rolled over the top of the wagons like a beast pouncing from the canyon heights. While the rest of the Kumpànya slept, protected and safe, Larxene woke up and laughed in delight. She laughed, and danced, and held her arms up to the storm to be taken away.
It wasn't that Larxene wanted to leave the people she loved, or that she wanted to run away, the storm simply loved her, and needed her, so she went. She went away. Larxene danced, and spun, and pattered her way through the sky within the storm, fading away and spindling herself through the world...
...and Dilan found her. Summoned by her worried family he went into the storm to find one little lost adept, risking far more than life and limb to pull the fragile remains of a person away from the elements.
And it hurt.
To have limbs, and organs, and bones again. To remember she had to move legs and arms and wiggle toes. That hurt. More, the hollow look in Dilan's eyes when he held her close on the ground speared her through the twisting remains of her soul. He hurt himself to fetch her, and that made her remember how to cry.
She decided to change the world for him that day. It was not enough to simply love him, and fret over him, she would give him what he wished...a world worth living in after The Solution.
After reassuring her family, Larxene moved to New York, the city that The Organization was basing itself out of. And she took charge of making it a true city again. She gave them electricity, a steady power grid to beat back the night. She shielded them from the storms, helped police the streets in the early years, and she loved the city fiercely, watching it grow into a true city again.
Now The Organization is a much larger beast, with more members and far more reach. Larxene does a lot more paperwork now; she is the public face of The Organization in New York it seems, and a lot of the time she forgets how young she is herself, but the world still isn't where it needs to be. Dilan is still haunted and miserable, and so she keeps trying.
Species: Olia
Canon: Kingdom Hearts II
Age: 17
Physical Sex: Female
Affinity: Lightning
Affinity Level: Adept
History: Larxene never knew the world before The Solution, her world has always been a place of single affinities, quicksilver change, and Storms. Her people were Rom before The Solution, they remained Rom afterward, the Kumpànya simply went mobile again instead of settling as they had. All in all, her family handled The Solution better than most.
Larxene was born the youngest daughter of twelve daughters (her father gave up on boys after that) three years after The Solution. A family as large as hers (and as busy) found out at about the fifth daughter that it was IMPORTANT to share the responsibility of child rearing. Larxene's care was given to a recently discovered relative, Dilan (going by the name Xaldin). Given Larxene was born with hair, and had two locks that stuck up despite gravity, she was immediately nicknamed 'Bug' or 'Lightning Bug'. It is a name she has never escaped, just as she has never escaped the hair that gave her the name.
She was an enchanting child. Her eldest sister was strong and proud, her father's heir. The next a singer beyond compare. The twins after, dancers that could move people to tears. A historian, a horse tamer wilder than her charges, a Tale Weaver, a healer, an engineer, a merchant, a knife savant. Each of the dozen daughters excelled, Princesses of distinction, daughters of the gypsy king.
Larxene Loved.
She was sweet, and kind, and cared for everyone she encountered, especially her sad, tortured cousin when he visited. He needed love more than most.
When she was twelve a chaos storm rolled over the top of the wagons like a beast pouncing from the canyon heights. While the rest of the Kumpànya slept, protected and safe, Larxene woke up and laughed in delight. She laughed, and danced, and held her arms up to the storm to be taken away.
It wasn't that Larxene wanted to leave the people she loved, or that she wanted to run away, the storm simply loved her, and needed her, so she went. She went away. Larxene danced, and spun, and pattered her way through the sky within the storm, fading away and spindling herself through the world...
...and Dilan found her. Summoned by her worried family he went into the storm to find one little lost adept, risking far more than life and limb to pull the fragile remains of a person away from the elements.
And it hurt.
To have limbs, and organs, and bones again. To remember she had to move legs and arms and wiggle toes. That hurt. More, the hollow look in Dilan's eyes when he held her close on the ground speared her through the twisting remains of her soul. He hurt himself to fetch her, and that made her remember how to cry.
She decided to change the world for him that day. It was not enough to simply love him, and fret over him, she would give him what he wished...a world worth living in after The Solution.
After reassuring her family, Larxene moved to New York, the city that The Organization was basing itself out of. And she took charge of making it a true city again. She gave them electricity, a steady power grid to beat back the night. She shielded them from the storms, helped police the streets in the early years, and she loved the city fiercely, watching it grow into a true city again.
Now The Organization is a much larger beast, with more members and far more reach. Larxene does a lot more paperwork now; she is the public face of The Organization in New York it seems, and a lot of the time she forgets how young she is herself, but the world still isn't where it needs to be. Dilan is still haunted and miserable, and so she keeps trying.
