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Full Name: Kenway Arthur Alcander
Background on Name: Kenway is an English name that is intended to depict courage in battle, which I have chosen as he is a talent at sport, which to some extent is the modern equivalent of a battle. The last name Alcander is a Greek name which implies...
Fedor rolled his eyes, he frankly had better things to be doing than heading back to those idiots when he could be working, experimenting. Continuing on his path instead of listening to her, making his way down toward the chemistry labs instead, fully intent on working out what the hell was...
He grinned mischievously "but you love me too much." He said, giving her puppy dog eyes and pouting "and I wanted you to hurry up." He told her, barely able to keep a cheeky smirk off of his face. Practically bounding toward the door, looking toward her happily, opening the door cheerily. "Come...
Mason grinned, feeling the buzz of his phone in his pocket as he reached Emilie and Michael's shared house, not bothering to knock at the door, just walking in. "Honey, I'm hoooooommeeeee!" He called out. "I got your text and came to your rescue!" He shouted, his voice echoing around the house...
Tavor grumbled to himself, he hadn't been all too fussed for coming to this place anyway, and here he was anyway. Listening to some guy waffle on about something with the school. That some guy specifically being the headmaster, not that Tavor was overly bothered about that fact. Instead just...
Mason~
It was early morning, a time that Mason was not overly fond of, generally being more of an afternoon sort of guy... however, things to do, people to see, sometimes people to do, things to see. Dependent on how lucky his day was anyhow. After a few moments of lying in bed, contemplating...
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General Information
Name:Mason Black
Nickname(s): Mace
Age:23
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Homosexual
Supernatural: Warlock - specificically talented at emotional manipulation. Not to the extent where he can force a person to feel something, but that...
"Yes, half past fucking four." He mimicked her, almost slightly mockingly. Arching his right eyebrow at her next sentence directed at him "oh, I am quaking in my boots, o woe is me, that would truly hurt my heart were you to have a problem with me." He responded, giving a roll of his eyes, his...
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Name: Tavor Brennan
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexual and romantic orientation: Pansexual
Physical description: Tavor is quite tall and lean, not overly muscled. He has cold gray eyes like stormy oceans that speak of pain and dark brown-black, curled hair that just covers his ears...
Fedor rolled his eyes as he heard the voice from behind him, having at the time being faced in the other direction, considering what to do. "Or they could be locked." He pointed out, starting down the corridor toward the doors that she'd gone to, deciding to do as she asked, thinking back to the...
Fedor gradually awoke, remaining lay in bed for a few moments more, groggy from the deep sleep, taking a few moments to let the last drops of sleepiness drain from him before he sat up, giving a yawn before glancing to the clock on his wall dazedly. Eyes widening in shock and horror. It was 4pm...
Lanier wrinkled his nose a little at the aristocrat's response, irritated to have been proven wrong, although he did admit to himself that the aristocrat was right, even if he wasn't overly keen on that fact. Not that he overly wanted to be a knight, prancing about the country like some stuck up...
Lanier gave a frown, having arrived late to the journey by only a small amount, though he was here now, infront of the large building and the nobleman whom he had taken an instant dislike to. Due to this fact, he opted to ignore the man for the time-being, for the most part anyhow, deciding that...