Difference between revisions of "Mina Grey"

      Once upon a time, not long ago, Mina was Prima for the Boston Ballet. She was lovely and talented, and like so many brilliant artists, tortured. Her suicide attempt was all over the local papers, just under a year ago. She's disappeared from the spotlight since, but it is no secret that her affluent family has since disowned her. (Fame 1). She moved to Vermont, to recover her mental state, her form, and hide in her shame.

      Of course, the Lost of Fate's Harvest know the truth of it. That the ballerina was stolen away, and came back. She joined the Spring Court shortly after her arrival in the late winter of 2016, is a member of the Guild of the Sacred Journey, and something of a healer. She still dances, though not on stage.

• Spring Court - When you're a succubus flowering, that thrives on experiencing sensation and emotions, it's a natural fit. While she's not one of the movers and shakers, she is a solid presence in the Spring Court.

• Fallen Prima - Wasted talent. Mina hasn't danced in public since her rather public mental health break.

• Healer - Not an official Freehold healer, or member of the Greenies. But she is known to have such abilities, if her methods have the unique touch of her nature.

• Sacred Courier - Need something delivered? She's your succuflower.

• CAT-22 - The Space. Mina is an owner/worker at the Collective. She can often be found there, trying to convince the coffee machines to love her, mixing a drink, or doing some A+ socializing. While the concept, and the ideals of such a place are clearly new to her, she seems eager to learn more.

• Kip .. We anchor each other still, just differently now..

• Baz .. Top shelf tequila and gutter plans.

• Green .. I remember you. But you've met more than one me. Though, wine does sound fantastic...

• Gisa .. Rock of ages.

• Alonso .. Comrade.

• Sid .. He gets it, more than so many others.

• Ceebee .. And all that might have been...

• Deacon .. Broken promises, creative madness, shattered mirrors. Being your muse could never be enough.