Post by JR on Oct 10, 2015 22:00:53 GMT -8
Full name: Jude Micah Fein
Goes by: Jude. Judas when he's being wicked.
DOB, current age: 12/28/1993, 21
Occupation: Jack-of-all-trades, this one. But he mostly makes his cash illegally, in various underground fighting circuits and contract jobs of varying degrees.
Immediate family: Clarence & Leah Fein ( parents, deceased ), Gideon Fein ( brother, deceased ), Hannah Fein ( sister, living, sn: scalesonpointe )
Face: Garret Hedlund
Screen name: { check back soon! }
Story:
He doesn't talk about his past, and won't. Talking about it changes nothing, and only drudges up loss. Jude Fein was more focused on the present, and what it was going to do to lead to the future. He was far more focused on gain. And a little healthy dose of revenge.
He's a man who'd been forced to grow up faster than he should have. A man who was more comfortable fending for himself than relying on others, but had a hero complex like you wouldn't believe. Or he might just have a thing for the damsel in distress.
He's got a face that looked far too young without the dark scruff that the often lack of a razor would bring, so he keeps it -- preferring to look far older than his actual years. People tended to trust you more when you had the looks to match the experience he shouldn't have.
He thrived on those experiences, too. Skills learned, absorbed, retained. Experience gave way to control, and that was a thing he coveted most. If there was a lack of control, so much could go wrong, and wrongs lead to deaths. The empathetic dragon-born learned to touch carefully, touch only where he needed, touch how he needed, take what he needed. He worked constantly to hone his powers -- manipulating the energy around him until he figured out what bits of it he loved to use the most. Electricity and fire were his favored means -- you'll never see a happier beast then when there's a lightning storm, or any sort of blaze.
He's spent the last pair of years on the move. Running from the past he won't talk about, and hunting and tracking those who could get him closer to finding a response to so many unanswered questions. He met others like him along the way - no, not with the same genetic makeup, but those with the same sob story that brought them to where they are now. Burning out the bad in the world of witches. Hunting, eradicating. Making the world a better place. And often, for a price.
But two years was long enough to be apart from the only person you really had left in the world.
So London, and a particular redhead who hadn't heard from her brother but twice a year, here comes Jude.
gimme danger, little stranger and i'll feel your disease
Goes by: Jude. Judas when he's being wicked.
DOB, current age: 12/28/1993, 21
Occupation: Jack-of-all-trades, this one. But he mostly makes his cash illegally, in various underground fighting circuits and contract jobs of varying degrees.
Immediate family: Clarence & Leah Fein ( parents, deceased ), Gideon Fein ( brother, deceased ), Hannah Fein ( sister, living, sn: scalesonpointe )
Face: Garret Hedlund
Screen name: { check back soon! }
Story:
He doesn't talk about his past, and won't. Talking about it changes nothing, and only drudges up loss. Jude Fein was more focused on the present, and what it was going to do to lead to the future. He was far more focused on gain. And a little healthy dose of revenge.
He's a man who'd been forced to grow up faster than he should have. A man who was more comfortable fending for himself than relying on others, but had a hero complex like you wouldn't believe. Or he might just have a thing for the damsel in distress.
He's got a face that looked far too young without the dark scruff that the often lack of a razor would bring, so he keeps it -- preferring to look far older than his actual years. People tended to trust you more when you had the looks to match the experience he shouldn't have.
He thrived on those experiences, too. Skills learned, absorbed, retained. Experience gave way to control, and that was a thing he coveted most. If there was a lack of control, so much could go wrong, and wrongs lead to deaths. The empathetic dragon-born learned to touch carefully, touch only where he needed, touch how he needed, take what he needed. He worked constantly to hone his powers -- manipulating the energy around him until he figured out what bits of it he loved to use the most. Electricity and fire were his favored means -- you'll never see a happier beast then when there's a lightning storm, or any sort of blaze.
He's spent the last pair of years on the move. Running from the past he won't talk about, and hunting and tracking those who could get him closer to finding a response to so many unanswered questions. He met others like him along the way - no, not with the same genetic makeup, but those with the same sob story that brought them to where they are now. Burning out the bad in the world of witches. Hunting, eradicating. Making the world a better place. And often, for a price.
But two years was long enough to be apart from the only person you really had left in the world.
So London, and a particular redhead who hadn't heard from her brother but twice a year, here comes Jude.
gimme danger, little stranger and i'll feel your disease