Post by AceTheMercenary on Nov 17, 2015 7:27:51 GMT -6
Character Name: Arina Orumov
Age: 97 (appears 21 physically)
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Chicago, Illinois
Race: Vampire
Physical Appearance (Photo or description):
Standing even taller than most men her age at the height of 5'11", Arina can certainly be an imposing sight sometimes. Her hair is blond and rather long, as it cascades down to rest just below her shoulders and is meticulously well-groomed and cared for, straightened perfectly with her bangs swept just to the side of her face. Her jawline is sharp and sculpted beautifully, accentuating her face in all the right ways, while her nose is a modest size, fitting her face perfectly. Her skin is very pale, owing to her current state of a lack of legitimate human life, while the most striking part of her appearance is her eyes, which are a chillingly captivating shade of blue.
In terms of attire she wears a pink, longsleeved sweater along with a white scarf, blue jeans and a pair of tan combat boots. While not exactly the best clothes for Nevada, she passes it off as merely being cold-natured.
Good, Evil, or Neutral: Good
Strengths: Owing to her newfound life, Arina possesses all the strengths one would expect of a vampire: superior strength, speed, greatly heightened senses, fast reflexes and extremely sharp teeth hidden beneath her gums that can cut right through the bones and hard muscle tendons of a human if she so desires to snap down hard enough. Unlike her younger sister Anastasia, however, Arina is much stronger physically than she is, capable of breaking bones with her fists, denting the hoods of cars with a punch or kick, and throwing about normal humans and other vampires with ease.
Weaknesses: The gift of vampirism, unfortunately, brings about certain weaknesses: though she is fully capable of going out in the daylight and even interacting with humans where desired, her abilities are slightly stunted as a result of being out in the rays of the sun. Fire will burn her skin like any other vampire, and she can even be killed by it as a result if care is not taken, while UV lights and flashbangs are capable of blinding her. Blood drawn from the corpse of a dead human being can act as a potent poison, and while this in itself is not fatal, it causes great agony and can paralyze in large amounts, leaving her vulnerable. Her skin is ice cold like a corpse, which can potentially give her away at a touch, though she is inconspicuous and practiced enough at playing human to blend in well enough with the population at large and generally avoid detection.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Fangs and her fists, and while she can use guns she usually doesn't deign to do so.
Abilities:
Enhanced Strength: Vampires possess startling physical strength, to the capacity of crushing a human's skull in their hands with little effort or picking up and throwing people twice their size over their shoulders. While all vampires have this trait, Arina is much stronger than your average vampire: while still no real match for a nephilim at full rage or an angel, she can go toe to toe with werewolves with ease and rip them apart, dent cars with a punch, or smash through walls where required.
Enhanced Speed: Vampires are amongst the fastest of supernatural creatures, rivaled only by werewolves and those possessing teleportation abilities, and can at times appear to be little more than a blur to untrained human eyes.
Enhanced Stamina: Despite their constant hunger, vampires don't tire out easily -- sleep is a luxury to them when bored, not a requirement, and they can sprint for miles on end or tear through entire mobs of humans and be relatively unfazed by the end of it.
Enhanced Durability: Vampires cannot usually be killed by conventional weapons -- a blunt object like a baseball bat or only slightly sharper like a stake is more likely to break across their bodies and do little more than annoy them, though being shot with an ordinary bullet or pierced with an arrow or crossbow bolt can occasionally cause physical pain depending on how strong or weak the vampire is.
Enhanced Senses: Vampires can see perfectly clearly in the darkest of situations, whereas humans would be fumbling about helplessly in the dark and tripping over each other. Their sense of smell is almost as good as a dog's, if not better in some cases, and they possess greatly enhanced reflexes, to the point of where humans seem nearly awestruck at all times in comparison.
Razor-sharp fangs, which extend from the gums above her teeth on the upper and lower levels, and are sharp enough to bite through iron, or cleave through bone to tear limbs from her prey.
