Description
Name: Kevin Francis Kearney
Nickname: Fox
Age: 21
Race:Human

Eyes: Steel Blue
Hair: Golden Blonde, unkempt and shoulder-length
Skin: Color and Complexion
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 163lbs.
Build: Athletic, with minimal body fat and toned but not huge muscle.

Physical description: Having spent most of his life on "land" in bars across the skies, Fox has gotten into countless fights. He has numerous scars (and a crooked nose) as a result, though there are three that stand out the most. One scar stretches directly across his windpipe, and another sits just below his left eye. The last is the most obvious: his entire right hand from the wrist up is a bronze clockwork prosthetic. Fox also has a full back tattoo of a black Celtic Cross, as a testament to his ancient lineage.

Personality
Likes: Whiskey/drinking, flying, the open Cloudsea, logical debates, knives, smoking

Dislikes: Ignorance, not drinking, being stuck in a floating city

Quirks: Doesn't care what anyone thinks about him, so many people find him "arrogant" or "degenerate". (Well, the later probably has some truth.)

Fears: Failure in achieving any of his desires, no matter how wild or impossible.

Personality description: Fox's personality is that of a “devil-may-care” attitude. He is extremely laid-back, joking, and rarely serious. Lazy would almost be a fitting adjective for this fellow, but one would find themselves in a difficult situation if they ever directly accused him. Quite on the contrary, Fox is a very hard-worker, when it suits him. Despite this, one may think he is the ne'er do well-type, since he seems to ride out his life on looks rather than talent. Indeed, if he really wanted to, he could, but he prides himself in being one of the best pilots around. His last name literally means “cunning” in Gaelic, and he truly is an intelligent fellow.

If one were to assume that Fox's drinking made him detrimental to himself and others, they have never seen him sober.

Beneath this bright, chipper surface lies a bit of a dark past, and at times, it can show.


Equipment

Fighting ability:
Melee: 8
Range: 6
Machinery: 5

Weapons: An immense amount of knives in all shapes and sizes (including throwing knives), both hidden and unhidden about his person.

Clothing/Armor: Fox can typically be seen at the helm wearing little more than a pair of black jeans, in comfortable weather. If need be, Fox will wear simple and practical shirts, his ever-present black boots, and a long trench coat that has seen better days. He always has his dark green-tinted goggles over his eyes, and if he doesn't, he's probably sober.

Tools: None. His knives have pretty much endless amounts of practical uses.

History

Background info: Fox has lived nearly his entire life sailing the Cloudsea, having never found a place to call home after running away at a young age from his underclass family. When he reached the age of fifteen, he showed just as much skill as pilots with several years' experience, and slowly improved on that skill since. Many have said that Fox is one of the best pilots on the Cloudsea. He has neither denounced nor confirmed this rumour.