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Evan Varonin

there aren't many good things that don't have a splinter of selfishness in them, after all (history wip)

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a character in “Thorn Hill Academy”, as played by rubytuesday

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EVAN VARONIN

everybody has to feel superior to somebody

edition | dear | shrike


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N A M E
Evan Aleksei Varonin

N I C K N A M E (S)
Ev | sometimes | by close friends and family | doesn't mind, depending on whom is using it

B I R T H D A Y
January 20th

S E X U A L I T Y
pansexual (with a strong masculine preference)

S P E C I E S
witch

H E X
#927154


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6'1

A P P E A R A N C E
a tall, angel-faced lad, Evan has a look of tiredness about him. Not because he is gaunt, or pasty, rather, on the contrary, he is on the taller side, with a slim build that doesn't quite fall into gangly (but threatens to), and his skin is bright and healthy even in its fairness. Rather, his tiredness emanates from his eyes. They are a pale, glassy green, almost translucent, and large. If not for the way they seem to be in constant action, reading and seeing and analysing, their physicality would naturally hint at a slight yearning for slumber. His hair, on the other hand, is wildly awake, a thrush of curls crowning his head, chocolate in tone and soft in texture. The curvedness of his locks combats his face somewhat, for he has sharp cheekbones, and a strong jaw that don't quite match up with the innocence indicated by his other features: his big eyes, his flyaway curls, his soft, heart-shaped lips. Altogether, he is a physically contradictory being- not that that seems to put anyone off.


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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Evan is something of a cipher at times- he is calculated in every action, always seeming to know exactly what he is doing, and what will come of each and every action he applies himself to. He doesn't wear a mask so much as see through everyone else's, to the point that his presence can be unnerving- he reads people too easily, and leaves people feeling opened and exposed. His gaze alone can be perturbing, so piercing are his eyes, and so unreadable his intentions. He does not hide himself, but he is a muted thing when it comes to some of his emotions. A wry smile, a raised brow, a judgemental lookover... the movements his face make tend to be subtle, but far from blank.

This all said, Evan is far from socially stunted- he has a natural charisma to him, and a way with words that can easily convince and move. His ability to read people only adds to this, as he always knows exactly what to say to put someone at ease- or the opposite, should he so desire. He talks much like a politician at times, in that he considers his words before he says them, speaking with eloquence and charm and just a hint of posturing. The latter is inescapable, what with the arrogance that precedes him, and leaks into his everyday behaviours. He is just a tad too sure of himself- of his talent, his academics, his general existence. He is proud to the point of being unable to accept defeat, nor acknowledge a losing battle. He is like his sister in that sense, although the both of them tend to acknowledge that they have little to nothing in common.

A strange combination of introvert and extrovert, Evan feeds of attention and compliments- he is an excellent host, and can be quite the roguish character, especially when alcohol is involved. At the same time, however, Evan's knack for charming people does not equate to always enjoying them- he also needs moments of quiet solace to function, and it is not rare for him to disappear from functions at times, and hide away, be it with a book or just his own company to put him at ease. He is also prone to bursts of selfishness, and it is not rare to prioritise himself over others, although even he has his exceptions. He isn't cold, and certainly not cruel, but there is definitely an element of opportunist to his character. He does not necessarily enjoy taking advantage of people, but nor is he entirely opposed to it, when the pay-off is tempting enough.

Extremely intelligent, Evan's mind is always at work. Without such a constant, he'd quickly grow bored. He is a boy that needs to be entertained, and his entertainment comes in the form of mental engagement. He enjoys complex people, or people that are difficult to read, just as much as he dislikes them for putting him off kilter. Dashing and debonair, he hides his ruffled feathers well, smoothing the plumage as he simultaneously translates and deciphers- aka, the things he does best.


