"everyone thinks they’ve got the answer, the silver laser that promises they’ll be happy forever."
just paste the quote here tbh-juno steel
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i d e n t i t y
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xxxxx|| Nicknames || He prefers to just go by Edwards, or at a push, A, but some call him Ang.
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xxxxx|| Gender || Male
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xxxxx|| Age || 25
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xxxxx|| Birthday || February 21
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xxxxx|| Sexuality || Pansexual Demiromantic
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xxxxx|| Composition || Human
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a p p e a r a n c e
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xxxxx|| Height || 6'2"
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xxxxx|| Weight || 177lb
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xxxxx|| Hair Color || Dark brown
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xxxxx|| Eye Color || Hazel
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xxxxx|| Identifying Features || A phases of the moon tattoo on the right side of his ribs and a bullet wound scar on his right shoulder.
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xxxxx|| Description || Angel is the type of person that uses his appearance as a tool more than anything. While on the force, he felt that there was a certain way he had to look, a certain way he had to behave. Now that he works for himself, that’s started to shift. He knows his appearance is what can make or break a client’s decision to hire him. And so he appears professional, polished. Nice suits... but never too nice. He still needs to appear approachable to the people he works with, who are often the lower classes, but still polished enough to blend with the upper class if he needs to. His hair is usually a little messy and he usually sports some type of stubble.
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p e r s o n a l i t y
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All his life, Angel had to take orders. First, from his controlling and domineering father, in an attempt to force his son to become the perfect child. Then in the force, it took him years to get to a point where he was allowed to think on his own two feet. So, rather unsurprisingly, Angel doesn’t take orders from anybody now, and trying to order him around might get you a trademark smirk and either him digging his heels in or else doing the exact opposite of what you told him. He has friends, but he works alone, and even his friends can’t say they really know him.
He tells himself it’s for their safety. It’s been a year since he was fired and he knows that the target still isn’t off his back. It’s easier to cut himself off, walk away from everything he knew, then put them at risk. As a kid, all he wanted to do was please his parents. In the force, all he wanted was to please his superiors, to make someone proud. His whole goddamn life, he’s been dependent on other people. And he can’t, he won’t, put any of them at risk.
And so he puts up the facade of being heartless. He sleeps with people and doesn’t call them back, he charms people into buying him drinks and tells them lies about who he is, he drinks and does whatever he can to numb the pain, the fear. Because he’s terrified that one day, they’re going to get sick of letting him run loose and kill him, probably in some suitably painful way. But Angel can’t stick to the small, boring cases. He got bored of proving that people’s spouses were cheating on them, that Karen really was sabotaging little Juno’s soccer games. He’s drawn to the big cases, the ones that keep him out of the shadows. He needs to make a difference.
He tells himself it’s for their safety. It’s been a year since he was fired and he knows that the target still isn’t off his back. It’s easier to cut himself off, walk away from everything he knew, then put them at risk. As a kid, all he wanted to do was please his parents. In the force, all he wanted was to please his superiors, to make someone proud. His whole goddamn life, he’s been dependent on other people. And he can’t, he won’t, put any of them at risk.
And so he puts up the facade of being heartless. He sleeps with people and doesn’t call them back, he charms people into buying him drinks and tells them lies about who he is, he drinks and does whatever he can to numb the pain, the fear. Because he’s terrified that one day, they’re going to get sick of letting him run loose and kill him, probably in some suitably painful way. But Angel can’t stick to the small, boring cases. He got bored of proving that people’s spouses were cheating on them, that Karen really was sabotaging little Juno’s soccer games. He’s drawn to the big cases, the ones that keep him out of the shadows. He needs to make a difference.
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f l a v o r
xxxxx|| Likes || Whiskey - good suits - dark colours - floral perfume - unusual aftershaves - sex - being in control
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xxxxx|| Dislikes || being told what to do - the police force - being looked down on - propaganda - his family - talking about his past - people who try to control others
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xxxxx|| Fears || His biggest fear is being killed, but he’s also afraid of being made subservient again, of being a mindless servant to someone who couldn’t care less about his welfare. He’s also rather claustrophobic but won’t admit it.
