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[color=#FF2400][size=400][font=Kunstler script] Daniel Bowman[/font][/size][/color]
Name
Daniel Gabriel Bowman
Nickname
Danny, Bowman, or anything else you like. Daniel doesn't mind.
Age
29 (2.5 Millennia)
Gender
Male
Appearance
Daniel's ice blue eyes are almost always glittering with some mischief. He's got a messy air about him, from his short brown hair to the faint brush of stubble across his chin. He's perpetually disorganized, and his clothes show it, there's a carefree unkempt about him that might be mistaken for purposeful, if a body didn't know the man. His face is always full of emotion, grins, piercing looks of passion, playful smirks. He's very intense, which balances out his rumpled appearance. He has a well built, strong body of an average girth, he's not overly buff, but no one could call him particularly slim. He stands at 5'11, very firm in his height, and graceful as well.
Occupation
Captain of the Guard
Skills/Equipment
Daniel is a man who puts himself fully into his work. As such, he is relentless in attack and sturdy in defense, making him into what seems an inexhaustible force. Like his kind he is swift, and he is also very swift to think while fighting, he maps out weaknesses and strategies as he does battle, and applies every ounce of brain and man power available to him because his desire to win is so great. He prefers close quarters combat, hand-to-hand or sword fights, because he likes being around others so very much. He fights with grace, but he can be underhanded and ruthless, because his game has no rules. He does what h wants when he fights, and he relies on that element of surprise for whatever type of fighting he has to do.
Personality
Daniel is enamored with love, or at least, thatās what most people could tell you about the man. Heās a romantic with not another thought in his mind. He seems very self-involved, everything, though it initially appears directed outwards, towards others, returns to himself, his own emotions and his own gain. And he looks very greedy, and very stubborn, for he will chase what he wants until he achieves it. He likes to win, and though his gain is rarely material, he considers every advancement heās made precious to him. Heās good at smelling out weaknesses, flaws in the enemy, but he often takes his sweet time before taking advantage of them, until heās drained the last bit of fun to be had out of the situation.
On the surface, Daniel is a very passionate man. Very intense. His attentions, however are often scattered, which saves most women from the brunt of his affections. As he views courtship as a very delicious game, his prize is love, and love is where he ends his fun. Heās very free with his words and actions, heās a very contact oriented man, and he fancies himself exceedingly generous, even if it is all for a personal end, a self-gain. He plays his games with anyone whoāll have him, as well as those who wonāt, from the humans he feeds from to other vampires in the court, though usually when the circumstances of his game change, the results do as well. Usually the end isnāt nearly as much fun for the humans as it is for the vampires. From his fellow kind usually his goal is to forge love, he wants adoration, admiration, amour. When he has it from the target, he leaves. Ignores the woman. He got what he wanted, he won, why play any longer? With the humans, he preys on them in a much more damaging way, especially since they are much more susceptible to his charms. He treats them well, smothers them with his affections, and once he wins his game, he kills them. They are then of no more use to him.
The vampire tends to speak in imperatives, he speaks facts, he is fact, he can be trusted, or so he acts. He is usually single minded in his efforts, and his efforts are usually to be as charming as possible. But thatās only when heās not doing his job, which is admittedly most of the time. When he is focused on something, he does not care about anything else. When he fights he thinks only of fighting. When he plans he thinks only of his plans. But he is very loyal to his king, even if he can be overly flamboyant and excessively annoying at times to those not meant to swoon into his arms. He just needs to be reminded of his loyalty. Often. But when he is set on the path, he will stick to it until something else distracts him, and he will put his all into the betterment of the people of his king. Or he'll just put in his all for whatever it is the King wants him to do.
Below his romantic exterior and charming facade, Daniel is a rather cold man. He doesn't care especially for any one person, just what they can offer him. He desires love, but not the people who give it to him. He needs challenges or he'll become bored and listless. He doesn't always need to win, but if his prize seems too far away, he can become destructive in his attempts to capture it.
History
Daniel had an average youth, he grew up with his father, and he quickly began to become the creature he still is today. He found the idea of love very tantalizing, and he loved the attention of beautiful young women. But he found himself growing bored with them quickly. It was a very frustrating experience for young man, finding all his romantic attempts ending in lackluster failure. He was bored, plain and simple. But he needed something to occupy his intensity, keep him entertained. He found relief in fighting, and in his youth he sallied off to join the war. He liked to imagine all the ladies were sighing after him, delicate hands pressed to their bosoms.
