crux, leonard alistair

[leonard a. crux]

L E O N A R D A L I S T A I R
C R U X



* now that the world isn't ending, it's love that i'm sending to you.
it isn't the love of a hero, and thats why i fear it won't do. .

HEY THERE. THE NAME IS VIE, AND I AM 17.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT 3 YEARS
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE COMING.

[/color],[/b] Leonard Alistair Crux
- - - - nicknames, Leo, Lenny, Skinnard
- - - - gender, Male
- - - - age, 13,000
- - - - race/level, Angel/Reaper
- - - - [human] side, Good
- - - - sexuality, Pansexual
- - - - occupation, None
- - - - wealth class, None
- - - - describe power, Changes the temperature: colder or hotter atmosphere, a tabletop feels like a frozen lake, a ring is too hot to touch, etc.
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[/color],[/b] Blue-green
- - - - hair, Blonde
- - - - build, Lean
- - - - weight, 163 lbs
- - - - height, 6 ft, 2 in
- - - - fashion sense, Grunge and elegant
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[li]Bargaining
[/li][li]Debate
[/li][li]Information
[/li][li]Knowledge
[/li][li]Younger angels
[/li][li]Taunting demons
[/li][li]Reading
[/li][li]Books
[/li][li]Glasses
[/li][li]Tattoos
[/li][li]Food
[/li][li]Strawberries
[/li][li]Sports
[/li][li]Cologne
[/li][li]Art museums
[/li][li]Moths
[/li][li]Music and noise

- - - - loathes,
[/li][li]Rain
[/li][li]Passiveness
[/li][li]Gossip
[/li][li]Old humans
[/li][li]Oldest angels
[/li][li]Oldest demons
[/li][li]Drawing
[/li][li]Pornography
[/li][li]Gloves
[/li][li]Graffiti
[/li][li]Starvation
[/li][li]Beans
[/li][li]Laziness
[/li][li]Rudeness
[/li][li]Elevators
[/li][li]Fudge
[/li][li]Absolute silence

- - - - strengths,
[/li][li]Extremely persuasive
[/li][li]Quick-thinking
[/li][li]Very well informed on everything
[/li][li]Athletic
[/li][li]Thorough

- - - - weaknesses,
[/li][li]Extremely stubborn
[/li][li]Rash
[/li][li]Very soul & knowledge hungry
[/li][li]Greedy
[/li][li]Selfish

- - - - dreams,
[/li][li]To bind all humans to heaven
[/li][li]The extermination of demons
[/li][li]To know everything about everyone and anything

- - - - fears,
[/li][li]His own destruction
[/li][li]Small, narrow shafts; elevator shafts, well shafts, etc.
[/li][li]His own ignorance

- - - - overall personality,

He enjoys Earth, despite the demons running around and the gross smell of old people when he walks around; he does enjoy it. There's an appeal to him. For example, he likes having the sun shine on his face and long walks in the city. Humans are nice enough, but he far prefers their souls. As he can't get enough of their souls -- c'mon, they're just so delicious! -- Leonard will do anything to get them. He's tricked humans into giving their souls to him, persuaded them with sexual advances, threatened them, tripped them into the contract, made false promises, and tortured them, yet he's tried to keep all those situations to himself. He'll deny anything to do with them afterwards because, after all, once it's done, it's done! And he gets to keep the souls all to himself, in the end. Nobody can take them away once they're given.

There is a problem with that large number of souls, though. He's bound to protect them all by contract. Oh, poo. Leonard doesn't particularly like protecting humans -- well, he pretty much dislikes it -- but it has to be done if he wants the souls, right? So, if he does have to protect his humans, he'll do it quickly and very thoroughly, so that he doesn't have to stay there longer than needed or, even WORSE, return. Knowledge is the great hobby and love of his life, though. You can never have enough; he always eavesdrops on other angels and demons to learn something new. He likes knowing a little bit about everything and everyone. Souls are the only things better than knowledge, really. And he makes sure to have both in plentiful supply so that he always has them.
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Flinging a carrot aside, Dimitri threw himself forward at the invite. "You want me to come?!" Completely out of breath, he gasped and attempted to hug Alex, but failed when his arms flopped like fish out of water against Alex's shoulders. His lungs couldn't quite breathe in air and he choked on his own gasps. Coughing, he couldn't quite hold them in any longer and tears streamed from his eyes to drowned his cheeks. After a few moments of almost dry-gagging on Alex’s shirt, Dimitri heaved his arms to his sides and sort of fell back, or slapped the seat with his buttocks, into his chair. “Wow.” Grinning, lightheaded, and very, very happy, he let his arms hang loosely over the armrests like dead dogs. There wasn’t anything else happier in the world than being invited somewhere! He rarely was, ever was invited, and when he got one it was like receiving Christmas gifts. To the extreme. Looking up, Dimitri laughed carelessly, beaming at Alex.

All of a sudden, he stared as Alex brushed himself off. Oh, no! Did he dirty his best-est friend EVERINTHEWORLD again?! Panicky, Dimitri stood and slapped Alex’s shirt a few times. “Let me get that off for you!” Spotting a small, out-of-place button underneath his shirt, Dimitri swatted that. Then, his sharp eyes mistook a mole on Alex’s neck for dirt and he slapped that, too. A small dust mite that everyone else couldn’t see? Dimitri slapped at that as well, slapping a good deal more than helping anyone. And after a few moments, he felt accomplished and stepped back. Now, Alex’s skin was red, and that bit of dirt on his neck didn’t leave! Licking his thumb, Dimitri tried to rub off that mole. “Hold on! You have this bit of dirt, right hereeee.” After a while, he couldn’t get that off either. Grabbing his friend’s hand, he pulled and tugged at Alex until he came with him behind the counter.

“I kept a bottle of stain removal somewhere around here…” His mutters were too quiet for even his own ears, but Dimitri knew what he was looking for inside his head! He had excellent memory skills. He always won at that game where you turned over the cards… and found the pictures underneath… and matched them with their identical… that game! The memory game! Dimitri was excellent at that. And so, he found the stain removal and ignoring the waves from other customers, he shoved Alex’s chin to the side, aimed the nozzle, and fired. “Hey, Alex? Are there always pictures of dead rats on stain removal bottles?”

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