Healing Factor: Vampires heal at a faster rate than humans in general from everything except the amputation of a limb. Feeding on human or animal blood can increase the speed of the healing process exponentially, and are almost a requirement for severe injuries.
Immortality, in the general sense that a vampire will never age, nor acquire any sort of conventional disease that can hamper or kill a human. Being what is essentially a walking corpse has its perks. While the blood of a dead human (Dead Man's Blood) will act as a near-fatal poison to them and cause paralysis and incredible weakness, they possess an immunity to all other types of poisons as well.
All abilities are generally reliant on diet: vampires who feed on humans tend to be significantly stronger than those who take to feeding on animals instead, and though all of them are dangerous, a starving vampire is little threat to most people. While unable to die from starvation in itself, it makes them easy prey for creatures stronger than them.
Personality: An elegant young woman, Arina exudes social grace and poise with nearly every move she makes. Old-fashioned and with a temperament that makes her seem rather cold and distant, she is described by many who gaze upon her as the "Queen of Ice"; a cool beauty anyone would love to have, but always out of each of anyone looking to get close to her. She treats most humans as not being worth her time more often than not, preferring instead to remain amongst her family wherever possible, and anyone who speaks to her can likely feel the temperature of a room drop incredibly before she walks away.
Despite her reputation as a frigid woman, however, she is astonishingly warm and loving to those few people she likes: bright, happy, full of energy and acts with occasional motherly tendencies towards her younger sister, Anastasia, with a genuine desire to go out and do things with her family. She possesses more immaturity than she'd care to admit, and occasionally joins in with Anastasia's pranks all in the name of good fun, and can be quite the adrenaline junkie: she is consistently the one searching for the fastest roller coaster at the fair or driving way too fast for the speed limit. She loves her family greatly and would do anything for them; she would likely think nothing of murdering a human or one of her own kind if need be to protect their secrecy or well-being.
History: Born to a pair of Russian immigrants to Chicago in 1897, Arina's early life was rather strange in comparison to the life of present times, in an age where cars didn't exist and the only methods of travel were walking or riding in a stagecoach or by horseback. Her parents were quite loving, albeit not particularly rich -- even so, she had a decent childhood, at least until her 21st year of life, when the Spanish Flu epidemic broke out. Her father brought it home one day and the entire house had it: soon enough they were in the hospital along with all of those afflicted by it.
While her father seemed as though he would potentially recover from it according to the doctors, her mother's condition was still to be determined. Arina herself, however, had progressed too far along to truly be saved from it: the disease had absolutely ravaged her body, and nothing seemed to work to bring down either her fever or her symptoms. As a result, she was moved into a ward with the rest of the dying, to be granted what few comforts the hospital could offer her until the time finally came for her to die. The last things she would remember would be languishing away in a bed for several days, before her eyes closed and a cold embrace wrapped itself around her.
And then one day, she woke up, staring up at the hospital ceiling.
The doctor came by, as per usual, and after a quick examination, proclaimed her to have miraculously recovered from the influenza. While she was curious as to why her body felt so cold and why she was so thirsty, Arina found that she had no issue whatsoever removing herself from the bed. It was as if she'd never been sick, and had merely slept for two or three days. She immediately asked the doctor, Grigoriy Orumov, what had become of her parents, and with a heavy heart he'd explained to her that neither had survived their infections: her mother had died the day she'd been moved into the ward, and her father had had a sudden relapse of symptoms and passed not a day or two later. Then, privately, he spoke of them telling him to do whatever he could to save her life, at the very least, and Arina was forced to sit and stare with astonished eyes as he told her of the way he'd saved her life: He was a vampire, and had made her to be like him. His blood had obliterated the disease, but at the cost of making her an immortal, blood-drinking corpse. She hadn't even noticed he had placed a bag of blood in her hands and walked away, though her ultra-sensitive ears had vaguely heard his footsteps as he left the ward.
When the doctor had returned from checking her out of the hospital, he'd found that she had drained the entire bag of blood in a matter of seconds, and was now licking the remnants from her fingers. While he told her she was now free to leave if desired, he did offer to allow her to stay with him if she so desired. She could act as his daughter to avoid suspicion, and in return he would teach her a way of getting around the hand fate had dealt her while still being as human as possible. Given that she had no home or family to return to, she readily agreed, and took the surname 'Orumov' as she left with him.
The early days were, of course, difficult. Existing solely on animal blood was hard as it never fully took the thirst away, but still Arina persisted: it allowed her to feel a bit more human, considering she had eaten venison in her former life as it was, and she could still go out in the daylight and converse with humans if so desired. Eventually she was able to more or less perfect her self-control, just as two additions were added to the Orumov family: a woman by the name of Sara Aurora, whom Grigoriy seemed to show affection to, and another she had personally brought to them when the family was staying in Appalachia, a young half-Native American girl by the name of Anastasia. Arina found her being mauled by a bear in the woods while she was hunting, and while she had managed to tear the bear to shreds, the damage had already been done: it was remarkable that the young brunette was even still alive, her wounds were so severe that Arina was certain that she wouldn't make it. As she placed a hand to the girl's chest, however, her eyes peeked open, and Arina heard her mumble "...Angel..." beneath her breath, which was enough to make her smile. After a deep breath to steady herself from the smell of the girl's blood, Arina gently picked her up in her arms, deciding that she would take her back to her father. Maybe she would survive the one hundred mile journey to the family's present abode and maybe she wouldn't, but either way Arina felt it necessary to try and save the girl if at all possible.
Despite her speed, the journey seemed to take forever to her, given that the smell of the girl's blood was firmly entrenched in her nostrils every time she took a breath and literally dripping onto her hands with every bounding step she ran, but she mustered every ounce of her self-control, drowning out any and all distractions and focusing entirely on the path back to her home as she glided through the wilderness. At long last she burst through the front doors of her family's secluded estate, and flew right by her supposed 'mother figure', Sara, who was lounging on the couch, in a gust of wind, stopping directly at her father's office and slinging the door wide open.
While certainly surprised as his daughter came flying into his office unannounced, Grigoriy was altogether less concerned about her abrupt entrance and more so about the state of the young human girl that Arina laid across his desk. At a rate of talking that most humans would hear as little more than senseless drivel, Arina babbled out the short version of her story and the state that she'd found the girl in, before promptly demanding that her father do something about it. With just a simple glance, it was easy to tell that she would certainly not survive: her breathing had become so shallow that it was impossible to see, and what few pieces of skin that wasn't gashed open from the bear's claws and teeth were sweating unnaturally. Her father told her that there was only one way she'd be brought back from death's literal door; namely that she would have to become like them to have any hope of it. Arina hastily agreed, feeling badly for the girl's condition and feeling as though she was partially to blame for not getting there in time, and Grigoriy offered his 'daughter' the honor of turning her.
Arina was certainly skeptical about it after her father had given her a hasty explanation of what to do: it was dangerous for the girl, as once her teeth latched on, there was the possibility that she'd never let go until there was nothing left of her but an emaciated skeleton, but her father's total faith in her gave her the strength to try. Slicing deep into her hand with a pair of scissors that her father had left on his desk, she pried the girl's mouth open with one had before squeezing her cut hand into a fist over her mouth, allowing her blood to slowly drip down the girl's throat. This task was easy enough, but then came the hardest part: the bite, which would act as a painkiller while the "venom-like blood", as her father explained, changed her very DNA to that of a vampire. Gritting her teeth to steady herself, her fangs extended, and Arina bit directly into the girl's jugular, prompting an immediate fast flow of blood to come gushing into her mouth.
As it slid down her throat, it tasted like utter heaven and a sense of complete and total euphoria washed over her body, and she knew that it was unlike any form of animal blood out there. Her self-control was pushed to its absolute limit, and it took every fiber of Arina's being to keep from draining her on the spot -- still, she relented, merely holding the girl tightly and listening for any change in her heartbeat.
When the girl's heart stopped beating an hour later, Arina promptly withdrew and panicked, fearing that she'd killed her after all until Grigoriy explained that it was merely another part of the process: the same had happened to her, and him, more years ago than he'd care to admit. With a lazy hand, he shooed his daughter from his office, telling her he'd call her as soon as the change was complete.
A day later, the girl finally awoke, and Arina was there almost before her father and Sara were, having smelled the unique scent of her newest sister all the way from her room on the upper story of the house. She would finally learn the name of the girl she saved -- Anastasia -- though peculiarly enough the young brunette remembered absolutely nothing about her former human life apart from her name, merely that she'd awoken staring at the ceiling of the guest bedroom that Grigoriy had moved her to. It had taken a great deal of explaining, but Anastasia seemed to take the details of her new vampiric lifestyle mostly in stride, and agreed readily to hunt animals instead of human beings just as their family did. Arina had ruffled her hair in response, before telling her that they would be going on their first hunting trip right then and there, citing merely that "it would make her throat hurt less" when asked why.
The two would grow very close as 'sisters' over the many years they shared together, and while not much of Arina's more mature attitude would rub off on Anastasia, a fair bit of Anastasia's occasionally childish attitude would rub off on her. She began pulling elaborate pranks alongside her younger sister, much to Sara's dismay, and slowly began to act a bit more childish around her family just as Anastasia did, much to Grigoriy's amusement.
In the present day, Arina is much the same, albeit much more fashionable with the options of clothing that the 21st century provides. She owns a flashy 2015 Dodge Charger, which her father happily bought for her with the family's ludicrous surplus of money, and apart from running is her main method of transportation. Owing to both her need for speed and her incredible reflexes being more than capable of keeping her from getting in an accident, Arina is usually the one chosen to drive anyone anywhere, considering she usually drives at well above 100 miles per hour. She continues to travel the continental United States with her family, always remaining out of the eye of suspicion of the public as much as possible.
Age: 97 (appears 21 physically)
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Chicago, Illinois
Race: Vampire
Physical Appearance (Photo or description):
Standing even taller than most men her age at the height of 5'11", Arina can certainly be an imposing sight sometimes. Her hair is blond and rather long, as it cascades down to rest just below her shoulders and is meticulously well-groomed and cared for, straightened perfectly with her bangs swept just to the side of her face. Her jawline is sharp and sculpted beautifully, accentuating her face in all the right ways, while her nose is a modest size, fitting her face perfectly. Her skin is very pale, owing to her current state of a lack of legitimate human life, while the most striking part of her appearance is her eyes, which are a chillingly captivating shade of blue.
In terms of attire she wears a pink, longsleeved sweater along with a white scarf, blue jeans and a pair of tan combat boots. While not exactly the best clothes for Nevada, she passes it off as merely being cold-natured.
Good, Evil, or Neutral: Good
Strengths: Owing to her newfound life, Arina possesses all the strengths one would expect of a vampire: superior strength, speed, greatly heightened senses, fast reflexes and extremely sharp teeth hidden beneath her gums that can cut right through the bones and hard muscle tendons of a human if she so desires to snap down hard enough. Unlike her younger sister Anastasia, however, Arina is much stronger physically than she is, capable of breaking bones with her fists, denting the hoods of cars with a punch or kick, and throwing about normal humans and other vampires with ease.
Weaknesses: The gift of vampirism, unfortunately, brings about certain weaknesses: though she is fully capable of going out in the daylight and even interacting with humans where desired, her abilities are slightly stunted as a result of being out in the rays of the sun. Fire will burn her skin like any other vampire, and she can even be killed by it as a result if care is not taken, while UV lights and flashbangs are capable of blinding her. Blood drawn from the corpse of a dead human being can act as a potent poison, and while this in itself is not fatal, it causes great agony and can paralyze in large amounts, leaving her vulnerable. Her skin is ice cold like a corpse, which can potentially give her away at a touch, though she is inconspicuous and practiced enough at playing human to blend in well enough with the population at large and generally avoid detection.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Fangs and her fists, and while she can use guns she usually doesn't deign to do so.
Abilities:
Enhanced Strength: Vampires possess startling physical strength, to the capacity of crushing a human's skull in their hands with little effort or picking up and throwing people twice their size over their shoulders. While all vampires have this trait, Arina is much stronger than your average vampire: while still no real match for a nephilim at full rage or an angel, she can go toe to toe with werewolves with ease and rip them apart, dent cars with a punch, or smash through walls where required.
Enhanced Speed: Vampires are amongst the fastest of supernatural creatures, rivaled only by werewolves and those possessing teleportation abilities, and can at times appear to be little more than a blur to untrained human eyes.
Enhanced Stamina: Despite their constant hunger, vampires don't tire out easily -- sleep is a luxury to them when bored, not a requirement, and they can sprint for miles on end or tear through entire mobs of humans and be relatively unfazed by the end of it.
Enhanced Durability: Vampires cannot usually be killed by conventional weapons -- a blunt object like a baseball bat or only slightly sharper like a stake is more likely to break across their bodies and do little more than annoy them, though being shot with an ordinary bullet or pierced with an arrow or crossbow bolt can occasionally cause physical pain depending on how strong or weak the vampire is.
Enhanced Senses: Vampires can see perfectly clearly in the darkest of situations, whereas humans would be fumbling about helplessly in the dark and tripping over each other. Their sense of smell is almost as good as a dog's, if not better in some cases, and they possess greatly enhanced reflexes, to the point of where humans seem nearly awestruck at all times in comparison.
Razor-sharp fangs, which extend from the gums above her teeth on the upper and lower levels, and are sharp enough to bite through iron, or cleave through bone to tear limbs from her prey.
Healing Factor: Vampires heal at a faster rate than humans in general from everything except the amputation of a limb. Feeding on human or animal blood can increase the speed of the healing process exponentially, and are almost a requirement for severe injuries.
Immortality, in the general sense that a vampire will never age, nor acquire any sort of conventional disease that can hamper or kill a human. Being what is essentially a walking corpse has its perks. While the blood of a dead human (Dead Man's Blood) will act as a near-fatal poison to them and cause paralysis and incredible weakness, they possess an immunity to all other types of poisons as well.
All abilities are generally reliant on diet: vampires who feed on humans tend to be significantly stronger than those who take to feeding on animals instead, and though all of them are dangerous, a starving vampire is little threat to most people. While unable to die from starvation in itself, it makes them easy prey for creatures stronger than them.
Personality: An elegant young woman, Arina exudes social grace and poise with nearly every move she makes. Old-fashioned and with a temperament that makes her seem rather cold and distant, she is described by many who gaze upon her as the "Queen of Ice"; a cool beauty anyone would love to have, but always out of each of anyone looking to get close to her. She treats most humans as not being worth her time more often than not, preferring instead to remain amongst her family wherever possible, and anyone who speaks to her can likely feel the temperature of a room drop incredibly before she walks away.
Despite her reputation as a frigid woman, however, she is astonishingly warm and loving to those few people she likes: bright, happy, full of energy and acts with occasional motherly tendencies towards her younger sister, Anastasia, with a genuine desire to go out and do things with her family. She possesses more immaturity than she'd care to admit, and occasionally joins in with Anastasia's pranks all in the name of good fun, and can be quite the adrenaline junkie: she is consistently the one searching for the fastest roller coaster at the fair or driving way too fast for the speed limit. She loves her family greatly and would do anything for them; she would likely think nothing of murdering a human or one of her own kind if need be to protect their secrecy or well-being.