He was a confident, jaunty lad, and he caught the attention of the uppers with his skills and his knowledge of just how to take down an enemy. He rose through the ranks quickly, though he never really applied himself, because he was still caught up in women, who he was beginning to view as a game, just as he thought of fighting. Woo then discard became his new method of action. The challenges in his military career and in his broken love life made him feel alive, and he loved it. He still does, actually. When he made it to the Captain of the Guard, a delightful triumph but for the lack of further challenges, Daniel found the most tantalizing challenge of them all. The King's daughter.
Other
Daniel is a terrible gift giver. He recycles them through the humans he feeds off of. When one dies he takes his things back and moves on to the next. There isn't anything wrong with that, is there? He's also a shameless liar. Whatever it takes to win.
Post
It was a pretty human. She had wide eyes like a doe, and full lips. Daniel couldnāt keep his mouth off of them. That and her throat, where heād nicked a paper thin cut enough that tiny droplets of blood drizzled down her bare neck, just enough to tease him a little, remind him of his reward. Heād put the human in a dress just so he could unclothe her again, gather her into his lap, and kiss her. Sheād long since let her guard down under the gentle words he cooed at her. He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling away from the creature suddenly, staring at her, his icy eyes widened.
āMy sweet,ā He murmured under his breath at her, fingers trailing down her hairline and up her jaw to tilt her head back. She moved easily, her eyes fixed on him, enrapt, lips slightly apart. He stole her breath for a moment before continuing. āMy treasure, Iād give you the world, if I had it.ā The look on his face was very earnest, a slight look of searching in it. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words passed her lips. She was a quiet creature. Heād fed off her for three days, and two a few weeks before, in between visits with a more favored creature, but this week she had his full attentions.
His hand dropped down to catch her own, which was curled on his chest, as if she was trying to push him away, and he drew it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. āDo you have nothing to say?ā He said, his voice a purr. āOr do you just hate me? You can go now, if you wish, my lovely.ā He dropped her dainty fingers, leaning back and propping his hands up, no longer trapping her in his embrace. She stared at him, a faint look of confusion on her face.
āIā¦donāt?ā She responded after a few seconds, what was meant to be a statement ending up a hesitant question. It was plain that she had no idea what to make of his affections. Sheād acted this way the entire game through thus far, and it was beginning to grate on Danielās nerves. But he wasnāt one to give up. āYou donāt what, my love?ā He prompted, still leaning back and gazing at her, his head tilted ever so slightly to one side.
She frowned for a second, swallowed, then slid off his lap onto the bed sheets. For a moment Daniel tensed, she seemed like she would bolt, and how he did love the chase, but she remained and leaned into his side. Such a shame. He draped his arm around her shoulders and leaned closer to her, dipping his head to brush his nose against her neck, contemplating. Sheād stayed, did that count? No, no it didnāt. She had to say it. But he was getting bored of her. Heād have to prompt it from her, perhaps.
āSweet,ā He said after a moment, teeth against her earlobe, āwhat do you think of me?ā She paused for a moment, her spine stiffening as if she was alarmed. Daniel pretended that he didnāt notice, and drew his hand around her back in small warm circles. She paused for a full minute before speaking, as if deliberating on what to say. Or she was too stupid to think any faster than that, he was beginning to suspect.
āYouā¦arenāt what I expected.ā She said, her voice soft and breathy, just a little bit strained. āYou are kind.ā The earnest expression on Danielās face didnāt fall for even a moment as the human spoke.
āDo youā¦love me?ā Daniel asked, pausing momentarily to contain himself, instead turning her face to his again, kissing her before she could respond. Drawing out a moment that was much too easy.
When he released her again, she could not speak, but she nodded slowly, her eyes shining. āI love you too,ā he cooed to her, caressing her face as he pulled her nearer again, slightly disappointed by the easy win. Well, time to dispose of her then. Though she hadnāt been particularly fun or interesting, he had to admit, her blood was rather nice to the taste.
āIāll love you until the day that you die, my beautiful human.ā