Kick butt information from writerighton
The following is something that I need to edit later. I found this on the writerighton community here on LJ.
Cassandra Araceli
1. That's a tough question especially after being dropped off in a place I've never even heard of and ordered to go to the Spiritual Glow Academy. I guess my best friend before this crap occurred was Yumi Asago. Even though she was a gossip queen and popular she was always nice to me. Then again she was a fake beauty, always after the guys with inches of makeup on. Not to mention more unsavory things she's been into. I guess now my new friend is the only connection to who I was a few days ago and now since he 'appeared' right around then. I think the professor called him a Inola.
2. I grew up as the only child of Angelo and Jessika Araceli. Having felt different from my family (and in hindsight was subtly avoided to a point) I never had much of a good relationship with any of them except for my uncle Aidan. Mind you I only met him once in passing but it always seemed like we had much in common. I view my friends as my family now... Especially since my uncle decided to up and vanish without a trace.
Cian Korbin
1. I guess my best friend would be Ian Hemming if a 'servant' could be considered a friend. He's more a tool than anything especially since I currently can't create a new form with the amount of energy I'm getting from this fool. At least I can steal energy from those he comes in contact with.
2. Having been sealed in a freaking stone for so long I can't quite recall anything about my family or friends. Actually scrap that, I couldn't remember anything except for my name for nearly two decades. So please excuse me if I sound harsh or 'angry'.
Ian Hemming
1. Cian has been my closest friend since I was a baby. Well, I can't call it a mutual friendship since he's basically an pain in the arse who uses people and crap like that. Still he's always been there... Though he's been much more silent the last couple weeks.
2. My mother's name is Lucile and she is perfectly healthy and happy living with my stepfather Henry. Henry's okay I guess much better than my dad at least. I still hate to think of him especially when the memories of him abusing my mother reappeared. Luckily I wasn't arrested when I beat the living shit out of him a year ago. Thank gods for small miracles...