Age: 20
Gender: Since you apparently can't tell from my face, I'm a guy.
Personality: I'm a carefree guy, if a little foolish. I'm not exactly one to "look before he leaps", and I have been known to get into some trouble due to my age and my job, but I'm the kind of guy who you can always depend on to be there when needed. I can get a little jealous, but only because when I love someone, I love them and them alone. At times, I can be solemn, but I try to remain as cheerful as possible. I have been known to revert to my old personality when provoked, which usually ends badly for all parties involved. This is indicated by my eyes turning golden from their normal blue color.
History: I come from one of those big families, you know, the ones that can recall their ancestry back to the first civilization? Well, I ran away when I was little because they wanted to control every little bit of my life and ended up being taken in by a guy named Alecren Vollified. Weird name, I know, but he was a cool guy. He taught me how to defend myself when I was little, then how to use a gun. Turned out he was a sweeper, and he had made more than a few enemies with the local gangs by bringing their leaders in. He was shot and killed one day while we were bringing back groceries from the store. One funeral later, I took up his gun and became a sweeper myself. I went in and single-handedly took out the entire criminal gang with no lethal shots, just like he'd taught me. A darker side of me appeared that day, and I started calling myself the Black Cat, a little nickname the gangs had started giving me, due to the bad luck that they would have if I crossed their path. Zagine had left me everything he owned in his will, both because he knew I hated the life I had been living with the McMullin family and because we had been all we had, so housing had never been a problem. The darker personality I mentioned earlier? HE was a violent one, who did whatever it took to get the job done. I shiver just remembering some of the things I would do to get my marks... But this is where my life came back and bit me in the ass. I ended up shooting a little girl once while on a mission, and thankfully, she lived, but because of me, that girl would never be able to walk again without some crazy-expensive surgery. My family came to me and told me they'd clear up everything to get her walking again, but in exchange, they'd arranged a marriage to a girl I don't know. I only accepted their offer for that little girl, Sara. After all, her dad's dead from his sentencing, someone needs to take care of her.
Likes
Sara(Who I've adopted.)
Chocolate
Being a bounty hunter
Freedom
Reading
Taking potshots at a running gang member, aiming at his legs so he doesn't die, but doesn't escape.
Dislikes
The McMullin Family
White chocolate
Being restrained
Stuck with:
