| Name: |
Aitan Magrove
| | Age: |
463 (middle-aged adult)
| | Gender: |
Gender-shifter (Can be male, female, herm, or asexual at will)
| | Race: |
Demon
| | Height: |
6'3"
| | Skin: |
Light, almost white, burns
| | Build: |
Muscular
| | Hair: |
Dishwater blond
| | Eyes: |
Blue Green
| | Appearance: |
Often spending most of his time in a more masculine form, Aitan has come to be known as your typical "pretty bastard". He has fine, sharp features in all of his forms, a rounded shin and high cheekbones that emphasize his slanted eyes. His skin is pale, so much so that he is almost white. Veins are easily visible against his arms, neck, and legs, due to his near transparency. He is in desperate need of sunlight, the poor man.
He is rather tall in his male form, reaching 6"3, but shrinks to a rather pathetic 5"6 when in his human form. As a hermaphrodite and an asexual, he is 6" even. In all forms, though, he is of a wiry build and sports taunt muscles. He is no way 'butch' looking, but defiantly fit and athletic.
Aitan's hair is rather dull, a dirt blond color, streaked with darker, uglier shades, that reaches down to about his chin. He wears it loose in all forms, and is attempting to grow it out long enough to be put back in a ponytail, and still look lengthy. Once it reaches his shoulders he should be happy.
Aitan's most distinguishing feature is that of his eyes. They are unheard of in any human, of full demon, species. Blue-green in color, like the sea on a calm, summer's day, they seem to visibly glow with some strange, supernatural light. His pupils do not grow and shrink as a human's would, but instead turn to cat-like slits when there is too much light.
| | Personality: |
Cold and very calculated, Aitan is every bit the predator he portrays himself as. He takes no crap from anybody and would not think twice about pulling out a knife and punishing those that stand against him. He is arrogant and elegant, with courteous manners and a crude intent behind everything he does.
Telling Aitan what to do is like trying to climb a mountain with a dead rhino tied to your back. He views himself as the top of the heap and makes a point on looking down at anyone who is of a lower financial and/or political rank than he is. His 'pets' are victim of this more than anyone.
Aitan is simply not one to be bossed around, but he is one to do plenty of commanding. He does not take disobedience lightly, and any sign of insubordination will cause him to simply snatch the nasty person up and lock him away to be humiliated at a later date.
Although Aitan had been an actively sexual creature, he has drifted away from those needs of late, turning instead to a desire of a completely different kind. He has come to lust after blood, but not simply in a vampiric way. The taste of blood and the texture of raw flesh between his teeth is enough to send him into an orgasmic state.
He has even more recently found that the combination of eaten flesh and sex can send him into a completely out of character mode. This, it seems, can make him go into a euphoric state of 'high', turning him into an almost genial, almost tactical character. This is the time in which to try and persuade him to do something. As long as the idea isn't against his morals, he'll more than likely agree.
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