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Qrow Hunter

"Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark."

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a character in “Project Dragonfly”, as played by Check Mate



"Enough for you not to know me."


Identity Code:
M 03 1997 Japan 6905

Qrow Hunter



Field Agent

Face Claim:
Howl From Howls Moving Castle

"Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes."

Negative Traits:
  • Cowardly At Times - Instead of ones first thought of him avoid all things bad and violent, he is more cowardly towards his own past and nightmares. He avoids things that include him only, otherwise he would put his best foot forward to protect others. But these inner fears are something he isnt willing and ready to overcome yet, and due to his child like heart (that occurs at times) he backs away.
  • Flamboyant - Not excessively loud, he is flamboyant because he always gives an air of confidence. This could be considered a positive trait, however being a dragon fly, one must avoid attention. Besides this, as his alias Draven, the pianist, he often dresses the part, which could also contribute to this flamboyant characteristic.
  • Secretive//Mysterious - From secrets to fears, he rarely peeps a word, and remains mysterious. This could also be considered a great trait in dragonfly, but he holds secrets that also cause pain and harm, which will eventually be late to fix if he remains quiet. Along with that, he rather not trouble anyone, and doesnt tell his maybe eventual doom to no one.
  • Self brooding - In a way, this may have developed from the past, but he sometimes and often believes he has no value. This also links to his will to live, but luckily, his hope of protecting his team mates seems to be enough for now. However he would frequently loose faith and have doubtful thoughts when alone and in silence.
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Positive Traits:
  • Positive - He always seems to give off an air of comfort and reassurance, like everything is going to be alright. This is why children of dragonfly often find themselves attracted to him, and how he seems to be there with arms open wide. This demeanor rarely dies out, not even in the worst situations.
  • Caring - With his team mates, he always seems to be there for them when they need it, which is why he received some title of guardian and brother.
  • Reassuring - Due to his seemingly positive, it could often be found reassuring and also due to his experience in the field.
  • Protective - Having a promise to protect his team and the innocent children of dragonfly, he grew a trait of being protective. He would go far out to even block the pain with his wing, even if it was against the order. But this can flip to a negative trait if he turned feral, from a gentle protective guardian, to a beast.
  • Composed - No matter the situation, he always appears cool headed and ready. He is seemingly calm 24/7, and that allows him to avoid loosing control of himself, so its a result from training. Besides due to his age and experience, he learns from his mistakes and finds being calm always better then frantic.
Sexual Preference: Pansexual "I can barely count myself as human.. so I have no preferences."

Likes: "Im not fit to be a field agent honestly, heh"
  • Sweets
  • Innocence
  • Safety
  • Peace
  • Birds
  • Constellations
  • Useless Blood Spillage
  • Torture
  • Arrogance
  • Corruption
  • To loose himself
  • Forever be a coward
  • Determination to protect
  • His love ones
  • The Idea of loosing himself

"Let us be grateful to the mirror for revealing to us our appearance only."

Hair Color: An eye catching midnight blue that has a hue of sterling. The lights however often play with his hair, and his locks look black at times, until certain lights hit his hair. Qrow's locks are unusually long for a male, and it reaches the end of his neck and no further. The cut is messy usually, like he hasnt had a few haircuts in awhile. Now when he goes to take his alias Draven, the pianist, he'll wear a blonde wig, it being a similar style but a more clean cut.

Eye Color: A beautiful sapphire, that holds the light of the stars. His eyes have bright almost white ringlets that make his eyes pop, but when he turns, his eyes grow dark, loosing its star like shine and to a midnight black.

Tattoos/Markings: A few tattoo scatter his body, almost as if his body was once a magical sacrifice, but mainly his back. [img tba]

Physique: Apparent thin, he is actually rather lean and toned from being a field agent, but its well hidden under his clothing. Besides his transformation often holds most of his strength.

Weight: 123 lb

Height: 6'0

“To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.”


Career: Pianist // Ex Scholar - This began as a hobby, but eventually he became well known for it. He goes under the alias Draven when he performs, hiding his appearance rather well with a blond wig and different persona. However due to the constant missions, he grew tired and much more rather sleep. But nevertheless he'll play every once in awhile to earn his needed money, even then his name is still well known to where his performances are always sought for.

