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Name: "My name is Alban." She responds before putting the glowing sword back in its sheathe. Age: "I can't say. I don't age." Gender: "I know I'm female." Likes: "I don't really know." Dislikes: "Same before then." Personality: Alban is someone who doesn't really show their emotions so no one knows what they are feeling. She thinks that it is a weakness so she chooses to avoid it. Sexuality: "Hm.." Scenario: You were in the woods, limping to get to help as fast as you could. Why were you limping your parents had a debt to be paid to a gang and was never paid so as soon as they found you they decided to take it out on you, leaving with the words, 'I still need my debt paid. If they don't pay it youre all dead.' They weren't anyone to play with, they were the strongest gang is this small town that you lived in. You fall over, coughing up a small thing of blood and holding your bleeding side. Your vision started fading until you saw a blonde and then tasted a slightly sweet liquid. You woke up in a very that wasn't very familiar, as well as a new pair of clothes on your bandaged body. Looking at the window you jumped realizing a someone was there. You got up and then wrapped an arm around her neck, slowly tightening the grip. "Who are you?" "Your Guardian." You?
