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n i c k n a m e s x // x ryebread , baby hawk , hawkling
a g e x // xtwenty-three
g e n d e r x // xcis male
s e x u a l i t y x // xhomosexual
o r i g i n x // xcarlisle, pennsylvania
s p e c i e s x // xhuman
c l a s s i f i c a t i o n x // xlevel 4—artificial
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w e i g h t x // x89kg / 196lbs
h a i r x // xRiley's hair is a dark walnut brown, almost black indoors, shot through with streaks of lighter auburn in the sun. He prefers to keep it long, swept upward every which way—as long as it's out of his eyes he doesn't care much how it falls. Occasionally, when he needs to look more put together, he'll run a comb and some gel through it to keep it down, but the truth is he prefers its natural unruly state.
e y e s x // xHazel, and with lashes darker and longer than is usual for his sex, Riley's eyes hold tints of green and honey brown swirled together.
o d d i t i e s x // xRiley's left eyebrow is marked through with a small scar, and the pads of his hands and fingers are marked with small, faded scars from the many bowstrings he's gone through over the years. He has a tattoo of an arrow on his left forearm, and "volant ad astra" in small, neat script on his right forearm.
a p p e a r a n c e x // xIt's easy to pinpoint him as an intimidating man, towering at over six feet tall, and with a natural intense scowl to complement his unfriendly image. However, he more than makes up for this with an easygoing smile, always ready to flash it at anyone he speaks to. He tends to keep something of a messy beard, or leave his jaw marked with stubble. His posture is usually casual and relaxed, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes fixed on whoever has his attention. He has the habit of worrying at his lips with his teeth, biting into them unconsciously whenever he gets nervous or upset, as well as a habit of running his hand through his hair. He prefers comfortable clothing over fancy clothes, choosing soft sweaters and loosely-fitting shirts to match with an array of pants and sneakers. During training, he tends to wear a version of the original Hawkeye's protective vest, modified for his own use, and uses his own bow, arrows, and quiver, all engineered to suit his needs.
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P O W E R S
n o n e x // x Riley is human—unaltered, unenhanced.
P R O F I C I E N C I E S
a r c h e r y x // x Riley is trained in archery, specialising in the use of regular bows, longbows, compound bows, and crossbows with near-perfect accuracy. He is capable of firing multiple arrows at a single target within seconds, hitting multiple targets in a few or even singular stroke, and hitting targets from a distance away.
m a r k s m a n s h i p x // x Skilled in the utilisation of other throwing weapons, such as throwing blades, boomerangs, or throwing stars, although his weapon of choice would still be the bow and arrow. He is also capable of shooting using various types of firearms with a high accuracy and lethality rate.
a c r o b a t i c s x // x He possesses exceptional human strength, endurance, and stamina. His good reflexes and agility, coupled with athletic training, allow him to execute numerous complex acrobatic maneuvers.
m a r t i a l x a r t s x // x Trained in various forms of hand-to-hand combat, Riley demonstrates great skill in his overall martial ability.
s t r a t e g y x // x While not exactly leader material, Riley is a highly competent strategist, tactician, and field commander.
w e a p o n s x p r o f i c i e n c y x // x Riley's incredible reflexes and hand-eye coordination allow him to wield most weapons with relative ease. He is skilled in swordsmanship and the use of knives and staffs.
w e a p o n s x e n g i n e e r i n g x // x He doesn't rely solely on established weapons engineers like Tony Stark to create the specialised-use arrows his father was known for using—he's able to design and engineer his own arrows, improving on previous designs and coming up with new designs of his own to better suit his needs.
p e a k x h u m a n x c o n d i t i o n x // x In terms of strength, speed, stamina, senses, agility, reflexes, longevity, endurance, and healing, his stats sit somewhere beyond the average human's, but still remains, like any other human, mortal.
l a n g u a g e s x // x He is able to speak a number of languages fluently, including German, and Russian, and sign language.
