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Caius Grady

"Would you like to take a bite?"

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a character in “A Tale of Seven Children//Endless Hourglass”, as played by Secret Maiden

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Image|Full Name| xxxxCaius M. Gradyxxxx|Titles| xxxxx.xxMad Hatter, Ace, and Cai
|Physical Age| ;x24xxxxxxxxxxxxx,,..|True Age| xxxx30
|Gender| xxxxxxxMale xxx.xxxxxxx,,..|Occupation| ..,,Spy
|Race| xxxxxx.x...xHalf-Demon xxxx..x|Subspecies| xxUnspecified

|Description| "I'm the type of dude that they say is fucking heinous."

Caius is easy to spot among the crowd, not only because of his intimidating height of 6'3", but also of his handsome appearance. His honey-brown complexion which is matched by stunning golden eyes likened to a panther in its mystery and sharpness. His long, wavy dark hair worn in a ponytail adds seductive flair to his style. His physique bears strength and modelesque in its structure as it is fit, ripped and accentuated with strongly carved curves evoking envy and lust at its sight. His tattoos depicted a line of eleven black cross-like markings across his forehead and a black cross on his throat. His mole under his left eye provides a distinction instead of taint on his face. He is an exotic scene to anyone's eyes.

From the description above, it is not impossible to see that he is a handsome and beautiful man. He is even considered at times androgynous since he has features that could work well as a man and even as a woman. But, it is wrong to assume that he had been called out as girly, chick, or whistled at. That is because he is not known to be kind or gentle to people who earn his annoyance. He also clearly displays and speaks of his dislike towards such words attached to his person. So, it's best to admire his face in silence than to speak it to him or to anyone else as there is a possibility, he would know. After all, ears are everywhere as he says.

When it comes to his clothes, he appears to be lackadaisical in his choices. However, he is actually detailed in his wardrobe as it is a form of armor in his line of work. An impression is very important in his career. Still, he prefers comfort more than the luxury of it. But, he does know how to dress for the occasion and has a good head for fashion. He can be sophisticated and quite the suave respectable man that has a dash of danger. He can also look messy, wild, and untamed when required. He is a chameleon and that is a good thing for him. It is part of his charm. Just like a jungle cat, he moves with a seemingly innocent goal, but one must remember that it will always be a predator, that plays with an intent to kill and eat. It's very dangerous and that's what he is outward, a wild alluring gamble.


Image|Personality| "There's another side that you don't know."

Just a ball of carefree silliness that is how Caius is seen by the public. A person who is easy-going with a mischievous smile plastered in a perpetual tenure on his face. He is someone who is able to see the hilarity in every angle and make the most out of it. He has no problems tricking people out of their money and even clothes using card games if it will end in profit. Though he would like to feign some pride, he is not above accepting what he can as long as it doesn't involve too much humiliation. Additionally, he appears not to be bothered with the retorts snapped over his way if one finds his jokes going too far or somewhat insincere. Nothing is too tough to ruffle his feathers as he simply does not take anything happening around him too seriously.

His emotions and reactions are limited to what is being presented before him at the very moment. The past or the future are things, he doesn't think about at all. He sees it as something too far out for him to be influenced by those two matters that had long gone and yet to come. After all, he has already too much to worry about the present where if he doesn't work or strive for the things that appeal to him, he won't be having much of a life now. Additionally, the now is more reachable for him. It also helps he has no real expectations. Disappointments can lead to despair and then, everything just goes downhill from that point. No way was he going to have that and this is speaking out of an experience.

Beneath his public face, he is a straight-up guy who grew up in the streets especially in its underbelly. He doesn't seek things beyond his reach and doesn't care about dreams, hopes, gods, and devils. He is a realist and not senile. That's why he relies on things he can grasp, like himself. He had been forged under the fires of toil and the survival of the fittest philosophy. It helps that he is both cunning, resourceful, and a charmer to manipulation. That makes him a firm believer of trusting only himself since it's the most efficient way of remaining alive. He has hardened to the point that violence is something he easily falls into and has no sense of guilt when inflicting chaos. He admits that his sadistic side comes out to play and enjoys playing games in creative and grotesque ways. It comes rather handy with his work and is the most familiar side that his peers get to see. People might say that he has a split personality, but that is not true. In his case, he is simply a man forging his own path in his own terms while of course enjoying the perks.

Image|Likes| "I hold my crown until my heart stops beating."

