[x] i don't just want to be your regret{Ghost}

[fatal]

ooc;; I wasn't sure if I was allowed to use meh own form... so I used my own && did the one provided. Bleggg, my muse was low when I finally got around to creation.

Ekta

You're walking in the woods, by yourself. Well, you think you are that is. Up in front of you a young paramour steps into the light. By the looks of her she seems to be around twenty-one, you guess, and that's not far off, but she's really twenty-three; or she was. But there comes a time when you lose track of the years. She looks distressed, out of place. The first thing you notice is her attire; an eccentric ivory dress that looks like it belongs in an antique mall and the small strand of pearls that hang around her neck. Upon closer look you see her framery is smudged with dirt; what else could you expect of someone who's been wandering through the forest so carefree? As your feet drag you closer a twig snaps beneath your weight, causing her to gaze in your direction. Now you see her pale greenish-blue visionaries, staring you down as though she can see into the depths of your soul. A chillness comes over you and slowly she comes nearer, longing for somebody to speak with. Tresses hued of dark brunette tumble from her cranium like a waterfall. She looks as though she is a maiden from some child's storybook, only... with a past like hers, she'd never be published in anything but a murder mystery. Aye, tis true... this poor damsel is but a ghost. Oh, but please do not fear. She looks just as real as any human... and she is quite kind if you get passed her shyness. && before we forget, her name is Ekta.

Name: Ekta
Age: Twenty-three... at least, she was.
Gender: Female
Race: Ghost
Magical: No
Special Power: Ermmm... not particularly
Looks: A slender build with eyes of a greenish-blue tint. Her hair flows just passed her shoulders and is a dark brunette color.

[Jellybean]

Thats okay.