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p a d d e d x a r m o u r x // x Riley's vest doubles as armour, essentially functioning as a lightweight Kevlar vest.
b o w x // x Coupled with a quick-release quiver, it's enhanced to shoot with maximum accuracy, and shaped to give Riley the most comfortable shoot without overstretching himself.
t r i c k x a r r o w s x // x Aside from the typical arrows he uses, he also employs the use of trick weaponry, specialised to perform a variety of functions. His arsenal of arrows include cable arrows, electromagnetic pulse arrows, explosive arrows, magnetic arrowheads, taser arrows, etc.
c o m b a t x k n i v e s x // x He carries a number of combat knives on his person, should his bow fail him.
W E A K N E S S E S
m o r t a l i t y x // x Under all the high-tech equipment and the fancy moves, Riley is still human. A few blows in the right spots and he'd be easy to take down, though he'd fight like hell to keep his greatest weakness from ever showing.
i n a d e q u a c y x // x Given that the average classification among the academy is a level 6, as a level 4 Riley feels deep-seated doubt at his own ability. He's constantly worrying that the students don't think he's as good as the rest of them, or that he won't fit in because he amounts to less.
a n x i e t y x // x Diagnosed with high-functioning anxiety at the age of nineteen, Riley fights every day to quash the feelings of stress and worry that are constantly threatening to overwhelm him. Nineteen was already too late a diagnosis, though, as he'd been living with it for almost six years by then, having first developed it when he began training to follow in his father's footsteps at the age of thirteen.
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f a i l u r e x // x He's afraid of failing his father, of failing the Hawkeye name, of being a failure to the entire academy.
f a l l i n g x // x It's just a silly little fear, maybe a byproduct of his anxiety, but he's always worried whenever he jumps from a high point or practices flipping around like the little acrobat he is that he won't be able to catch himself in time and he'll fall thirty feet and break his neck.
t h e x d a r k x // x More specifically, he's afraid of being alone in the dark with his anxiety and his thoughts. So he always keeps a light on in his room.
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xxxxxxxxxxxx• x easygoing x • x energetic x • x thorough x • x guileless x •
He likes to keep himself busy, always rushing around to occupy his time with things to do, sometimes even taking on extra tasks to make himself useful to others. He finds joy in being able to help people whenever they need it. Unfortunately, this opens him up easily to being used by others, a concept he doesn't seem to be able to grasp. An idealistic man, Riley likes to believe that many people share his innocence and openness, and this often offers him the opportunity to be let down or hurt when people invariably end up taking advantage of him.
A teacher's idea of the perfect student—he doesn't just do his work, he takes the time to go above and beyond by practicing relentlessly outside of classes, as he believes that as long as he possesses the ability, he should always try to perform to the best of his abilities. He's methodical in his approaches, which explains why he's such a good engineer—he has the patience to take the time and effort to analyse not only his work, but also his mistakes, in order to understand how he can better himself.
He's likely to believe most things he's told, because he doesn't quite understand the concept of lying. He's used to being entirely truthful with others, and even if he has to admit to something bad, he'll try to soften the blow so that he doesn't hurt feelings too badly. He's genuine in all his interactions, and will expect nothing less than the same from everyone.
However, under all his smiles and jokes, Riley's anxiety pervades every moment of his life, his negative thoughts pervading every interaction he has. He's constantly doubting himself and worrying that others truly think that he will never amount to much, which is why he makes an extra effort to be nice to everyone, in an attempt to redeem his perceived flaws by presenting himself as a good person to everyone. In order to avoid having to listen to his brain, he also strives to fill all his moments, as being busy helps him to avoid the opportunity for his thoughts to take over and remind him just how worthless he is.
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Civilian life was monotonous, but calming. Clint settled down, bought his own groceries, met a girl. Anna Cavallaro was beautiful, fiery, and utterly in love with Clint, and they tied the knot barely a year after they met. Soon after that they had a son, a little boy with a shock of dark hair just like his mother's. Riley was quiet and sensitive, nothing like his mother, and his parents learned to adopt a gentler approach in raising him.