History: Born to a pair of Russian immigrants to Chicago in 1897, Arina's early life was rather strange in comparison to the life of present times, in an age where cars didn't exist and the only methods of travel were walking or riding in a stagecoach or by horseback. Her parents were quite loving, albeit not particularly rich -- even so, she had a decent childhood, at least until her 21st year of life, when the Spanish Flu epidemic broke out. Her father brought it home one day and the entire house had it: soon enough they were in the hospital along with all of those afflicted by it.
While her father seemed as though he would potentially recover from it according to the doctors, her mother's condition was still to be determined. Arina herself, however, had progressed too far along to truly be saved from it: the disease had absolutely ravaged her body, and nothing seemed to work to bring down either her fever or her symptoms. As a result, she was moved into a ward with the rest of the dying, to be granted what few comforts the hospital could offer her until the time finally came for her to die. The last things she would remember would be languishing away in a bed for several days, before her eyes closed and a cold embrace wrapped itself around her.
And then one day, she woke up, staring up at the hospital ceiling.
The doctor came by, as per usual, and after a quick examination, proclaimed her to have miraculously recovered from the influenza. While she was curious as to why her body felt so cold and why she was so thirsty, Arina found that she had no issue whatsoever removing herself from the bed. It was as if she'd never been sick, and had merely slept for two or three days. She immediately asked the doctor, Grigoriy Orumov, what had become of her parents, and with a heavy heart he'd explained to her that neither had survived their infections: her mother had died the day she'd been moved into the ward, and her father had had a sudden relapse of symptoms and passed not a day or two later. Then, privately, he spoke of them telling him to do whatever he could to save her life, at the very least, and Arina was forced to sit and stare with astonished eyes as he told her of the way he'd saved her life: He was a vampire, and had made her to be like him. His blood had obliterated the disease, but at the cost of making her an immortal, blood-drinking corpse. She hadn't even noticed he had placed a bag of blood in her hands and walked away, though her ultra-sensitive ears had vaguely heard his footsteps as he left the ward.
When the doctor had returned from checking her out of the hospital, he'd found that she had drained the entire bag of blood in a matter of seconds, and was now licking the remnants from her fingers. While he told her she was now free to leave if desired, he did offer to allow her to stay with him if she so desired. She could act as his daughter to avoid suspicion, and in return he would teach her a way of getting around the hand fate had dealt her while still being as human as possible. Given that she had no home or family to return to, she readily agreed, and took the surname 'Orumov' as she left with him.
The early days were, of course, difficult. Existing solely on animal blood was hard as it never fully took the thirst away, but still Arina persisted: it allowed her to feel a bit more human, considering she had eaten venison in her former life as it was, and she could still go out in the daylight and converse with humans if so desired. Eventually she was able to more or less perfect her self-control, just as two additions were added to the Orumov family: a woman by the name of Sara Aurora, whom Grigoriy seemed to show affection to, and another she had personally brought to them when the family was staying in Appalachia, a young half-Native American girl by the name of Anastasia. Arina found her being mauled by a bear in the woods while she was hunting, and while she had managed to tear the bear to shreds, the damage had already been done: it was remarkable that the young brunette was even still alive, her wounds were so severe that Arina was certain that she wouldn't make it. As she placed a hand to the girl's chest, however, her eyes peeked open, and Arina heard her mumble "...Angel..." beneath her breath, which was enough to make her smile. After a deep breath to steady herself from the smell of the girl's blood, Arina gently picked her up in her arms, deciding that she would take her back to her father. Maybe she would survive the one hundred mile journey to the family's present abode and maybe she wouldn't, but either way Arina felt it necessary to try and save the girl if at all possible.
Despite her speed, the journey seemed to take forever to her, given that the smell of the girl's blood was firmly entrenched in her nostrils every time she took a breath and literally dripping onto her hands with every bounding step she ran, but she mustered every ounce of her self-control, drowning out any and all distractions and focusing entirely on the path back to her home as she glided through the wilderness. At long last she burst through the front doors of her family's secluded estate, and flew right by her supposed 'mother figure', Sara, who was lounging on the couch, in a gust of wind, stopping directly at her father's office and slinging the door wide open.
