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[solitary cephalopod]

Name: Alexander Marquis
Nickname: Xander or Alex
Gender: Male
Age: Nineteen
Nationality: Russian
Bionic: Smart One

Height: 5'8”
Skin Tone: Fair
Eyes: Green hazel
Hair: Dark caramel brown
Build: Slender and tall

Dedicated
Curious
Friendly
Confident
Intelligent
Spontaneous
Unconcealed

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A l e x a n d e r M a r q u i s

The B a s i c s - - - ♦

Commonly identified as friendly and
brilliant, Xander has an excellent capacity for
any analytical thinking. Alex comes off as goofy
and confident in his capabilities. Though born
in America, Alexander's mother was a direct
immigrant from Russia, and he still has a
slight accent.

The L o o k - - - ♦

Alexander’s most prominent
characteristic is his large, green hazel eyes and
long dark lashes. He has a heart shaped face
with prominent cheekbones and a thin nose.
Alex’s hair is slightly curled and of a dark
caramel brown shade that is short and close
to the skin, but longer otherwise.
Though tall and thin, Xander is more coordinated
than one would imagine, standing at five foot and
eight inches. His broad shoulders are marked
with distinguished collarbones.
Alex usually wears simple button up in a
casual manner, sometimes accompanied by a
brown leather jacket. He favors straight, dark
colored jeans and high top converse.

The A c t - - - ♦

Alexander is always friendly and open, sometimes described as goofy. This unconcealed personality makes his easily befriendable. Though being quick to become trusting, Xander otherwise has good judgement. As well, Alexander is brilliant. He has an excellent capacity for mathematical calculations, and is rather fond of this ability.

The B i o n i c - - - ♦

As Alexander’s mathematical mind developed, so did his capacity for understanding. He became sensitive to matter, movement, and energies that other people couldn’t sense the presence of. Through the physiological changes made by Davenport, Alex gained the ability to harness this knowledge in a more tangible manner.
Xander became telekinetic. Advanced theories calculated and expressed in numbers in his mind led to the movement of matter, from microparticles to large life forms. Using the forces of energy in the vibration of atoms, Alex learned to create invisible shields. Unsupported self levitation was not far from this skill.


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Name: Dominic Cervantes
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Bionic: Shapeshifter

Height: 5'11"
Skin Tone: Fair
Eyes: Marine blue and green
Hair: Dark caramel brown
Build: Thin but muscled

Daring
Nonconformity
No regrets
Wanderlust
Mutual dependence

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D o m i n i c C e r v a n t e s

The B a s i c s - - - ✖

Growing up in a small town in California,
Nic is used to creating his own
entertainment. From riding bicycle
motocross, free running, and other
dangerous sports, Nic gets into his
share of trouble.

The L o o k - - - ✖

The most prominent feature about Nic
is an angular face. Nic has high
cheekbones, with a slender face and
pointed chin. His thin nose is peppered
with a few small freckles, though hardly
noticeable. Otherwise, his skin fair toned.
Dominic’s eyes are large, with long black
lashes and vibrant blue green irises. Nic’s
hair is dark caramel brown styled upward
for a messy appearance, but with short
sides.
Though tall and thin, Dominic is well
muscled and stands at five foot
eleven inches. His broad shoulders
are marked with prominent collar
bones. As well, Nic has a Japanese
style golden owl tattoo on the front
of one shoulder.
Dominic wears dark colored straight
jeans. He favors plain shirts, and
loose tanks, and dark colored Vans.
As well, Nic rides a Reason model
We The People BMX bike. The
body of the bike is red and black,
with chrome steel pegs.

The A c t - - - ✖

Ultimately, Nic’s action boil down to his enjoyment of the thrill of risk. He has a very daring persona. He loves to keep moving, and is always looking for more experiences to have. He lives by his own internal code of values, and isn’t influenced by other’s opinions or the norms of society. Dominic never has regrets, and won’t feel guilty about the past or present. Being a persuasive person, he is gifted in influencing others. Courageous and physically athletic, he is willing to stand up to anyone.

The B i o n i c - - - ✖

As a result of his time spent with Davenport, Dominic is one of the rare shapeshifters. As well as transforming fully into his animal form, a cross fox, Nic can choose distinguishable characteristics of the fox and exhibit those features while in human form. Dominic commonly spends his time with elongated canine teeth, and acute sense of hearing and smell, and thick semi-retractile claws.

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Tagged: Nobody really
Where?: In the lab
Doing: Nothing really
Mood: Full of energy
Crush: She dosent like to talk about it, but Alaxander
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Louie was the first one up, as usual. Ever since Davenport died, she had gotten up early to take care of his business. She was wearing a dark gray long-sleeve shirt, and in the corner of it it had the Davenport Industries logo on it, it was 3 circles, incircling each other, that was dark red. She was also wearing smiley-face shorts, with neon colored splatter painted knee-socks. She pulled up the sleeves on her shirt as she pulled up her ginger hair in a messy bun ontop of her head. Louie headed twords the other capsules, and watched them all sleep. She shook her head with a smirk, and crossed her arms. She then heard something. Andrew. She thought with a laugh, as she looked at her ratty wings. She walked over to the 3D table, and she touched the screen with her fingers, opening up a tab, looking through there recent missions, and some failed accomplishments. She then saw one mission that she failed to remember. She thought, and then sighed. She reached up, touching her temple, and her right eye turned blue, and she searched through the files in her head, and then found it in her memory. "Ohh..." she mumbled, and then kept looking through the files.