Clint loved his family, and would have killed to keep them safe. But S.H.I.E.L.D. could not go without his skills for long, and tried to work out a deal where he would return to work on missions every now and then in exchange for their continued, invisible protection over Anna and Riley. Clint tried to balance both, he really did, but trouble has a way of following a man, and there came a night when Clint, returning home from another trip to Headquarters in Washington, D.C., was followed by a handful of enemies. And of course it was that night that Anna was waiting in the living room, half asleep in an armchair. Clint had barely closed the front door behind him and turned on the lights when armed men burst into his house, catching him off guard. Running on pure instinct, he was able to defend himself and disarm his attackers, but it was too late for Anna.
There was nowhere else Clint could turn to. It was clear that his life would never be fully his as long as he remained in the service of his employer, and so instead of trying to keep Riley away from a life of heroics Clint went back to S.H.I.E.L.D., went back to everything he had tried so hard to escape. It was no place for a child, but Clint thought maybe he could start anew with his son. Maybe this way he could keep Riley safe.
But of course there was no protecting Riley from the realities of Clint's job. He was always there to see the bruises and the aches that Hawkeye returned from missions with, always there to help patch up his father at the end of the day. And with Clint getting older S.H.I.E.L.D. was eager to continue the Hawkeye legacy, and offered Riley the chance to train to follow in his father's footsteps. He accepted that offer readily, although Clint had his own reservations. But it was Riley's choice, and his mind was made up.
Training with all those enhanced heroes, Riley began to understand what kind of a position his father held amongst them. He could see that Hawkeye was less like the rest of them, always just a little lacking, and though he said nothing to anyone, he began to harbour the doubt that he could not be as good a Hawkeye as his father hoped he would be.
For a while, Riley struggled to juggle his training and school. He didn't enter Xavier's School, but continued to practice and train alongside Clint's colleagues. He left for a few years to study law at Stanford, but when he returned it was to resume the life of an agent, not a lawyer.
Then Riley received the invitation to enter Descendant Academy. Word had reached them of his abilities and his ceaseless efforts to better himself at his craft, and besides he was already acquainted with Tony Stark. Clint felt it would be a good opportunity for him to meet other protégés and train with them, and Riley couldn't argue. So he packed up his life with his father and left for the Academy, ready for a new stage of his life.
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xxxR I L E Y x B A R T O Nxxx• x p r o t e g e x o f x h a w k e y e x •
- Cecil Palmer
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riley barton
n i c k n a m e s
ryebread / baby hawk
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twenty-three
g e n d e r
male
s e x u a l i t y
homosexual
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carlisle, pennsylvania
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human
c l a s s i f i c a t i o n
level 4 — artificial
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h a i r
Riley's hair is a dark walnut brown, almost black indoors, shot through with streaks of lighter auburn in the sun. His Italian ancestry is evident in its thickness, and he prefers to keep it long, swept upward every which way—as long as it's out of his eyes he doesn't care much how it falls. Occasionally, when he needs to look more put together, he'll run a comb and some gel through it to keep it down, but the truth is he prefers its natural unruly state.
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Hazel, and with lashes darker and longer than is usual for his sex, Riley's eyes hold tints of green and honey brown swirled together.
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n o n e x // x Riley is human—unaltered, unenhanced.
