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Dustin Connolly

"I don't know how... Could you show me... er.. please?"

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a character in “A Chance Soul”, as played by Starlight77

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{“I’d like to say this is just my job, but its become so much more than that.” }




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|Full Name|
Dustin Connolly

|Nickname|
He's never been given a nickname.

|Birthday|
November 27

|Age|
Dustin appears to be 20, but he is actually almost 45 years old which is still quite young for an angel.

|Nationality|
Dustin was born in heaven.

|Ethnicity|
Dustin appears to be half Filipino and half Irish.

|Occupation|
Guardian Angel

|Sexuality|
Heterosexual




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{“Just a few things you should know…” }




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|Quirks & Habits|
Tapping/Looking Around || If Dustin begins to grow nervous, he will tap on random surfaces and glance around.
Touching People || When trying to speak to someone heart-to-heart, he generally likes to maintain some sort of physical contact; that or get really close to someone. Whether he puts his hand on someone’s shoulder or grabbed their own hand, it makes it much easier for him to get a read on what that person is feeling.
Muttering || Dustin tends to get nervous when talking to new people or realizing when he’s losing an argument. The tone and volume of his voice will drop drastically, and he will avoid eye contact.
Playing With His Hair || Dustin tends to toy with his unruly, curly hair by tugging on it and running his fingers through it.
Staring || If Dustin finds something interesting or intriguing, he will stare at it for a long time. He doesn’t think its awkward for him to stare at people, and if that person notices him staring, he doesn’t care. He will continue staring.

| Talents | Strengths | Skills |
Singing
Giving Massages
Speaking All Languages
Reading People’s Emotions
Enhanced Physical Attributes
Aerokinesis

|Flaws/Weakness|
Human Culture and Technology
Thunderstorms
Delicious Foods
Video Games (he’s mesmerized by them)
Overly Curious

|Hobbies|
Sleeping/Eating || Technically, for Dustin, sleeping and eating are hobbies. Being an angel, he doesn’t need sleep or food to function, but he does partake in both of those things. Call it selfish, but Dustin is genuinely curious about a lot of mortal things, including their billions of different types of foods.
Playing Video Games || Dustin is very uncultured in the ways of humans, so once he was exposed to video games, he became absolutely mesmerized. He will play video games every chance he gets, despite the fact that he’s, no pun intended, God-awful at them.
Playing With His Powers || Dustin, like all angels, was born with wings and control over a certain element. He has almost complete control over the air around him, and with it, he can do almost anything. He can create small tempests around him, he can solidify air into blades and shields, he can help people breathe underwater, and much more. He is constantly playing around with his powers, using them to get him things from across a room, creating blasts of air to close doors, etc.

|Fears|
øLosing The Person He is Supposed to Protectø
øLosing His Wingsø
øHis Own Immortalityø

|Secrets|
His Fears
His Powers
His Identity

|Goals/Dreams|
Dustin hopes to save his new target this time.




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{“Love isn’t what makes the world go ‘round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.” }




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|Personality|
{ | Innocent | Faithful | Curious | Playful | Loving | Caring | Brave | }
Dustin is... quite the character. First things first, he is, in fact, an extremely young angel. Because of this, he’s utterly naive in regards to almost anything. He knows little about human culture, conduct, and mannerisms. Because of this, he can be rather blunt in what he says. He does, however, crave more knowledge on humans, and is very curious about them. He reads a lot, watches a lot of tv, and “people watches” all the time.

Despite all these things, Dustin is the kindest and most caring person anyone could meet. He’s gentle and playful, and he loves to tell stupid jokes even though they don’t make very much sense. He is an angel, so he can read human emotions. He does his best to try to make people happy if he knows they are sad. Dustin is protective of those that he is friends with, and will guard them with his life. If you do manage to look past his flaws and become friends with him, he will be loyal and faithful forever. This makes is very easy to stab him in the back and betray him.

Because of Dustin’s past, he is self-conscious and always tries to think through everything he does. He gets really nervous when he finds out he messed something up, which is a lot.

|Likes|
Reading
Laughing
Sleeping
Eating
Playing Video Games
Cuddling
Using His Powers
Flying

|Dislikes|
Loud Sounds
Thunderstorms
Hatred
Blood
Death
His Immortality
Small Spaces
Suffocating Darkness




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{“I’d really rather not talk about it…” }



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|History|
Dustin’s history is not normal. Well, he is an angel, so what would you expect?
He was not born; he was created. God needed more angels, so he was put into this world to do a job. He has no family and no friends and does not know what true powerful emotions feel like.