  • Playing piano
  • Relaxing among the stars
  • Disappearing mysteriously
  • Reading novels [i]"Even If I dropped my training to become a scholar, to have knowledge is to win."[i]"

Biographic History: Qrow was taken as a child like every other student of dragon fly, and he heard stories of his past. Apparently his parents feared him, hated him, for being the little bird monster he was. And he accepted this, he understood, what parents would love a baby covered in blue feathers- its a freak not a child. But this was not the true story, he was ripped from his mothers grasp, whom loved him dearly no matter his defects, calling him beautiful. However Qrow never came to know this, and all he knew was that he was easily given away to the organization, and there he was quick to be trained, and because his childhood was stolen, his heart remains child like in a way. This lack of development could be seen in his room of many toys and knacks, however at the same time, being on the field hardened him. He learned to care for his team, and wished to protect them no matter what- since, well they were all he had.
So despite his cowardice and laziness, he is faithful on the idea to conceal his friends and loved ones from harm, no matter what. Now as Qrow grew, his powers grew more powerful, and his knowledge grew more vast. He became a well known hunter, due to his age and skill, but as time went by, more people around him dropped like flies, and this led to his emotional turmoil that resulted in his final transformation- the monster crow. The first time he switched was when he lost a young.. team mate on a mission, he couldnt do anything to stop it and he broke loose. After this, the organization of course used this discovery as an advantage and he'll often be refered to.. as monster- making quite the name for himself.

"A curse hidden behind a "blessing'"


Power Description: Beast Transformation - It appears rather simple, due to its name, but his powers are complex in a way. This ability mainly revolves around him becoming a sort of winged monster- the length of this transformation depends on him however. This change enhances his stats from speed to strength along with his 5 senses. At a certain point he is given the ability to fly, and induce a 6th sense of some sort. A perfect hunter in his opinion. His reaction to pain also decreases, especially in his full mode where he almost seems uneffect till a certain point. Even poison takes time to effect him, since his body mass is so large.
As he transforms, his body is decorated with stubble of feathers, first his limbs. His fingers grow savage claws, and eventually the energy with grow to his chest and back where large sprout.

Power Weaknesses: There is a limit to this transformation, because the more he turns, the more his mind grows feral and far from controlling. This is very emotionally based, so he must be very careful. Once he goes to far, it sucks him of his energy and its very difficult to return back. So eventually he would return home tired, passed out, and is often missing when he drops from mid air. But being older, Qrow learned to find control over it, however these is a limit. Besides his last transformation is banned from the dragon fly initiative unless the situation was code red or a dire emergency.

Notable Skills/Abilities:​
  • Stealth - When he isnt fully transformed, his body is very animalistic- silent and fast like a perfect hunter. At times people can hear the ruffles of his black feathers but rarely so, until its too late.
  • Composed - No matter the situation, he would remain calm and collected, almost even casual. Having a slight smile on his face always. And even if the smile as gone, his eyes remain the same, holding its optimistic gleam, as if he wanted to keep others emotions at bay.
  • Pain Tolerant - This developed from his constant blood spill during missions and the constant hurt he receives from transforming. So now even if he was being stabbed, he barely stirs in emotions.
  • Observant - Sharp as a tack, he can catch on pretty quickly, from learning to noticing anything. But due to his composed head, no one can really see if he is troubled, so no one expects him to be as smart. He might know something you dont.
  • Intelligent - Being an ex scholar, he has a quick mind, easily learning anything.

So begins...

Qrow Hunter's Story


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#, as written by Lyysa

It was a quiet Saturday morning, more like time for lunch but since Vincent had not felt like getting out of bed when he woke up the first time he was still in there. It was not because he was tired, it was more like his whole body was protesting so he was not that urged to move. He felt a bit bruised, most likely because he had got a bit beaten up at yesterday’s mission. Still there was no bruise to be found on his body, it was only a play of his mind - since he was aware of the fact that he had gotten extreme amounts of metal in him. The part that was the worst was getting them out of the healed wounds however, because that was not something the body did by itself and sometimes the projectiles do get stuck in there. The operations to get them out was not something Vincent would recommend to anyone. It was mostly ripping the metal out of his body before the opening had closed up again. And now he felt exhausted after spending the first hours of the night on the operation table.