P R O F I C I E N C I E S
m a s t e r x a r c h e r x // x Riley is trained in archery, specialising in the use of regular bows, longbows, compound bows, and crossbows with near-perfect accuracy (at present, calculated to be a 95% accuracy rate). He is capable of firing multiple arrows at a single target within seconds, hitting multiple targets in a few or even singular stroke, and hitting targets from a distance away.
e x p e r t x m a r k s m a n x // x Skilled in the utilisation of other throwing weapons, such as throwing blades, boomerangs, or throwing stars, although his weapon of choice would still be the bow and arrow. He is also capable of shooting using various types of firearms with a high accuracy and lethality rate.
e x p e r t x a c r o b a t x // x He possesses exceptional human strength, endurance, and stamina. His good reflexes and agility, coupled with athletic training, allow him to execute numerous complex acrobatic maneuvers.
s k i l l e d x m a r t i a l x a r t i s t x // x Trained in various forms of hand-to-hand combat, Riley demonstrates great skill in his overall martial ability.
s k i l l e d x t a c t i c i a n x // x While not exactly leader material, Riley is a highly competent strategist, tactician, and field commander.
w e a p o n s x p r o f i c i e n c y x // x Riley's incredible reflexes and hand-eye coordination allow him to wield most weapons with relative ease. He is skilled in swordsmanship and the use of knives and staffs.
w e a p o n s x e n g i n e e r i n g x // x He doesn't rely solely on established weapons engineers like Tony Stark to create the specialised-use arrows his father was known for using—he's able to design and engineer his own arrows, improving on previous designs and coming up with new designs of his own to better suit his needs.
p e a k x h u m a n x c o n d i t i o n x // x In terms of strength, speed, stamina, senses, agility, reflexes, longevity, endurance, and healing, he has enhanced them to beyond the average human's, but still remains, like any other human, mortal.
s k i l l e d x l i n g u i s t x // x He is able to speak a number of languages fluently, including Arabic, German, Spanish, and Russian, and sign language.
G A D G E T S
p a d d e d x a r m o u r x // x Riley's vest doubles as armour, essentially functioning as a lightweight Kevlar vest.
b o w x // x Coupled with a quick-release quiver, it's enhanced to shoot with maximum accuracy, and shaped to give Riley the most comfortable shoot wihtout overstretching himself.
t r i c k x a r r o w s x // x Aside from the typical arrows he uses, he also employs the use of trick weaponry, specialised to perform a variety of functions. His arsenal of arrows include cable arrows, electromagnetic pulse arrows, explosive arrows, magnetic arrowheads, taser arrows, etc.
c o m b a t x k n i v e s x // x He carries a number of combat knives on his person, should his bow fail him.
W E A K N E S S E S
m o r t a l i t y x // x Under all the high-tech equipment and the fancy moves, Riley is still human. A few blows in the right spots and he'd be easy to take down, though he'd fight like hell to keep his greatest weakness from ever showing.
i n a d e q u a c y x // x Given that the average classification among the academy is a level 6, as a level 4 Riley feels deep-seated doubt at his own ability. He's constantly worrying that the students don't think he's as good as the rest of them, or that he won't fit in because he amounts to less.
a n x i e t y x // x Diagnosed with high-functioning anxiety at the age of nineteen, Riley fights every day to quash the feelings of stress and worry that are constantly threatening to overwhelm him. Nineteen was already too late a diagnosis, though, as he'd been living with it for almost six years by then, having first developed it when he began training to follow in his father's footsteps at the age of thirteen.
p a r a n o i a x // x He's utterly paranoid that everyone secretly hates him or thinks that he's a joke, and the worst part is that he can't even say for sure that it's baseless paranoia.
f a l s e x f r o n t x // x To combat his anxiety, he strives to present a sunshiny, friendly front to everyone. He refuses to share his problems with anyone aside from his closest friends—even his father knows little about it aside from the details, which Riley's therapist had attempted to share with him when she first diagnosed his son. The solitude wears down on Riley's mind, to the point where he often stays up at night unable to let go of his thoughts.