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xxxxx|| Secrets || Ever since leaving the force, he’s been drinking heavily and using drugs to try and numb the pain of abandonment. He doesn’t like talking about his past- about the fact he comes from relative wealth, about how his family have disowned him since he was fired, and of course, his time in the force and the fact he was fired for exposing a corruption scandal. xx
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m i s c e l l a n e o u s
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xxxxx|| Abilities || N/A
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xxxxx|| Talents || Angel is a sharpshooter and has wicked aim with a gun. He was trained in self-defense and hand-to-hand combat and is extremely talented at both. He’s charming and able to pass himself off as a member of the higher levels of society as easily as he can fit in with the lower classes, and can speak about three languages fluently.
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xxxxx|| Strengths || Angel is kind, always willing to hear out a person’s story, even if he knows he can’t help. He’s brave and selfless, a team player and a natural leader at his core.
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xxxxx|| Weaknesses || Angel now keeps everyone at arm’s length and doesn’t trust anyone other than himself, not really. He’s prone to addictive tendencies and vices that will make the pain go away, just for a while.
h i s t o r y
Angel Edwards was born to a middle class family with big dreams of being something more. The youngest of two kids, he perhaps didn’t have quite the same amount of pressure on him as his older sibling. But everything was so much more effortless to them. They did better in school, they spoke five languages by the time they were eighteen, they had a patent under their belt by the age of twenty two. And Angel just could never compare. Everything he did, he did to impress his parents in the hope of getting a little more attention. But he was always in his sibling’s shadow, and his father made no secret of his disappointment in Angel.
His family, especially his father, did not approve of his decision to join the police force. But Angel had found what he was destined for. His final exams were some of the highest seen in the history of the force, and he rose through the ranks in record time. When he was made the youngest detective in seventy years, his father begrudgingly expressed some pride.
But it was here that he took his downfall. While on personal protection detail for a high ranking official, he uncovered evidence of planned attacks on the official and was given the task of investigating them and bringing the person to justice. But in doing so, Angel uncovered a massive corruption scandal involving half of his superior officers and several prominent politicians. The case was quickly buried and all evidence lost. Any discharge relating to the case itself may have made him a martyr, so instead, highly illegal and dangerous drugs were found in Angel’s apartment, as well as illegal weapons. He was dishonorably discharged. His family had already cut him off when he’d exposed the case, afraid it would threaten their position in society, but the “discoveries” cut all final ties. Angel lost everything he had.
For a few weeks, he was lost, in a hole, just trying to escape everything. He only started the business when he was in desperate need of money and somebody asked him to investigate something in return for money. But he found he enjoyed it. It felt good to be doing something, and something that made a difference. Outwardly, he cleaned up his act and managed to fool people into believing he was doing better than he actually was, but his vices still lingered, and he doesn’t even want to escape them any more.
His family, especially his father, did not approve of his decision to join the police force. But Angel had found what he was destined for. His final exams were some of the highest seen in the history of the force, and he rose through the ranks in record time. When he was made the youngest detective in seventy years, his father begrudgingly expressed some pride.
But it was here that he took his downfall. While on personal protection detail for a high ranking official, he uncovered evidence of planned attacks on the official and was given the task of investigating them and bringing the person to justice. But in doing so, Angel uncovered a massive corruption scandal involving half of his superior officers and several prominent politicians. The case was quickly buried and all evidence lost. Any discharge relating to the case itself may have made him a martyr, so instead, highly illegal and dangerous drugs were found in Angel’s apartment, as well as illegal weapons. He was dishonorably discharged. His family had already cut him off when he’d exposed the case, afraid it would threaten their position in society, but the “discoveries” cut all final ties. Angel lost everything he had.
For a few weeks, he was lost, in a hole, just trying to escape everything. He only started the business when he was in desperate need of money and somebody asked him to investigate something in return for money. But he found he enjoyed it. It felt good to be doing something, and something that made a difference. Outwardly, he cleaned up his act and managed to fool people into believing he was doing better than he actually was, but his vices still lingered, and he doesn’t even want to escape them any more.
writer: partially-stars - fc: matthew daddario - hex code: #8a8890
