Logan Sargan
Physical Description:
Nickname: Spider is what most call him, but Sargy and Corpse are the more annoying ones.
Gender: Dude.
Age: 20
Physical Appearance: Logan stands about 6'0", but only about 170 lbs. He cannot seem to put on weight, either muscle or fat. His hair is a dull brown and wavy, such as in the pic. The tips are a dull blue, as he dyed them that color, but one could mistaken it for natural color as it looks quite natural. His eyes are a grey-blue color, with his skin being slightly tanned at all times. His voice pitch is baritone, while it sounds like silk most days. When waking up or exasperated, it will roughen considerably. The clothes in the pic are what he normally wears.
Biological Enhancements: His muscles in his fingers have been toughened and do not create lactic acid. This allows his fingers to keep moving. Both a mutation and an enhancement, his lungs are not affected as easily by toxins, especially the ones found in cigarettes. They have no affect on him at all.
Signs of Mutation: His irises are halved vertically. On the left of both eyes, his eyes are a dull grey, while the right side is a blue. Black and red marks cover his back ever since he was a boy. Many mistaken them for tattoos.
Warfare School and Class: Psychokinesis/Combat Medic
Team and Role: XO Medic
Abilities: Master Medic. Has an understanding of medical healing far beyond most medics. His telepathy also is quite advanced, not only being able to identify the problem but also sooth the patient, calming their nerves so his job gets done quicker. He also has the uncanny ability to, after targeting a combatent and focusing on them for a few moments, to get into their heads and cause their pain to become massive. He makes small injuries feel like they are fatal, causing the person to drown in their own pain (metaphorically).
Personality:
Two Words: Eff Off. Logan is stuck in a rebellious 16 year old's mindset: aggravating, relaxed, smart mouthed, and overall pissed off. He usually speaks with a sarcastic tone, belittling most people except for his closest combat friends. And even then he belittles them. He comes off as a guy that will just say "Screw you" when approached.
When dealing with patients, however, his facade softens and he becomes helpful, cheery, optimistic, and even encouraging towards them. Only, however, if he knows they didn't do something stupid. Many believe this to be a form of split personality, but he just shakes his head and laughs at them, telling them that they should be checked out.
He hates the nickname Sargy and Corpse because, to him, they sound retarded and annoying. Only a few can call him Corpse, and only his dad ever called him Sargy. Many just call him by his alias, Spider. Anyone caught using Sargy to him usually gets the crap beaten out of them by Logan.
Equipment:
Medical Assistant Numero Uno
Logan's only true possession from home, his spear has survived since he was 9. He had to hide it from the Teachers at Psychokinesis. (NOTE. the blades are more narrow and slender than in the pic. The shaft is also 6 feet.)
His fists.
They don't need a link
Medical Bag
Known as the Satchel, it bears the insignia of the Red Lancers. It carries anything he needs for his medical duties, and will also carry other people's things for a small fee. (Mwha >:D) It was given to him when he graduated the school of Psychokinesis for having the top Mark in the Medical section. He also carries at least a pack of cigarettes in there, if they are not already in his pocket.
History:
Logan Sargan was born to Horatio and Myshel Sargan on the beautiful city of Scientio. His father was a battle hardened soldier, who had graduated from the school of Offensive Melee Combat, while his mother was a Professor at one of the most prestigious Universities. Since his father wasn't home a lot, he was dedicated to studying, and was considered a genius at the age of 6. But his alltime dream was to become a warrior, just like his dad. So when his father came home again when he was 9, he begged him to train him. Horatio caved after a week, and the training began. Logan loved his training, and quickly became a natural at wielding a spear. His father gave Logan his favourite spear just months after training: It was an unnamed spear, and Logan kept it that way.
Once he was old enough (not sure what the age was.), he enrolled in the school of Melee Combat and quickly went up the ranks of newbies. He was living his dream, and wanted it to stay that way. Until one day, while fighting another student, he was found to have Psychokinetic powers. And so, he was rushed off to the School of Psychokinesis, shattering his dream. His mother was thrilled, but his father was instantly disappointed in Logan, thinking it was his own fault. He had loved the attention and pride from Horatio, and he felt it was his own fault that he was stuck there. However, he began to loath his father, who felt that he was wasting his talent there. He then decided to go the opposite route of his father entirely: He became a Medic. Wanting to regain the praise from his father, and, at the same time, prove him wrong, he was ruthless in his studies. He graduated with the highest marks that the teachers had seen in years, but his father still wasn't impressed.
Fed up, he left his home after graduating and went to Aequitas to hopefully turn over a new leaf, and live a quiet and peaceful life. He had hoped to settle down, but instead felt compelled to join the Red Lancers. This was because he felt the need to get out and fight, proving the world that Medics weren't 'a lazy and useless waste of talent." said by his father. He picked up the habit of smoking just after graduation, realizing that it didn't hurt his body at all.
The nickname Corpse was given to him since he was, at one time, facinated by dead bodies. He got over this fascination, and now hates being called that. Only a few can get away with it. He was given the name ‘Spider’ when he was practising with another combatent. They described his technique of pain inducement ‘like a spider, slowly spinning their catch round and round, waiting for it to give up.”
