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never understood my undeveloped story

but it makes sense to me

Created on 2006-08-21 14:55:38 (#10962519), last updated 2006-09-13

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Name:	Evan [Shax]
Birthdate:	05-19
Website:	luna * memoria

Bio

and if this is chaos
I think that I'm in love with clamor

b a s i c s

name; Evan [Shax]
country; Tirall, Dakan
age; 17
birthday; May 19
family; --
lost; his mother

h i s t o r y

Once upon a time there was a great assassin, a member of the Court of Angels in the Dakan assassin's guild. His real name is remembered to only a few, but most knew him as Asmodeus.

And one day he knocked up a young woman in Division 2 of the guild.

Rachel, or Tabaet as she was known to the guild, wasn't exactly thrilled about putting her contracts on hold to give birth and deal with her new son, but she gritted her teeth, took up organizational tasks for the guild around headquarters instead of going out and doing her usual business, and life went on.

Asmodeus died several years later, exact causes unknown. (Evan likes to think that his father got a really tough contract for someone very dangerous, and that they were somehow tipped off and Asmodeus died a glorious death trying to get out of whatever trap was laid for him. He doesn't talk about that much, probably because it's likely not true and he's quite aware of it, but he finds the thought comforting.) Rachel sighed and grumbled and continued raising the boy alone.

Perhaps because she wanted him to make up for the career she'd been forced to interrupt, however, she started grooming him for work with the guild from the time he was old enough to learn. If Evan resented being pushed to his limits, he certainly didn't show it - in fact, he seemed to revel in the chance to live up to his father's legacy.

Now seventeen years old, he's a member of Division 3 of the guild, practicing his skills with the intent of soon trying for Division 4.

Someday, he thinks, he's going to claw his way to the top and make his father proud.

Someday.

p e r s o n a l i t y

Evan isn't the nicest guy in the world, but nor does he make a point of being an asshole. Mostly, he watches, he listens, and occasionally he states the truth as he sees it. But mostly, he just takes it in and files it away for later.

Which isn't to say he's incapable of socializing - but he usually doesn't do so without a purpose, and that purpose is usually the gathering of useless information. His mother always told him that you never know when the useless will become useful, and he's taken it to heart. No matter how worthless something seems, how incompetent someone appears, he will never write them off as unworthy of his notice; this sense of caution has served him well in his line of work thus far.

He's hardworking and very focused on his goals, and getting him to prioritize something else over the tasks he's set for himself is at best difficult and at worst nigh impossible.

a p p e a r a n c e

Evan is pale, with dark messy hair and deep red eyes that can be a bit unsettling to those who aren't used to him. He makes a conscious effort to adopt passive, nonthreatening body language in most situations, and between that and his somewhat small stature he's easily overlooked in a crowd. When he abandons his nonthreatening act, he's swift, silent, graceful, and above all, efficient.

c o n t a c t

name; Iris
email; aufleuchten[at]livejournal.com
journal;

hezul

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