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- username ;; Lord Raegami
name ;; Wystan "Sibreal" Auden Raegal
gender ;; male
wystan's overview //
- wysran is a trickster, and a ghost. he has a good eye for trouble and will stop it at any cost. he doesn't take into context that others lives are at risk. a weakness for him. he is always vigilant and can be seen helping his clients as they need it. he isn't overly fond of outsiders or children, but can adapt if need be. Wystan was born in a civil and bland life, without much excitement and fights. he didn't get much for learning experiences and so he left his hometown in search of adventure. he picked up multiple trades along the way, like minor crafting of weapons, and picking up how to track people. he has a huge knowledge capacity and is constantly learning more everyday. he does have his narrow-minded moments but nothing at all terrible. wystan is a cool fellow, not usually showing very much excitement in many things; as he was taught while living in his hometown.
crime scene investigator // fired
- Wystan is characterized as a trickster, or a ghost of sorts. Wystan has put his nature to use, but failed in one attempt. he failed all because of one accident while gathering evidence in a murder crime scene. because of this tragic mess-up he lost his job. he was picking up forensic evidence, like blood, clothing, and hair samples, and accidentally contaminated everything. messing up the case, which in the end cost him his job. he never messed up a crime scene before, always careful, but something happened that day that allowed him the prime moment to be so foolish. he was booted from his job, and left to fend for himself, with no other way to go.
protection racket mafia member// active // currently a dealer + leader
- Wystan deals with the contracts and deals made in the racket, while also leading it on a day-to-day basis. he is the first line of defense his gang has. he is liked by most of the gang's members. but causally steps back from romance. he is great at making deals and negotiating. he's a haggler, and knows how to protect himself. he can detect lies, and make others project truth. he is built and stocky, but not overly so. he works in the day and leaves the dirty work to his comrades. his members and gang leader relationship are utilitarian, but he protects them with his life. he has a large self confidence rating, but isn't cocky and knows when to back down, and hunt for another way in. he's happy with his job. he protects people and gets paid tons, while also getting to kick butt in the process. you can also find him helping my viscet Anteiku out with deals and diliveries.
<500 word story//
- sibreal checked his watch.
11:40
he's late.
eyes shifted back and forth, scanning the room with a sense of knowing. the familiar hum of a truck buzzed closer. his legs shifted slightly, not out of nervousness, but of apprehension. this was his work, day in and day out, getting supplies for a friend and returiniing to them with it. sibreal sighed when the truck pulled up, headlights on low beam flashing, signalling that the driver sees him. tightening the gold painted brass bracers on his hands he walked towards the target.
he was to get the supplies and return without problem.
the driver, from experience, was the problem. he was always late.
sighing softly, his earring dangled and flashed in the headlights as the man stepped forward. shaky and apprehensive. "here you are, everything he ordered." the driver's voice was shaking and breaking. sibreal narrowed his eyes and took the box from the shaking driver. still narrowing his eyes, he opened the box and checked everything over. coffee beans, creamer, sugars, the normal delivery. sibreal wondered why anteiku even waited until nightfall for the deliveries to come it. it's safer in the daylight hours, even in this part of town.
the quiet part of town.
sibreal shook the drivers hand, satisifed that everything anteiku ordered was inside. but it wasn't over. he still needed to return it to the man before midnight. it was 11 and midnight was when the baddies roamed the night. sighing, sibreal pulled the hood of his sweatshirt up and walked passed the driver, being sure to eye the truck out of the corner of his eye as he passed.
~
he arrived at 12:20.
he was late.
sibreal entered the building, and sat at the bar. sliding the box of goods to a busy anteiku. "here, the things you ordered are inside, if there are any problems, call me." sibreal muttered robittcally, seemingly bored as though the conversation was something they did routinely. anteiku finished cleaning the coffee cup in his hands and turned to face a bored sibreal. "thanks, i couldn't-" anteiku started before sibreal cut him off. "why do you need me to do this?" sibreal growled. his voice held an undertone of anger.
anteiku smiled. "your all i have Sib. everyone else chickens out. and the prices are better at night." anteiku mused as he opened the box to smell the fresh ingredients. sibreal rolled his eyes. "yes, but you miss understand. i'm no dog." sibreal sighed. anteiku looked up. "no, but you are a dealer. your job is to make deals so the rest of us dont pay as much. your my key to keeping this shop running." anteiku whispered as he handed him a large sum of cash.
"consider it a thank you."
other things//
- enjoys drinking red wine
- wears anything that's red
- doesn't like to fight but will
- enjoys silence
- likes the dark, and outside noises
- he's kind on the inside
- he'll eat only red things
- likes silver objects
- during time off he takes walks
- wears leather jackets
- piercings: nose, lip, eyebrow, ear gauges
- silver cross necklace on at all times
- bites lip out of habit
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~Feb: 14 My B-day!~ 
