Home General Name: "Akane Ren" / Red Age: 22 Gender: Non-Binary Sexuality: Questioning Ethnicity, Father: Joyan Ethnicity, Mother: Sinese Class: Sorcerer Race: Werewolf Rank: D-Rank Guild: Rune Knights Tattoo: Back of right hand, red Face: Goro Akechi - Persona 5 Appearance Height: 5' 7'' Weight: 133 lbs Hair: Brunette Eyes: Russet-brown Overall: Thin and dapper, Red is a lithe individual with smart features in smart dressings. They present as if utterly untouchable and forever controlled, carrying an amiable smile and lacking so much as a threat in their soft, dulcet voice. The only betrayal is keen eyes, percepting and searching, as if cataloguing every aspect of the person across from them. Burning leaves from an autumn fire trace the countours of your body and meet anything returned with a studiousness not undercut by their friendly gait, wondering. Wondering. They'd brush away a lock of brown that fell from their immaculate hair with a gloved hand, only for the passing tress to take the stare with it and leave you wondering if they had really been looking at all. Extra: Red dresses appropriately for work as a Rune Knight Internal Affairs Officer, in pressed browns and whites, while favoring even brighter shades when off duty. Every day, every outfit, they wear prayer beads of white and black on red thread around their right wrist. Personality Personality: Red's physical attributes somehow both accurately effect their influence on the world while hiding much of it - as if a trained assassin or spy, courting with as much truth as necessary (for the best lies come from seeds of honesty) while waiting to let slip the dagger up their sleeve. However, for all the similarities - and opportunity - to fall darker, Red ultimately comes out to be a well-meaning if secluded individual. Their kindness, with which they offer easily, comes at a careful distance, and this can be seem both intimidating or cold. They have a faith in their abilities that could be arrogant without much knowledge of them personally, and there aren't many that would report they have even that. They are guarded, observant, seeking an answer, or many, for questions that they haven't shared and aren't liable to any time soon. They can be difficult to keep up with, both in action and mentally, due to their shrouded thoughts and their 'lone wolf' (pardon) approach to any problem they're met with. They're certain there isn't one they couldn't solve. They fancy themselves something of a puzzlemaster, and reflect this both at work and in their spare time. Likes:
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Statistics Strength: 2 Speed: 12 Constitution: 1 Endurance: 1 Intelligence: 14 Magic Magic Name: Waking World Magic Magic Element: Earth Magic Enhancement: Holder Magic - Sword Magic Description: Waking World - occasionally referred to by Red themselves as a 'sleepy magic' - is a slow starting, massively destructive strain of earth-aspected spellcraft. For anything more than small, localized use, its spells require a ramp up time in the heat of combat while quickly losing the ability to be effectively controlled the more the magic 'wakes up'. This relegates its grander displays to necessary encounters only. History History: It wasn't that everything had to fit in an assigned box. Ren realized, quickly, that they didn't. They could not be kept in the container of "Akane Ren." It wasn't that they hated it: just that they were Red, more. Little Red, as their mother would affectionately call them when their father wasn't around - who was far less understanding and far more sure of the rightful place of everything. It wasn't that everything had to, Red thought. It just felt better. Didn't it? Everything was more comfortable when anything uncomfortable was tucked away. Out of your way, out of your sight, out of your mind. A little hand holding a little paw. Red learned from their father growing up, indirectly and with eyes that belied a wisdom unfit for a youth. They followed the line of truth their dad purported about the world, and came to conclusions that mirrored the journey and veered at the destination; they were alike, too alike, but Red decided they knew better. They were smarter. Some things didn't fit in boxes, and the things that did were never as carefully tucked away as anyone wished they would be. They thought this, too, while they looked over their father's casket years later. A little hand held a crying woman's. "Akako," she sobbed, "I'm so sorry." It would continue until that box was in the ground. Out of the way, out of sight ... It was too messy. Mother remained so, and the investigation surrounding the death led to dead ends despite the obvious foul play. They couldn't find the person - or persons - that committed this crime upon Red's family, that box would never be out of mind. It haunted them from the dirt, threatening to drag them under with it. It left Red with the mess: a mother in pieces, with edges too worn to fit back together. They had to stay with their grandmother, leaving Joya behind for Sin. Little hands around a withered arm. Boxes to pack, boxes to move in, boxes to leave in dusty corners. Mother didn't last much longer. An unkind truth, finally, from those in charge: they had closed the investigation indefinitely with no remaining leads. She couldn't escape her box, either. Not as she was lowered into the dirt. Little paws on tired oak. A wayward man in the woods. That sweet, sweet smell. An axe. A set of claws. Teeth and blood and tears -- and little hands, again, holding themselves at the bow of a ship away from every box that haunted them still. Discord: Briar Caidh Reference: N/A |
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