    Cigarettes β™ž Alcohol β™ž Fast Vehicles β™ž High Places β™ž Gambling β™ž Games β™ž Coffee β™ž Torture β™ž Money β™ž People β™ž Technology
|Dislikes|
    Naivety β™ž Prohibition Era β™ž Celery β™ž Law Enforcement β™ž Know-it-All β™ž Restraints β™ž Losing β™ž Traditions β™ž Religion
|Fears|
    Death β™ž Attachments β™ž Expectations β™ž Hope β™ž Losing his will β™ž Helplessness β™ž Erasure
|Hobbies|
    Coffee Making β™ž Gambling β™ž Underground Fights β™ž Drinking Sessions β™ž Parkour β™ž Morgue Tour β™ž Medical Seminars β™ž Travel
|Secret|
    Caius is born with congenital analgesia which makes him incapable of feeling any kind of pain. This is both an asset and a danger for him as he is incapable of feeling pain in a physical manner and does not even recognize it if his body has reached its limits.
|Outlook on Life|
    "It is a pile of shit and you just have to make it into an awesome pile of shit in one way or another. If you do, you can live even with the foulest stink because it begins to smell like chloroform."
|Affliation|
    At the recent, Caius is at the employment of the Solntsevskaya Brotherhood as one of the Spies in charge of the Security Group. He is also the main torturer of the Brotherhood that even the Pakhan (Boss) fears his methods which always generates public attention as his handiwork is shown on newspapers and media outlets whenever he comes out to play.
|Moral Alignment|
    When it comes to morality, Caius is mainly a chaotic neutral. However when he sheds that public persona, he becomes a neutral evil.


Image|Statistics|
"Are you talking to me?"

xXxXXXXXXXXWP β—„|| β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ ||β–Ί RANK [ C++ ]
xXxXXXXXXXXFT β—„|| β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ ||β–Ί RANK [ C++ ]
xXxXXXXXXXXMC β—„|| β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ ||β–Ί RANK [ C ]
xXxXXXXXXXXMP β—„|| β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ ||β–Ί RANK [ E ]
xXxXXXXXXXXPC β—„|| β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ β–ƒ ||β–Ί RANK [ C++ ]


|Active Ability|

    ≁ Voracity [ E ] ≁ Caius insatiable appetite could be related to this ability he has no idea about. This actually grants him the ability to literally eat or devour an individual to the bones in layman's term. In turn, the special ability (nourishment) that meal provided would be inherited by him. However, this does not happen instantaneously. There would be that period of digestion when that ends, he could finally wield that ability. But, it does not include the proficiency. He must learn how to use it himself. Another nourishment he receives is physical appearance which allows him to shapeshift into it, but it also undergoes digestion before using. Through this, he would be able to manifest various abilities or appearances in the case of devouring others.
|Passive Ability|

    ≁ Lucky Clover [ A++ ] ≁ The reason for Caius' seemingly good intuition in regards to keeping himself alive. It activates like a sort of alarm to remind him that if he proceeds with the situation he would be in peril and that is something he does not like and helpful due to his inability to feel pain.

    ≁ Ares [ C++ ] ≁ An ability that gives Caius' a remarkable edge to his strength, combat acuity, skill, speed, agility, ferociousness, and endurance raising it to the level of a war god. However, this is a bit tricky to activate to be at that level. Right now, it only allows him to be highly proficient in combat and pitted against any human is undefeated based on his experience.
|Boundary|
    None for now? Or even never?


Image|Active Magick| "Eternal side of my mind, a jolt and then you'll die."

    Just dust, a lot of it.
|Passive Magick|
    There is only cobwebs here.
|Acquired Skills|
    Gambler [ Master ] β™  Surgical Skills [ Master ] β™  Coffee Barista [ Skilled ] β™  Torturer [ Master ] β™  Sweet Talk [ Skilled ] β™  Hand-to-Hand Combat [ Master ] β™  Guns [ Adept ] β™  Blades/Knife [ Master ] β™  Cleaner [ Master ] β™  Intimidation [ Master ] β™  Chameleon [ Skilled ] β™  Linguist [ Skilled ] β™  Social Dance [ Adept ] β™  Driving [ Skilled ] β™  Kisser [ Master ] β™  Pleaasure-Giver [ Master ] β™  Business Acumen [ Skilled ] β™  Wine Connoisseur [ Skilled ] β™  Sleight of Hand [ Skilled ] β™  Piano [ Skilled ] β™  Miming [ Trainee ] β™  Chess [ Skilled ] β™  Wood Carving [ Skilled ] β™  Origami [ Adept ]
|Familiar|
    ≁ Utensi ≁ They are born from Voracity and has an important use. They appear as butterflies, often with playing card suits adorning their wings. Despite their alluring appearance, they are the means on how Caius eats his meal. They cluster around his food and eats them like a pile of rats. If he wishes to, he could also implant them inside a person and let them be eaten inside out, which also acts to increase the Utensi's numbers.
|Weaponry|
    Surgical Knives β™  Deck of Cards β™  Desert Eagle .50 Caliber
|Vehicle and Constructs|
    Suzuki Hayabusa (Motorcycle) β™  Ford Mustang GT350 (Sports Car)
|Miscellaneous|
    A pack of his cigarette β™  Lighter β™  Wine Flask

Image|Biography| "Everbody's got demons, sometimes they got to go."

In Caius' earliest memory, he remembers himself in a dark alleyway sitting beside a dumpster in a daze. He has no idea where he was or how came to be there. His clothes were a mess and even him. All he remembered was that he was hungry and his eyes were red possibly from crying. The police found him and he was eventually turned to social services since no one claimed him and no one found out who he really is. His name was a bit dicey, but he swore he is Caius. As for the rest, it was something handed down to him by some adult. After that, he bounced to different foster homes, but it didn't work out for him. He eventually turned to the street and never looked back.

