Middeh! :P And Polo of course... ;)

Indiana Summers
Sixteen
Female
Looks:
<a href=' http://selkeysaynothing.deviantart.com/art/Stock-Upheaval-To-Heaven-111863865?q=boost%3Apopular+in%3Aresources+Scene+Girl&qo=72'>Indiana</a>
Persona:
Indiana likes a good challenge; she is persistent and willing to try anything. She is out going and very confident, she likes making new friends and finds it easy to strike up a conversation.


((Yeah, the description sucks but it is not at all important. Just for the sake of having one... You'll see what he's like when I'm actually using him! ))

Name: Kougu
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: Kougu is tall, standing around 6ft, yet he is by no means muscular and powerful. His limbs are abnormally long, and he is thin. Not slender or healthily fit, but downright skinny and gawky. His fingers are extremely long, even for his tall frame. He has a very pale complexion. That, combined with his skinny build and the permanent signs of insomnia marking his face, give him the appearance of being permanently unwell. He has long, black hair that often falls down over his eyes, and constantly covers the long, ugly scar on his left temple. His eyes are a dark, midnight blue that seem to hold a distant, haunted expression, though it is well hidden behind his layers of disguise. His expression is always kind and gentle, with very few situations causing an exception.

[[I had to cut it short; sorry but next time I shall post a bit longer (: ]] 


The small framed girl slowly crawled out of her bed. After a late night last night she was in no mood to be awake at this time in the morning, let alone in the morning. She stumbled her way to the wall mirror which was perched on the wall in front of a small white chair and table, which housed Indiana's hair brush and other small bits and pieces she never knew she had. She sighed, taking the brush in her right hand then begun combing it.

((No worries - I'm too tired to type much anyway. ))

Kougu prowled about the dark house - pacing restlessly from room to room as light gradually began peeking its timid rays through the glass of the windows. Kougu froze as he noticed this - his midnight blue eyes locked upon the windows. He stood thus - his stance almost trance-like as he gazed unblinkingly at the softly lit reflections in the dark, murky windows. If he tilted his head a little to either side, he could see parts of his house behind his own reflection... His house? No, it was not really his... But he lived there, and nobody else did, so he supposed that did make it his place of residence, even if he did not technically own it... Kougu stared unseeingly at the window for a few minutes longer, then turned away and resumed prowling. When dawn was about to break out upon the world, Kougu heard a sound. His head jerked up - for it had begun to droop as he stood - and Kougu made his way cautiously over to the window. He stared out of it, but nothing caught his attention. Kougu gnawed his lip in indecision for a moment, then nodded firmly. He had nothing to do anyway - it couldn't hurt to leave the house for a few minutes to see what was going on, could it? Kougu tottered over to the door, ignored the shoes and hoodie waiting for him there, and stepped outside. The smooth stone of the steps outside his front door felt icy on the soles of his bare feet and the chilly wind bit through his thin white T-shirt, but if Kougu felt the cold then he showed no indication of it. He took a deep breath of the air outside, glad for some form of escape, then walked off in search of the source of the noise he had heard. He knew that it was probably just a cat or something... But he had needed an excuse to get out anyway.

[[I'm being a bit lazy but I can't type fast because I tend to type fairly loud when I type fast and wake my parents up ]]

Indiana sighed, quickly getting changed out of her pyjamas into a pair of stone grey jeans and a simple white V-necked shirt with a dark grey hoodie overlapping. She yawned, stretching her arms and blinked slowly, early mornings were defiantly not her ‘thing’. She walked silently to the kitchen, taking an apple and sculling a glass of lukewarm water. Indiana washed her glass in the warm water in the sink before taking her keys from the bench and heading out the front door for her morning jog of the neighbourhood, which she rarely did anyway; locking the door behind her. She bounded down the two small steps that welcomed you to the house. Listening to the wind in the trees was always relaxing for her, especially seeing there was not much traffic on the small streets this time of the morning. She smiled, then cutting through a back street and breaking into a jog, finally; she set her directly in front, they glistened with determination, she had set her goal and she was going to achieve it. The back street was empty, except for a few signs that someone had been there the night before with broken glass and a fair pile of rubbish. She rolled her eyes, what consideration to the people who used the back street in their day. She shook her head and whispered to herself “forget it, you can’t change people,” and followed it with a loud exhale.

Kougu crept silently through the dark streets and alleys - already forgetting about the strange sound, for he was so lost in his wanderings. Kougu walked a while longer - then he caught his toe on a loose paving stone. He stumbled, tripping over his oversize feet. Kougu didn't even bother trying to catch himself, since he knew it would do no good - he was bound to trip at some stage anyway, so he might as well get it over with. As such, he toppled over like a solitary domino, falling flat on his face on the cold, damp paving. He sighed softly, then shifted himself into a sitting position, unconcernedly brushing a trickle of blood off his forehead with a long, pale finger. Kougu considered getting up for a moment, then decided against it. It was rather interesting to observe the world from this new height, and he was quite keen to venture into his own imagination whilst watching everything from a different perspective. Kougu's messy black hair fell down over his face as he gazed placidly around through deep, midnight blue eyes. His gaze was glassy and unseeing - for he was not really looking at his surroundings, nor was he really seeing them. Kougu was lost in a daydream - allowing himself to be trapped in a place so much kinder than reality. e was finally jerked out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Then, panic struck. Kougu leaped to his feet, pressing his back against the wall and glancing around desperately for some form of escape. He couldn't find any that he could use without arousing suspicion, and this thought made Kougu's panic intensify. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he leaned casually against the wall and simply hoped that he would blend in as just another of those alleyway drunks who were forever prowling the streets. As long as nobody tried to get near to him, or tried to talk to him, he ought to be fine... Or so he hoped. Damn, this had been a stupid idea!! Why had he left the house in the first place?! Could he get any more foolish? Sheesh...