While certainly surprised as his daughter came flying into his office unannounced, Grigoriy was altogether less concerned about her abrupt entrance and more so about the state of the young human girl that Arina laid across his desk. At a rate of talking that most humans would hear as little more than senseless drivel, Arina babbled out the short version of her story and the state that she'd found the girl in, before promptly demanding that her father do something about it. With just a simple glance, it was easy to tell that she would certainly not survive: her breathing had become so shallow that it was impossible to see, and what few pieces of skin that wasn't gashed open from the bear's claws and teeth were sweating unnaturally. Her father told her that there was only one way she'd be brought back from death's literal door; namely that she would have to become like them to have any hope of it. Arina hastily agreed, feeling badly for the girl's condition and feeling as though she was partially to blame for not getting there in time, and Grigoriy offered his 'daughter' the honor of turning her.
Arina was certainly skeptical about it after her father had given her a hasty explanation of what to do: it was dangerous for the girl, as once her teeth latched on, there was the possibility that she'd never let go until there was nothing left of her but an emaciated skeleton, but her father's total faith in her gave her the strength to try. Slicing deep into her hand with a pair of scissors that her father had left on his desk, she pried the girl's mouth open with one had before squeezing her cut hand into a fist over her mouth, allowing her blood to slowly drip down the girl's throat. This task was easy enough, but then came the hardest part: the bite, which would act as a painkiller while the "venom-like blood", as her father explained, changed her very DNA to that of a vampire. Gritting her teeth to steady herself, her fangs extended, and Arina bit directly into the girl's jugular, prompting an immediate fast flow of blood to come gushing into her mouth.
As it slid down her throat, it tasted like utter heaven and a sense of complete and total euphoria washed over her body, and she knew that it was unlike any form of animal blood out there. Her self-control was pushed to its absolute limit, and it took every fiber of Arina's being to keep from draining her on the spot -- still, she relented, merely holding the girl tightly and listening for any change in her heartbeat.
When the girl's heart stopped beating an hour later, Arina promptly withdrew and panicked, fearing that she'd killed her after all until Grigoriy explained that it was merely another part of the process: the same had happened to her, and him, more years ago than he'd care to admit. With a lazy hand, he shooed his daughter from his office, telling her he'd call her as soon as the change was complete.
A day later, the girl finally awoke, and Arina was there almost before her father and Sara were, having smelled the unique scent of her newest sister all the way from her room on the upper story of the house. She would finally learn the name of the girl she saved -- Anastasia -- though peculiarly enough the young brunette remembered absolutely nothing about her former human life apart from her name, merely that she'd awoken staring at the ceiling of the guest bedroom that Grigoriy had moved her to. It had taken a great deal of explaining, but Anastasia seemed to take the details of her new vampiric lifestyle mostly in stride, and agreed readily to hunt animals instead of human beings just as their family did. Arina had ruffled her hair in response, before telling her that they would be going on their first hunting trip right then and there, citing merely that "it would make her throat hurt less" when asked why.
The two would grow very close as 'sisters' over the many years they shared together, and while not much of Arina's more mature attitude would rub off on Anastasia, a fair bit of Anastasia's occasionally childish attitude would rub off on her. She began pulling elaborate pranks alongside her younger sister, much to Sara's dismay, and slowly began to act a bit more childish around her family just as Anastasia did, much to Grigoriy's amusement.
In the present day, Arina is much the same, albeit much more fashionable with the options of clothing that the 21st century provides. She owns a flashy 2015 Dodge Charger, which her father happily bought for her with the family's ludicrous surplus of money, and apart from running is her main method of transportation. Owing to both her need for speed and her incredible reflexes being more than capable of keeping her from getting in an accident, Arina is usually the one chosen to drive anyone anywhere, considering she usually drives at well above 100 miles per hour. She continues to travel the continental United States with her family, always remaining out of the eye of suspicion of the public as much as possible.