He eventually got into deep of the underbelly and did everything to survive even if society sees it as monstrous. Lucky for him, it fitted like a glove. He also preferred the darkness that he plays in and continued to push his limits. Soon, he made a life form him from the cesspool of the twisted and dangerous greed of mankind. He became a prominent member in one of the most powerful organized crime syndicates in the world. He is actually only second to the Boss.

Now, he enjoys the luxurious life earned by exploiting people whether innocent or not. It is a dog eat dog world and he prefers to be the one who eats. His work and his link to the dark world made him a considerable person of interest by various law enforcement agencies home and abroad. However, the world plays by the rules which are a leash he uses with efficiency. It is why he is able to live out in the open, like going to meet various people at many food establishments just to spite the law enforcers tailing him.

It is actually in one of such meeting he met a person he believed to be of no consequence to him, a boy named Jojo who waited on him and his business partner. He shared a fleeting conversation like he does to many people. But who knew? Karma would lead him to an unbelievable situation that not only involves him but that boy again. It seems Jojo was not just like anyone else which included him.

So begins...

Caius Grady's Story

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Image"O, mne deystvitel'no povezlo stolknut'sya s vami, dorogoy Vitaliy." Eyes crinkled in pleasure and a tone filled with delight reverberated into this chilly rainy night. The one being greeted, Vitali, though did not share that same pleasure of seeing this person who is unbothered being drenched by the rain. He was instead trembling, shaking, in unprecedented fear. "You--Y--Ou You shou-ldn't be here! Ho-w-H-How? Wh-eRe are they!?" That is because this person was most likely sent, no, absolutely sent to kill him.

A sound of gunshot penetrated through the sound of pouring rain. "Vy dolzhny khotya by govorit' na svoyem rodnom yazyke, dorogoy drug." Vitali definitely wet himself. He would not deny that as he fell on his butt because he could not stand anymore. His fear was overwhelming and even in this rain, he was sweating. even with the rain pouring down. The bullet grazed his cheek as blood seeped out of that cut. "Yesli vy govorite ob etikh gangsterakh so znachkom, oni tam." He looked at the direction which he was pointed to and saw a pile mangled bodies being feasted by a pack of hungry dogs. His eyes widened in horror.

Vitali instantly looked back at the person holding him at gunpoint. "Proshu tebya, Caius! YA ischeznu! YA ne budu svidetel'stvovat'! Eto oshibka! Oni zastavili menya! Prosto day mne zhit'! Pozhaluysta, Caius!" He begged towards the man now known as Caius who was still smiling in all of those interactions. At this point, Vitali appeared to be worshipping a god hoping to earn its favor one last time. "Okay." This time it was spoken in Caius' mother tongue, English. "But, I need to hurt you to make it believable for the Pakhan. You know him, proof and everything."

Vitali's tear-streaked and even snot-filled face slowly lightened upon hearing Caius' words. He was going to live. It seemed that his bond with Caius did have meaning. "I--I Understand! As long as I am alive!" After, Vitali said that another gunshot echoed but what was heard next is a bubbling sound. "Oops. I was aiming for the shoulder." It was followed by playful laughter. Vitali fell to the muddy ground while holding to his bleeding throat. His eyes white from shock and inevitability. "Sorry. You know how I am Vitali. I am not that good with a gun."

Caius walked towards Vitali's fallen body and then lowered himself to the ground. "But really, who knew you are that naive?" His lips were contoured with a smile but his golden eyes now revealed behind his crinkled lids held a cold irritation. "We're not a daycare. Oh, that's right, Pakhan has a message. poka poka pesik." What followed was an expression befitting of his infamous alias, the Mad Hatter. His head grabbed Vitali's throat and crushed and mangled it. Vitali died but, Caius continued on like a child playing with clay.

"Boss, you have a meeting." Caius stopped with his playing and stood from his crouched position. "Ah... Right. Feed him to the dogs. Then, eat the dogs. We need to recycle and all. Fight climate change right?" He smiled with his usual carefree one with his hand still clearly stained by blood and flesh. "Da, nachal'nik." He handed the gun to a nearby subordinate and then took out a handkerchief as he wiped his hands. It wouldn't be appropriate for him to look too clean when meeting someone who is the paragon of justice, so to say. "Now, we must thank the GΓ©nΓ©ral d'armΓ©e for good police work."

Caius entered his car and soon left the scene which he was told to clean up. He did not hold any grudges towards Vitali for betraying the so-called brotherhood. Everyone just wants to survive in the way they best know how. The guy was just stupid to think the steps in ensuring life. Agreeing with a deal to testify, witness protection is garbage. Now, Vitali finds himself dead and his family skewered lovingly by Caius. That's right the press would have a field day about it tomorrow.

After a while, the rain finally cleared up as Caius looked out the window. "Boss, we have arrived." He exited the car and saw the full moon hanging above. "La lune du chasseur..." Then, there was a howl in the distance. His eyes narrowed but his carefree smile never wavered. "It seems Paris still has some surprises left.". He then entered the reserved bar that would soon turn into a perfect example of a bloodbath.