But after a couple of more moments of hiding his face in the softness of the pillow he crawled out of bed like a sloth. When he was done stretching out his stiff body, waking up the body before even consider dressing himself. But hey, it was his room and no one was allowed to enter it like he avoided to enter the other rooms. As the body started to wake up he stepped over to his closet and started to dress up, putting on his usually black jeans, and taking out a white t-shirt and leather jacket that he carried with him out of the room. Sure they shared a big house, these so called "siblings", but no there wasn't bathrooms attached to every room and that was why Vincent walked around bare chested inside the house without the slightest shame.

It wasn't a long way from his room to one of the bathrooms and when he was inside he took a shower before dressing up completely. As he left the room he couldn't help but notice that someone had tampered with the decor and as he walked pass it he fixed it so it looked like it usually did. When done he went down the stairs and even if there was people around the house he didn't bother with greeting them. He just walked inside the living room over to the bookshelf and started to inspect the content. Controlling that it still was the way he had left them before going away on the mission, this was not his books it was those the whole family shared. Or you could call it a cover and things the organization had left them so that they had things to play around with when they weren't working. And so Vincent picked out a book after choosing wisely and left the room. He had been indoors for such a long time - in his opinion. As long as it wasn't too sunny outside he preferred to outdoors, more space between him and the other's then. More space for him to be alone in. Inside the house it was almost impossible not to have people breathing down his neck if not being locked up inside his personal room.

As he walked down the street outside the house he started to read the first page of the book, heading over to the square to sit down on his bench. Yeah, Vincent had claimed on of them in his mind. And as he arrived he sat down under the tree and continued to read his book - alone. The way he wanted it.


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Ginger continued to snore as the morning passed around. It had been another late, almost all-nighter, party again. To celebrate another mission well done. She hadn't even bothered to change out of her all black leather pants and vibrant purple shirt before falling asleep on her messed up bed. Her hair was spread out around her making her look as though she had been electrocuted, ironically. Her arms and fingers tingled, with this last mission she had pushed herself a bit further than normal and now there were new scars that leafed out, marking her veins.

The only reason she got up that morning was because of the sudden aching in her stomach, another side effect her power, uncontrollable hunger. She bolted up right and stared down at her traitorous stomach.

"Fine," she grumbled, stumbling out of bed and dragging herself to the kitchen, a complete mess from last night and yet in her usual clothes of baggy jeans, elbow-length and finger-less gloves, and a black, sleeveless shirt with the saying "Make me purr" in white letters. She opened the cupboard and the fridge seeing what was left. While she cooked pancakes, eggs, bacon, and grilled tomatoes she ate a bowl of cereal, fruit, and some leftover croissants while having at least four cups of dark, French coffee. She barely noticed people stumbling in and out of the kitchen grabbing whatever food she hadn't already consumed or was't cooking. Normally she would have been happy to say hi and start a conversation, but come home from a party that was the same night as a mission that she overworked herself on and that had ended at an hour that was anyone's guess, only to be awaken only an hour or so later by hunger pains. Making this normally energetically happy woman cranky not only from sleep or overexertion, but a hunger that has driven many to cannibalism.

It wasn't until she made her way to the "gaming room", as she fondly called it, with her plate stacked high with food and yet another cup of her dark roast coffee, that Ginger was in a decent enough mood to interact with others safely again. So she sat down on the floor, putting her food next to her, and grabbed a controller starting up the game she started a year ago on Call of Duty. She loved this room best as it only had a few windows that she could cover with heavy curtains to block out all sunlight and the comfiest couch you could ever find yourself sitting on, not to mention the latest gaming system that she could find and carpet that was a close second to the couch. You would't even want to get her started on the actual television itself and the sound system that came with it.

And thus the yelling and swearing began as she turned her game on.