Short, disheveled,thick black hair, with a slight wave, tumbles down over crystal clear blue eyes containing a mirage of flecks, both green and gold. A natural surfers tan is maintained throughout the year effortlessly as is the appearance of not caring how he looks. Johnny wears dirty navy tee shirts which cling to his tall [ 6'5 ] fr[injection]ame. Despite being quiet lean, his fr[injection]ame has a lot of muscle spread over it, which he hides by slouching. Adding to the not-caring-about-appearance look, he wears paint stained black drill shots and combat boots. A simple Aztec necklace hangs around his neck and leather anklets adorn his right ankle. In small print, a tattoo takes it's place on the inside of his left forearm - 'The ride is far from over.'

Master Number

8

Blood intake:

     August 18, the first day of private school. Orientation was being held in the auditorium of Kuntou Academy's main building. Students flocked their way into the area, already wearing the school's required attire.

     Kaisuke Tsuganomi was no exception. He was dressed in the Kuntou uniform in its entirety, even wearing the restricting red tie he knew he would discard of later in the year. After all, it's all about making impressions the first day, especially on the teachers. Taking note in the fact that if graduated at a high rank from this prestigious academy, you are guaranteed a prosperous life.

     The boy entered the auditorium along with the others, and was guided to his seat. After what seemed like hours, an old round man approached the stand on the court. Grabbing the microphone and clearing his throat, the man began his announcement, which lasted hours on babbling at how the school works and the disciplinary actions taken to correct disobedience.
Losing interest, Kai buried himself in a leather-bound book he was carrying. It wasn't until the aging man introduced the real reason behind the school that Kai glanced up. 

"As you all know, this is one of the government's latest experiments."
The speaker with a pointy nose and a long mustache announced to the crowd of students huddled in the auditorium.

     "Here you will each be assigned a partner," he paused, changing his mind,"No, I think a better word for them is slave."
He turned around to glare at the row of battered children bound by chains.

"I detest these creatures, and I'm sure you do as well. However, it was demanded by the government to take on this assignment to control these grotesque beings.
"They are your slaves, treat them as you wish. Just keep them in line.

   "Come forth as I call your name, you will receive your...kid," the announcer shuddered as he admitted the truth, it left a bad taste in his mouth.

"....Number 4, Kaisuke Tsuganomi."
     Kai strode down the isle to retrieve the blonde-haired, weak-looking, vampire awaiting him with a name-tag that stated, "Hello my name is, Robin."

(( Thanks, Kake-chan. ))

Name: Alec Marian Harris

Age: Fifteen, almost sixteen.

Gender: Female, of course.

Grade: 10

Personality: She's very outgoing, with a sunny personality. She always seems to be cheerful, unless something really weighty comes to hand. Her smile is dazzling, and her frown is heartbreaking. She really has a lot of inner turmoil, but hides it under a happy face. She loves children and animals, and likes the idea of helping others. However, she sometimes pushes herself past her physical limits for the sake of others- wanting to help them. She's more clumsy than you could possibly imagine, which leads to lots of injuries. Often, when she's asked how she was hurt, she'll just say that she doesn't know. Which is usually correct.

Appearance: With pale skin and bright blue eyes that rival those of a husky, Alec attracts a lot of attention. However, she's extremely short, standing at 5'1". Her short stature is petite, with noticeable curves that are a bit over the average. Her face is rounded, with a slightly upward-pointing nose, and full lips that are light pink. Her cheekbones and nose are lightly dotted with honey-colored freckles. They don't stand out, but accent the color of her eyes. She blushes easily, and burns easily in the sun, which explains why she's so pale. Her hair is a light blonde, though not platinum, and falls to her hips in slight curls.

Vampire Number: ----

Other: She's terrified of thunder and lightning.

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Name: Corey Maryse Holland

Age: Sixteen.

Gender: Female

Personality: One would guess that Corey was... broken, at first. She doesn't speak. Doesn't offer conversation, or even reply to most questions. She just sits there and... stares, solemnly at the ground. Every now and then, she'll hum a tune, but she doesn't really remember much of where the tune came from. She has a strong maternal nature, and will often violate her silence to ask someone if they're okay. She is very sensitive, and will often take a non-chalant comment to heart. She will cower if someone raises their hand to her, hinting that she was abused as a human, but don't underestimate her. If she's hit, and she has enough courage at the time, she'll strike back, or defend herself, and, given that she has vampiric strength, she could easily harm someone.

Appearance: She appears to have some Native American Indian blood in her veins, due to her features, which would remind one of a native. Her cheekbones are high and sharp, but not to the point where they jut out. Her lips are semi-full, and her nose is straight. Her brows are lightly arched, and, just below them, her large almond-shaped dark brown eyes sit, deep set, framed by dark lashes the same color as her hair. Corey's hair is a dark, dark brown- almost black, with hints of copper when the sun shines on it. She stands at 5'4" with a slender build, athletic, with average-sized curves. Her hair is dark brown- it matches her eyes and eyelashes- and travels to her mid-back in loose waves.

Master Number: ---

Blood intake: She needs blood three times daily, at least. She craves it more often.

Other: She is only recently turned. About a month old as a vampire. Thunder and lightning terrify her.