EVEN AS SHE FADES FROM VIEW.
jenna ortega / 27 (25) / she, her — touched by destiny, day augustina steps onto the shores of kairos. the vampyr has threads woven with moonlight touched eyes, cold fingertips brushing the edge of another’s, and seeking warmth in the depths of neon lights. they are accompanied by whispers of a prophecy: ❛ as death walks beyond the veil, he speaks in tongues to those who listen, and she shall be his favorite muse. ❜ only time will tell if the seven of wands is here to fulfill their fate or bring about its ultimate undoing. ( layla / 28 / she, her )
STATISTICS.
full name: day maria augustina. / nickname(s): sunny. / height: 5’0 / birthdate: october 31. zodiac signs: scorpio sun, scorpio moon, scorpio rising. / gender + pronouns: cisfemale + she/her. / titles: apprentice. / occupation: bottle waitress at nevernight club.
faceclaim: jenna ortega. / height: 5'0ft. / hair style: long, jet black with layers falling down the small of her back. / eye color: brown. / tattoos : none. / scars: several, mostly covered to the eye.
positive traits: intuitive, cunning, quick-learner, loyal. / negative traits: distant, secretive, calculated. / sociability: high. / emotional stability: medium to low. / character study: warren peace.
MASQUERADE, PAPER FACES ON PARADE.
Your mother ran away from her problems more than anyone else you ever knew. It’s too bad she considered you to be the only one she couldn’t get away from. Pregnant at fifteen, on a boat to nowhere at seventeen. You’ve your whole life is here. And you’ve never considered yourself to be like her, but you never wanted to run away from anything more. Maybe the apple doesn’t fall too far, after all. When she drank, you stayed out. And it seemed as if she drank all the time those days. You were never well liked, and you could never tell if it was your inability to be loved, or if the world simply played its cruel joke on you yet again. They called you names. Strange, unusual girl. But pretty could get you far. Pretty, should have made them like you. And for a while, some nights they did. At seventeen, you were more your mothers child than you were anything else. You skipped town, a bag to your name and a boy with a car that didn’t make it too far. And nobody ever looked for you, maybe that’s the saddest part of all. You dressed like her, you spoke like her, and soon enough— you partied like her too. Until one night, it all fell apart. You took the long way home, closed down a bar and walked the streets alone. You didn’t have anything for them to take, when a stranger approached you desperate and hungry, and wielding a knife. You gave the only thing you had, a life barely lived at all. And maybe, that should have been the end to your story. A sad beginning, and a lonely death. But it wasn’t. It was just the beginning.
HEADCANONS
Day was turned by a higher up lord/lady of the vampyr clan, who happened to be in the area at the time of her near death. It was considered to be an unforeseen act of mercy, and unlike their character to do so at all. However, upon Day’s dying breath, the clan member was given a vision. A prophecy. Death walks amongst this girl, and in death, the reaper spoke to them. She was marked, by the Grim themselves, or perhaps the Goddess. Whatever it was, they didn’t intend to let the potential go to waste. She was turned, and quickly taken in by the lord/lady. This sparked a quiet controversy within the clan, considering she was given the title ‘apprentice’ before she even learnt to control her urges. Some members of the clan, wonder what it is that made her special. Though, nobody spoke out against it, considering the higher up lord/lady is not to be tested. (This can be an open connection! If members of the clan are interested!)
She no longer lives with her mother, and now with compulsion available, finds it easier to live on her own. Though she does spend most of her time alongside the clan.
Her blood lust is.. Manageable. She prefers to drink directly from the source, usually within the club or following the guidance of her mentor.
She does not hide the fact she’s a vampire. In fact, Day was often bullied in school for being odd. It was often joked that she was a vampire, or often called Nosferatu as a derogatory name. This of course, was all make believe to those who bullied her. Now, she tells people up front that she’s a vampyr, or that if they’re left alone with her too long, then maybe they’re right— she’ll grow fangs. When you ask her what she’s drinking, nonchalantly sipping on her mug, she’ll say blood. Yet, many don’t believe her honesty, and chalk it up to her once again, being odd.