Finally Angela got out of the house and away from her �precious laptop�! Now it�s my turn to have a bit of fun. I think she went over to Kain�s flat for the evening so I shouldn�t be expecting her back anytime soon... Hah, she thinks she�s going to talk him into writing a character bio for her! Right, I can see that happening.

Well, I guess I had better start by introducing myself then, shouldn�t I? My name is Moriah Mainlin. I�m what you would consider the Hyde of Angela�s Jekyll. The darker, more mysterious and seductive part of her that she fails to acknowledge on several occasions. If Angela ever winds up getting caught up in a bit of trouble it�s naturally always blamed directly on me. Hah, which is precisely where the blame should fall. Don�t let her fool you though...there�s a pair of horns holding up that little halo of hers.

My father, Jos Mainlin, actually made his presence known to Angela before I did though it was not till later that she realized our relationship. He�s been the owner of a club in a rather seedy part of town just north of here called �Masquerades� ever since I was born. In fact, it is believed that this is where and how he met my mother, though very little is known about her. Jos refuses to talk about her and how I came to be in his care...and I don�t question. Besides, quite frankly I don�t care in the least where I came from. Just so long as I know where I�m going.

A few years back my father met a rather shady and dark man by the name of Spyder. Jos had been performing quite a few illegal scams and using the club as merely a cover-over for what was really going on but the police were starting to get a bit too close for comfort and so he took an interest in Spyder who offered to assist in throwing off the inevitable tracks. My father accepted his proposal and while he conducted his business as he saw fit, Spyder kept a sharp eye and ear out for anything amiss, having a keen ability to focus in on any signs of trouble...and quickly alleviate it.

In this way a partnership over the club was formed...

I took an instant liking to this dark creature of the night as often times I would be asked along on his little espionage missions...but little did I know that along with this new intrigue came a girl, Spyder�s daughter, by the name of Teagan. At first we were like two cats, eyes always narrowed and claws bared, ready to tear into the other at any given minute. However, as time went by and we were forced into working several �jobs� together, a mutual respect formed...and inevitably it all led up to a strong friendship. Now we remain inseparable. Forever at each others side, causing as much trouble and mischief as possible.

A few quick facts about me:

- I drive a black Jeep Wrangler much like Jesse�s with the exception it has flame decals running up the sides and a flame-patterned interior.

- While Teagan tends to be the more tom-boyish sort, I definitely prefer the more feminine charms that I am able to exhibit. Fates forbid I should be caught in a pair of pants and without a lovely coating of black nail polish.

- The front two locks of my hair are dyed red, though on occasions I change it to blue just for something different.

- Teagan and I have two residing places. One would be the two of the small rooms my father rents out at �Masquerades� while the other would be the apartment given to Jesse & Tristan about a year before we came onto the scene. There�s always a good bit of trouble to be stirred up there!

- Like Teagan I have been known to take many different forms depending on what kind of mood I�m in. Sometimes I�m a vampire, sometimes I�m a fairy, sometimes I�m a sorceress, and sometimes I�m just your average goth... I do as I please and see no need to be boring.

- Red wine is my preferred drink of choice...though I am known to drink a Bloody Mary on the occasion ::smiles wickedly to Teagan:: .

- A warning... When Teagan says �I have an idea to shake things up a bit tonight...� it�s a good idea to not listen to her and go about things the way *you* were planning them!