Dustin was assigned his first target in 1977. He was to guard her life, for her fate was shrouded with doubt and misery along with many of the other people in this world. He befriended her and it seemed as if things were going well. When his target turned 20, he turned his back for what seemed like a few minutes, and she died. Suicide by asphyxiation.

Dustin was broken. He had no idea what went wrong and when. Ever since then, he fears that every choice he makes is the wrong one. He was assigned to another target and told that if he failed he would be stripped of his wings and power as an angel. So now, not only is his target’s life riding on his shoulders, but so is his.

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{“... What does that mean?”
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|Other|
FC is Darren Criss

So begins...

Dustin Connolly's Story

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{Umm… What. }


Warmth. A calming, radiating heat that was far from uncomfortable. And considering that was the first thing Dustin felt, he almost fell right back asleep. It was just so soothing, his heavy eyelids didn’t want to obey his commands. Once he managed to get them open, his gaze swept the room, and he realized he had absolutely no idea where he was.
Dustin shifted slightly just to confirm that he was indeed on a bed in someone’s room. But who’s room?

He thought back to last night, just to see if he could recollect what happened exactly. It was hard to remember; everything was hazy. Dustin remembered the bone-chilling cold that the heavy rain has inflicted upon him. Water had soaked through his clothes and he hadn’t known where he was going. He could barely see. But he could feel her. He had to find her before it was too late. In his haste, he stumbled onto a main road. The sounds of horns flooded into his ears the moment before he was launched backwards. A driver hadn’t noticed the man haphazardly crossing the street in the downpour and hit him square on. The driver was obviously concerned, and he rushed out of the car to see just how hurt the person he hit was. But, to his surprise, there was no one there. Dustin had darted out of the street and limped to a nearby alleyway. Before he could even assess his wounds, the world began to fade. He lost consciousness merely moments later.

So that would be a no. He has absolutely no idea where he is. It was then, the moment he took a deep breath, that he felt a weight on his chest.

Dustin lifted his head up, just his head, and noticed that there was someone there with him. Or more importantly, practically on top of him. Am… Am I shirtless? Is this… normal? He thought back to all of the shirtless men he’s seen in his short lifetime and came to the conclusion that it was normal for men to sometimes not wear shirts, though it was apparently not common for women. Odd… He dropped his head back down onto the pillow.

Inhaling sharply, Dustin winced at a searing pain in his ribs. Gingerly and slowly, as not to wake the girl on top of him, he reached down to his side. Before his fingers even made contact with his bare abdomen, he felt something very soft and fuzzy. What is… Once again lifting his head cautiously, he saw a ball of white and grey fur pressed against his side. Letting out a sigh and deciding not to question it, he simply let his head fall back.

It then hit him like a ton of bricks. The reason why he was so comfortable and content right now… why this aura that engulfed him felt so familiar… Oh my… This isn’t a joke, right? It was her. Her. How could he have been so lucky?

But… this wasn’t normal. Was it? Dustin may have been stripped of his shirt, but he was still wearing his damp pants, which was definitely getting uncomfortable. He couldn’t move though because he might wake her up… Should he wake her up? Dustin bit his bottom lip, wondering what he should do.

Well one thing he knew was that his soaked shorts were annoying yesterday, and he wanted to get out of them as fast as he could. So he gently wormed his arm, which was behind her, up just enough so that he could tap her shoulder.

“Umm… Miss? Aurélie?” Dustin shook her as lightly as possible, hoping he didn’t startle her.



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Aurélie was snuggled up against the stranger she had brought home last night, completely unintentionally. She had gotten him in to her bad and stripped him of his shirt so she could tend his wounds, and she had been waiting for him to wake up. She had fallen asleep, and her head had fallen upon his chest. She had managed to clean and wrap his wounds, which had been pretty bad last night.

She was so warm and comfortable, she hadn't even felt him wake up and move around. Her head was on his bare chest, his arm under her and one of her arms on his chest beside her face. His steady heartbeat soothed her, and their breathing was in sync. She was so comfortable, and she had no desire to get up any time soon.