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Ａｎｄｒｅｗ Ｄａｖｅｎｐｏｒｔ➳ Andrew, who preferred to go by Luna, woke up in her cramped capsule. She unlocked the doorway and went out, ignoring the strange voices around her. Luna stood nearby the Davenport Industries doorway, and grabbed a pair of normal clothes. She hated her suit, so she pulled on one of her clothes. It was a gray skull shirt with graffiti themed words saying "You're just as sane as I am" in blue. With a pair of green and orange jeans, which where striped with green and purple on one leg, and dotted with orange and red on the other. She wore a pair of mis-matching socks, and then a pair of red sneakers. She tied her hair in a loose ponytail behind her back. Luna then put on a wine cap necklace, and glasses she liked to call (from her favorite book) Spectra Specs. Luna sat on the floor and fiddled with her 'Lovegood' wand. Smiling slyly to herself.

[solitary cephalopod]

male.
19 years.
smart one.
crush; none
currently with; no one

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A l e x a n d e r

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Xander woke with a yawn, covering his mouth as he sat up and rolled from his capsule. Stretching, he retrieved the clothing that he'd designated for the day. On of Alex's traditional light blue button up shirts had been modified with a Davenport Industries logo over the breast pocket, and Alexander straightened the stiffly starched collar after pulling it on over his head. White high top converse were laced after choosing straight dark denim jeans.
As he moved through the doorway, Alex adjusted a long white laboratory coat that trailed behind him and he strode down the hall. His identification badge and photo was clipped to one of the buttons of his coat, and Xander retrieved a pair of safety glasses from the lab coat pocket, like simple sunglasses with clear lenses. In his entirety, Alex looked exactly like what he was: a quirky teenager employed at a scientific corporation.
The boy comfortably stowed his hands in the pockets of his coat and smiled when he passed the 3D table room. "Good morning, Louie," he greeted the girl in a cheerful manner, a smile tugging the corners of his closed mouth upward. Suddenly turning into a doorway on the right, Alexander fell into an office chair with wheels. Rolling a small way to the point he was in front of a desk, Xander began adjusting the knobs on a silver electron microscope. A tiny piece of machinery was focused beneath the lense, and he began taking note of minute measurements in a nearby notebook.

male.
17 years.
shapeshifter.
crush; none
currently with; no one

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Dominic reluctantly woke, last of the group, as usual. After taking plenty of time to nap off his morning grogginess, Nic swung his legs out of the capsule and slowly stood. He found casual clothes in a crumpled pile to wear before sauntering into the main halls of the industry. Stopping before a doorway, the boy knocked and rested him hand on one side of the frame. "Yo, Andrew. You know what's for breakfast?" Dominic asked loudly through the door that lead to the girl's room. His stomach grumbled loudly and he missed home made meals.

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Ａｎｄｒｅｗ Ｄａｖｅｎｐｏｒｔ➳ Andrew gave him a glare, and in her usual Scottish accent she replied, "It is oatmeal, with fruit and oranges on the side." She said in her quiet, far-off voice. "I'm not eating any of this slop, So I suppose I will sneak-" She stopped herself mid-sentence. "I'm just going to stay here." She stated. As she slowly walked as she played with her wand, she had her bat wings folded, and she tried to keep herself from speeding away.

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Where?: In the lab
Doing: Sitting on Alaxanders head
Mood: Full of energy
Crush: She dosent like to talk about it, but Alaxander
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Louie heard the air seal of a capsule opening, and then another. "Why hello Alex." she said with a smile. She then shut all of the programs up, listening to Andrew and Dominic. She giggled, shaking her head. She folded her bat wings behind her back as she looked over at Alex. "Care to train?" she asked, and stalked over to the chair, leaning on the back of it, watching what he was doing. "Or are you to busy?" she asked, wondering what he would say. She took her fingers in the air from behind him, sliding the microscope away from him with her mind. Her inner animal was begging to fly free, but of course, she had to train, and work. Sometimes she took Davenports job to seriously, but she took a deep breathe. She had already worked this morning. She yawned, revealing small, pointy teeth.

[solitary cephalopod]

male.
17 years.
shapeshifter.
crush; none
currently with; Andrew

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D o m i n i c

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Dominic laughed quietly at her reaction and wandered into the room where Andrew sat. "Thank you, it's much appreciated," Nic countered her glare with a feigned Scottish accent. "Wait, you know where better food is? You gotta let me in on it. The stuff they give us is nasty," he pleaded now, speaking in low tones so as not to be caught. Dominic knelt beside her and studied the stick she held for a moment before losing interest and looking at Andrew.

male.
19 years.
smart one.
crush; none
currently with; Louie

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Xander glanced at Louie from the corner of his eye before returning his gaze to the microscope. "That sounds great. It's probably best that I get myself out of this lab. Just one more note..." the boy answered, a slight Russian nationality resulting in exaggerated vowel sounds. Alex smirked as he watched the microscope shift across the table and away from himself. "Or, I suppose I could take that note later," he grinned and stood. Alexander removed his lab coat and folded it across the back of his office chair. With a glance, the materials sprawled across the glass desk floated back into their initial, organized position. "What have you got in mind?"