Candidate at Nidus Otykaii

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Triptych Character

Name: Angela Corsair

Gender: Female

Height/Build: 5'10" / 150, even and slender

Appearance: Skin is unnaturally white with brilliant port wine stains which had been more red, but are now bleached into a lighter pink-red shade. These spots appear on her shifted forms only as hoof and horn.

Fluffy silvery white hair that appears as crest, tail tip, and mane.

Pale blue eyes.

Prime One

White Ermine

Size: ~2' long

Abilities: stealth, fluffy, beautiful

Prime Two

Great Heron

Size: fully upright 5' to head; 20' wingspan

Abilities: flight, elegance and accuracy

Prime Three

White Unicorn

Size: ~5'3" at head, not quite pony sized

Abilities: Poison Immunity, self and other healing

Mythic: Distinctive long ears in Triptych only; powers work in Uni or Trip only

Triptych

Ermine Pegacorn

Size: 6' fully upright

Abilities: Healing of others regardless of the depth of injury, but cannot fix things that are neither inflicted nor caught

Shift: 25% to Primes, instant to Triptych form, does not generally use full form unless it's important

Quirk: A rare case of the Triptych form being somewhat smaller than expected but still has a massive wingspan

Angela is my name, though I have no idea why my parents played such a horrid joke on me. They are not to blame for my original deformity -- they`re perfectly average Port Wine Stain birthmarks.

My parents are however to blame for what they did to try to remove them. When I was little, I remember it quite clearly, my mother and father took me into the basement and told me to get into the big barrel they had set up. They made it seem like I was going to get to swim or something. It was bleach. They made me stand in bleach for an hour or more at a time -- yes, they did this many times -- and I now dread both basements and the scent of bleach. This continued until I was about ten, sporadically after that, and it stopped completely because I got away from them when I was sixteen. Notice that I did not say `ran` away, because I did not run.

My name is Angela. Angela. Angela. I am known as Heron or Unicorn or Silvermink by the others. It took a long time to get used to people again. When I had gotten about thirty miles away from my home, it began to rain, and I was left with the choice to either try to get home, or somehow get farther away. I had no money and no friends, and a horrid feeling that I was going to die. I had developed two out of my three Primes by then, a white mink and a pure white heron -- these things are not affected by my skin somehow so I usually spent more time as one of those than human. A sixteen year old walking the rain slicked dirt road outside of a small town is one of those things that usually winds up on the evening news, after the fact and the hideous murder. Believe me, I was quite aware of the danger I had placed myself in. I was prepared to take the chance.

I kept walking until I reached Bluffside. More than an hour by car away from my home and dead tired, I collapsed and then remained where I had fallen through the next day. Once there, I called my parents and told them I was not returning. I found a job and some clothing and a room to live in. There I stayed for nearly a year before I felt the need to leave. I found my third Prime on the way to meeting Ramon for the first time. A silvermaned unicorn with a red horn, of all things, the most unique thing in the whole world, why did it have to be me?

It was raining again, when I was sitting beneath a bridge in their town. I was hungry and sulking and didn`t have any desire to hunt as a bird. Then I noticed a girl right about my age sitting beside me. How she got there is beyond me, I thought I had been paying attention. She sat there and then smiled, and offered me a piece of raisin bread. I love raisins.

When Ramon came by, he didn`t say anything to me at first. He and Rita sat and watched me, like I was going to run away or something. Then Rita slowly shifted into a cat. I couldn`t believe my eyes. Ramon did the same thing into his wonderful jungle colors. So I didn`t have much choice but to go ahead and change into my mink. We slept curled up in a big furry ball like that with the rain dripping down over the sides of the small bridge. When we woke, Rita had gone for food or something, and Ramon looked at me and told me I was beautiful, that I was the most beautiful woman he`d ever met.

He is the only person who has ever said that. He is the only one I would ever believe. I know he has a drug problem, but that went it`s course and we`ve seen through worse. I`ll love him forever.

When we got to the housing project where we live now, David was already there. The Phoenix brothers came with us when we found them at the lab park. They aren`t nearly as innocent as they claim to be, surely not Andrew. He is going to be formidable in the future if only he`d open up. Drake is civil to me, and no more -- so that is what he gets from me in return. Wade is Wade. Diva and I argue about petty things, it isn`t likely we`ll ever be true friends. Caroline is about the most frightened girl I have ever met, she should listen to people when they tell her to eat, but the way she sees the world I guess is different. She`ll kill herself someday over it. I thought about that for a while, killing myself, but I have a little too much pride, or is it bitterness, in me to do it. I`d rather inflict myself on the world.

What are you staring at?

Angela was fairly certain that she'd be seeing more dragons than just the ones that were flying around the Nidus. She just had this weird feeling... Ramon had gone visiting elsewhere, and she and Tracy were dormed together for a while. The pair got along well, but not as well as either of them did with their respective guys. The guys were the subject of their discussions more often than not.

Both young women worried that their partners would damage themselves more than they already had - Angela admitted she couldn't change an addiction or cure psychosis, and they both knew that Ramon had been addicted to crack cocaine and Wade had an alcohol problem. How they wound up with two girls who would give their world for em, those girls giggled to one another, it was a mystery.

What wasn't a mystery was that the nests of eggs were hatching! They both ran down to see, hopefully there would be a dragon among these breaking eggs for one or both of them?

There was a commotion of eggs wobbling and breaking but only one hatched right off. It was long minutes later when another - then a whole bunch - came open. While everyone was watching the colorful hatchlings lurch around on the sands, one in particular went unnoticed toward Angela.

Finally, she butted up against the white-skinned young woman, and Angela looked down to see a Dusk Green waiting for attention.

On instinct, Angela said, "yes Retecu? Oh!" She realized that she knew the hatchling's name - that meant... that meant she'd bonded! She felt a warmth in her heart, as the young dragonet heard her name. "Retecu!"

Angela noticed that Tracy had also found her friend, but she was much bigger, much more adult like.

Retecu grumbled, I'm not grown up enough for you?

"Retecu, that's not what I was thinking at all!" Angela chided the dusk-colored dragoness. "You'll be exactly the right size for me to ride, or fly by, soon enough."

That is okay too, I guess. Xcyritecu is not very quiet, she is a little odd.

"I know but Tracy seems to get along well with her. They bring out the best in each other." Angela wondered whether her human love, Ramon, would be finding for himself? Would it bring out what she knew was best in him too?

I bring out the best in you too, my one, you're hardly ever thinking of yourself.

At long last, everyone was trained up enough to head out. Angela stood out against the dusk shades of blue, green and pink on her dragon, brightly. But she laughed anyway, "come on, we're going home!"

They soared into the skies, with the darker midnight-colored dragon and Tracy following like a shadow.