“Umm… Miss? Aurélie?” Aurélie let out a gentle sigh as she was woken up, and her bright blue eyes fluttered open slowly. Still half asleep, she snuggled up against him further and gave him a light kiss on his neck. "Morning, Liam." She sighed, assuming it was her on again/off again boyfriend.

Within a few seconds, she woke up fully and realized that this was not Liam. This was some stranger that she had found in an alleyway and dragged home. Her eyes flew open, wide as ever, and she jumped back. She was blushing very darkly. "O-oh, dear!! I'm so sorry, I was half asleep and I thought you were someone else!!!!!" She blubbered, putting her hands up to her burning cheeks.

She quickly stood up, and stepped back. She was still blushing. "I'm so sorry. . . do you need anything? Water? Food?" She looked down, as her little cat stretched and hopped up into his lap. She rubbed up against him, purring and looking for attention. "Fleur!" Rorie cried, embarrassed once more. "Leave him alone. Venez ici." She called to her cat, who meowed softly in protest and continued to rub up against him.

"Sorry about her. I hope you're not allergic." She dared to glance up at him, still blushing slightly with a very shy look on her face. "I'll fetch you some water. Hold still, you don't want to open up your wound again." She murmured gently, as she quietly turned and left the room.

She returned within a few minutes, with a glass of water that she handed to him. She shyly sat down on her bed next to him, and bit her lip. "U-um, do you mind if I check your side? You wouldn't want it to get infected." She murmured, fiddling with her necklace nervously. She glanced down at her arms, realizing that the thin scars that were littered there were clearly visible. Blushing again, she quickly jerked down her sleeves and grew rather flustered again.

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{Oh. Well this is… awkward. }


"Morning, Liam."

“Liam?” Dustin cocked an eyebrow and looked down at her as she kissed the side of his neck.

Suddenly, Aurélie leapt back and away from him. He resisted the urge to jump up with her; he hoped he hadn’t scared or accidentally hurt her. Before he could even utter an “Are you alright”, she started talking again.

"O-oh, dear! I'm so sorry, I was half asleep and I thought you were someone else!"

“Ah, don’t worry. It’s alri-”

"I'm so sorry... do you need anything? Water? Food?" Dustin stared at her for a moment, blinking slowly. It was as if he was reading her, which he was to an extent.
Just as Dustin opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted again.

"Fleur! Leave him alone. Venez ici." Dustin had sat up by now, and her little kitten had hopped into his lap. The small animal had begun to rub up against his stomach, as if craving attention.
"Sorry about her. I hope you're not allergic."

“Ahh, its quite alright. She’s pretty… cute.” He spoke slowly, as if searching for the right words.

"I'll fetch you some water. Hold still, you don't want to open up your wound again."

Dustin watched with increasing curiosity as Aurélie walked out of the room to go get him a glass of water. He came to the conclusion that she tended to talk very fast when she got flustered. As he waited, he turned his attention the… Fleur. He was stroking her ears, enjoying the feeling of her fluffy fur.

“Do you only speak French? Bonjour, petit chaton. Vous êtes si mignons.” He picked her up and held her so they were face to face as they spoke. She mewled in response and his eyes lit up happily, even though the mewl was probably only in response to the fact that she didn’t like being held that way. He plopped her back in his lap and began to stroke her again. As she began to purr, he made a similar noise in response; a deep, rumbling sound coming from deep in his throat.

Dustin looked up as Aurélie came back into the room. He took the glass of water and drank the entire thing in one long sip. “Thank you.”

"U-um, do you mind if I check your side? You wouldn't want it to get infected."

Dustin stiffened. If she were to check the wound, she would find that it was completely closed and all that remains of it would probably be a large bruise on his side. He swallowed hard. “Urm, no, I… I think I’m fine, really.” He looked down at Fleur again and busied himself with petting her. He quickly changed the conversation subject. “Your name is… Aurélie, right? Well, my name is Dustin… Dustin Connolly.” Dustin practically flinched. It sounds like cannoli… smooth one.

“Um… Do you have any spare pants I could borrow?” Dustin shifted on the bed, knowing that where he was sitting would probably be a wet spot from his damp pants.