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ImageL I K E S | D I S L I K E S
+ reading, compliments, sunsets and sunrises, black coffee, winter and autumn, libraries, linen sheets, turtlenecks, Italian cuisine, Van Gogh art, curly hair, strawberry milkshakes, minimalism, confidence, writing lists, sleeping in, the smell of old books, vodka, Esfir (his temperamental familiar)

- physical exercise, heavy metal music, humans, ignorance, flannel, coca cola, energy drinks in general,
S T R E N G T H S | W E A K N E S S E S
there is no doubt that Evan's intelligence is one of his greatest strengths- both socially and academically, it helps him to rise above others, and achieve excellence. That said, it also contributes to his arrogance, a trait that is likely going to eventually get him into trouble. His silver tongue might get him out again, however, as might his cunning, and, of course, his magical abilities, which are especially powerful. He specialises in illusions and pain infliction, although he has more practice in the former, for what are hopefully obvious reasons. His skill in magic is much appreciated, particularly considering his physical strength, or lack thereof.


F E A R S
Evan is not the sort to confront his fears- he'd much rather ignore them, and pretend that they don't exist. That said, he fears failure, as well as being derided or rejected. Such notions terrify him, thus he strives for greatness, which is the only way to keep the possibility of such occurrences at bay.


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T H O U G H T SXO NXH U M A N S
like many witches, Evan's feelings towards humans tends to lean towards disdain. Although he has not personally been victimised (he has never actually interacted with a human), the history does not simply erase itself over time, and it is hard to ignore the past atrocities committed against his people. It does not help that the reason that his family resides in Thorn Hill is due to the violence directed towards his people back in Russia in the late 1900's. His mother has told him the stories, and they are horrific- certainly enough for him to be cynical of the integration of humans into Thorn Hill.

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H I S T O R Y
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So begins...

Evan Varonin's Story

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I V E SXI R I Z A R R Y

life is now, this very moment, and that
is inexhaustible and unknowable


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E V A NXV A R O N I N

he walked through the world like a
chameleon- never revealing himself,
never appearing not to


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The fae was small and blonde, her brows knotted in concentration as she took aim at the target. As her dainty arm flew forward, the coconut left her grip with little urgency. The throw was a weak one, and rather off-centre, and the fairy's shoulders had already sagged in disappointment went the projectile increased speed mid-air, curving left to hit the bullseye. The merman, smirk melting to shock, plunged into the water, and as he broke the surface, his splutters were ones of indignation.

"Hey! That's cheating!"

The fairy shrugged in innocent surprise, seemingly as surprised by her success as her victim. "I- I didn't do anything! Honest!"

The merman looked ready to argue, only for his words to falter as he caught sight of a familiar witch. She met his gaze, and the faintest smile touched her lip before she continued on her way. It was all the confirmation he needed, and as he clambered back onto his seat, he muttered angrily to himself.

"Witch bitch."
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Evan was, as usual, all smiles as he walked through the carnival, greeting people left and right, and generally being the social butterfly he was known to be. However, with every glimpse at an unfamiliar face, a human face, there threatened a slip. A cloud hung ominous over his features, never quite shadowing the friendliness he worked to radiate.

"Problem, Evan?"

His gaze drifted from the humans gathered at the food table, to the raven-haired witch now standing beside him. She looked up at him with a crooked brow, almost impish. His smile did slip, this time- but only temporarily, and only because he hated being read. It happened so rarely- he had yet to adapt to the consequences.

His expression brightened, beaming with faux-innocence.

"Problem? Not at all."

Ives' expression, infuriatingly, didn't falter. She'd caught the discord beneath the porcelain, as she was wont to. It was strange- they weren't related by blood, and yet they seemed connected; able to sense each other better than most.

"My mistake. Thought I caught a bit of glowering."

"It's a carnival. Glowering is seldom warranted at occasions such as these."

"But not never, right?"

A swift change of subject was common among politicians. Dodging questions, even more so. And Evan had oft been told he was born for politics.

"Have a good time at the carnival, Ives. Have a bob for apples on me."

She nodded, that infuriating smirk still caught on her lips. Turning to leave, she paused, crooning quietly over her shoulder.

"Prejudice... it's not too cute, Ev. Maybe you should hide it a bit better."

As she made her way over to the food table, Evan smiled through his urge to grimace. His gaze flickered back to the food table, and the humans, that Ives now approached, before he too turned in the opposite direction.

"Noted."