[Thralls had always made Bellatrix feel uncomfortable but she had learned to hide the way her heart ached towards them. No one could know her family, or the vampire's lapdogs, as many people ignorantly called them, weren't the perfect servants they pretended to be and she hid her concern behind indifference as she was dressed in a white silk dress with golden embroidery to represent the court that chose her.
Bellatrix had been preparing for this day most of her life. The Bakhar family dedicated themselves to the vampires of the gold court and she had been trained to be chosen from a very young age. It wasn't a question of if she would be chosen, but when and she carried herself with the confidence she had earned through years of hard work and dedication. She wanted everyone to notice her. She would need connections for her family's secret plan to protect humanity from within the vampire's ranks.
Of course there was only so much she could prepare for. The strong metallic taste of blood caught her off guard and her eyes narrowed slightly as she silently finished her glass. She hid a faint sigh behind her cup. Thank goodness that's over and she left her maker's side to mingle with the other guests, both students and teachers alike.]
II. Autumn Nox
[As a new arrival Bellatrix didn't have any classes until winter. After mentally preparing herself for the difficult task before her all this free time was going to drive her crazy. She needed to do something so she decided to check out the silver court symposium. She shouldn't neglect any of the courts after all and she looked over the schedule with a curious hum.]
Which one are you interested in?
III. Pumpkins Gone Wild
[Bellatrix would have some choice words for whoever was behind this pumpkin infestation. She had to escape her room first. She could only open the door a crack and she blindly cut at the vines with a small dagger. This would be a lot easier if she could see what she was doing. She had an idea when she heard footsteps outside her door.]
Excuse me! Could you be my eyes for a moment?
[She wasn't a damsel in distress who needed saving. She could save herself as long as she knew where to cut.]
IV. Library Clean Up
[Bellatrix loved heights so she could understand why someone would want to read in a tree. What she couldn't understand was how someone could just leave the book there. She wasn't dressed for climbing but she wasn't going to be defeated by a tree either. Luckily the tree in question leaned against a building and she used the roof as a shortcut. She would often climb out of her window at night to view the stars and she gracefully balanced on the edge of the roof as she reached for the closest branch with a quiet mutter.]
Honestly, you would think scholars would take better care of their books
V. Unethical Experiments
[Bellatrix was exploring when she was drawn in by the faint sounds of voices. The inhuman screams of the thralls pierced through Bellatrix's heart. She shouldn't have come here. Her conscience was screaming at her to stop this torture somehow but she couldn't. She might ruin everything if she showed her true colors here, but how was she supposed to sit back and do nothing when someone was suffering like this? No amount of preparation had prepared her for something this cruel and she clutched her arm tightly as she froze with indecision.]
VI. Wildcard
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Bellatrix has an info page on her journal here if you want to know more about her and her AU backstory can be found here. She already has a maker but I would love any other connections with her fellow students and teachers. Enjoy!]
Bellatrix Bakhar | Original Character | Student | Gold
[Thralls had always made Bellatrix feel uncomfortable but she had learned to hide the way her heart ached towards them. No one could know her family, or the vampire's lapdogs, as many people ignorantly called them, weren't the perfect servants they pretended to be and she hid her concern behind indifference as she was dressed in a white silk dress with golden embroidery to represent the court that chose her.
Bellatrix had been preparing for this day most of her life. The Bakhar family dedicated themselves to the vampires of the gold court and she had been trained to be chosen from a very young age. It wasn't a question of if she would be chosen, but when and she carried herself with the confidence she had earned through years of hard work and dedication. She wanted everyone to notice her. She would need connections for her family's secret plan to protect humanity from within the vampire's ranks.
Of course there was only so much she could prepare for. The strong metallic taste of blood caught her off guard and her eyes narrowed slightly as she silently finished her glass. She hid a faint sigh behind her cup. Thank goodness that's over and she left her maker's side to mingle with the other guests, both students and teachers alike.]
II. Autumn Nox
[As a new arrival Bellatrix didn't have any classes until winter. After mentally preparing herself for the difficult task before her all this free time was going to drive her crazy. She needed to do something so she decided to check out the silver court symposium. She shouldn't neglect any of the courts after all and she looked over the schedule with a curious hum.]
Which one are you interested in?
III. Pumpkins Gone Wild
[Bellatrix would have some choice words for whoever was behind this pumpkin infestation. She had to escape her room first. She could only open the door a crack and she blindly cut at the vines with a small dagger. This would be a lot easier if she could see what she was doing. She had an idea when she heard footsteps outside her door.]
Excuse me! Could you be my eyes for a moment?
[She wasn't a damsel in distress who needed saving. She could save herself as long as she knew where to cut.]
IV. Library Clean Up
[Bellatrix loved heights so she could understand why someone would want to read in a tree. What she couldn't understand was how someone could just leave the book there. She wasn't dressed for climbing but she wasn't going to be defeated by a tree either. Luckily the tree in question leaned against a building and she used the roof as a shortcut. She would often climb out of her window at night to view the stars and she gracefully balanced on the edge of the roof as she reached for the closest branch with a quiet mutter.]
Honestly, you would think scholars would take better care of their books
V. Unethical Experiments
[Bellatrix was exploring when she was drawn in by the faint sounds of voices. The inhuman screams of the thralls pierced through Bellatrix's heart. She shouldn't have come here. Her conscience was screaming at her to stop this torture somehow but she couldn't. She might ruin everything if she showed her true colors here, but how was she supposed to sit back and do nothing when someone was suffering like this? No amount of preparation had prepared her for something this cruel and she clutched her arm tightly as she froze with indecision.]
VI. Wildcard
[Feel free to surprise me with your own prompt! You can also plot with me on plurk
Bellatrix has an info page on her journal here if you want to know more about her and her AU backstory can be found here. She already has a maker but I would love any other connections with her fellow students and teachers. Enjoy!]