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f a i l u r e x // x He's afraid of failing his father, of failing the Hawkeye name, of being a failure to the entire academy.
f a l l i n g x // x It's just a silly little fear, maybe a byproduct of his anxiety, but he's always worried whenever he jumps from a high point or practices flipping around like the little acrobat he is that he won't be able to catch himself in time and he'll fall thirty feet and break his neck.
d a r k x // x More specifically, he's afraid of being alone in the dark, something that's happened far too often, especially when his anxiety decides to plague him with bad thoughts when he's trying to sleep. So he always keeps a light on in his room.
b e i n g x o u t x o f x t h e x c l o s e t x // x He's gay, but no one knows that about him. He wants to have the freedom to love and chase the boys he's attracted to, but he's terrified that it'll become another aspect of himself used against him.
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• x easygoing x • x energetic x • x thorough x • x guileless x •
He likes to keep himself busy, always rushing around to occupy his time with things to do, sometimes even taking on extra tasks to make himself useful to others. He finds joy in being able to help people whenever they need it. Unfortunately, this opens him up easily to being used by others, a concept he doesn't seem to be able to grasp. An idealistic man, Riley likes to believe that many people share his innocence and openness, and this often offers him the opportunity to be let down or hurt when people invariably end up taking advantage of him.
A teacher's idea of the perfect student—he doesn't just do his work, he takes the time to go above and beyond by practicing relentlessly outside of classes, as he believes that as long as he possesses the ability, he should always try to perform to the best of his abilities. He's methodical in his approaches, which explains why he's such a good engineer—he has the patience to take the time and effort to analyse not only his work, but also his mistakes, in order to understand how he can better himself.
He's likely to believe most things he's told, because he doesn't quite understand the concept of lying. He's used to being entirely truthful with others, and even if he has to admit to something bad, he'll try to soften the blow so that he doesn't hurt feelings too badly. He's genuine in all his interactions, and will expect nothing less than the same from everyone.
However, under all his smiles and jokes, Riley's anxiety pervades every moment of his life, his negative thoughts pervading every interaction he has. He's constantly doubting himself and worrying that others truly think that he will never amount to much, which is why he makes an extra effort to be nice to everyone, in an attempt to redeem his perceived flaws by presenting himself as a good person to everyone. In order to avoid having to listen to his brain, he also strives to fill all his moments, as being busy helps him to avoid the opportunity for his thoughts to take over and remind him just how worthless he is.
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And then the accident happened. A drunk driver hit Anna going up the sidewalk as she was heading home to her son, after a long day of work. Riley, who had already gone to bed, was woken at just past one in the morning by a knock at the door, by a kind policeman with the news that his mother was dead within minutes of arriving at the hospital. The knowledge soon reached Hawkeye, back in his position at SHIELD, and he was left with no choice but to bring his son back into his life, and explain why he'd left them in the first place. It was no place for a child, but Clint thought maybe he could start anew with his son.
At thirteen, Riley was offered the chance to begin training to follow in his father's footsteps as Hawkeye—an offer which he accepted readily, and began working with his father and his father's colleagues. Training with all those enhanced heroes, Riley began to understand what kind of a position his father held amongst them. He could see that Hawkeye was less like the rest of them, always just a little lacking, and though he said nothing to anyone, he began to harbour the doubt that he could not be as good a Hawkeye as his father hoped he would be.
For a while, Riley struggled to juggle his training and school. He didn't enter Xavier's School, but continued to practice and train alongside Clint's colleagues. Eventually, he qualified to study law at Stanford, but continued his training. It was around this period that he finally pulled himself together and went to seek a therapist, who diagnosed him with anxiety. Due to its high-functioning nature, though, she didn't quite grasp how bad he'd had it, and in her explanation to Riley's dad underplayed his condition. Both of them chalked it up to him having issues managing his work and stress levels, and eventually Riley just accepted that he'd have to live with it in silence. Life went on.
Then Riley received the invitation to enter Descendant Academy. Word had reached them of his abilities and his ceaseless efforts to better himself at his craft, probably. In any case, he agreed pretty quickly, and his father felt it would be a good opportunity for him. So he left everything he'd built together with his father behind, and headed for the academy.
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