Ares Masters
18
Male
Weapon
TBA
Black hair that's spiked up in a slightly crazy manner and bright blue eyes. His skin is white with plenty of blemishes. He's got scars all over the place, from small mostly faded ones, to large jagged ones that make people wonder how he's still alive, each one with their own story. They're mostly on his torso, but spread to his arms and legs too. Surprisingly there is none on his face. There are three long, jagged, claw marks on his back from his first run in with a Keishan. That's probably the largest one. The one with the biggest story is a surprisingly small one, one that is on both the palm and the back of his right hand. It is obvious from the size and shape of that one that he was stabbed through the hand.
Tallish, about 6 feet give or take a few inches.
Athletic and highly toned.
He wears a purple tank top that appears to be made of sweater like material, purple pants that are form fitting at the waist and baggy on the legs, two black leather belts and something that almost looks like a back brace that's made of the same material, brown suspender like straps, brown leather gloves, and brown leather boots that zip in the front. And also metal shoulder pads.

When Ares becomes a weapon, he turns into a thin bladed swordwith a red blade and intricate black hilt. A bit thicker blade than a rapier, but not as thick as a longsword.
Ares comes off as socially awkward and untrusting. Because he is. He didn't used to be, but war changes a person. He's a bit on the paranoid side and always had his guard up. He's protective of those around him, especially his partner. He doesn't know the meaning the word give up, and is stubborn to a fault. Most of the time he's level headed and can keep his cool during stressful situations. He's observant and detail oriented. He'll notice details about the surroundings that most people wouldn't. If he's the one doing the fighting he'll take a bit more of reckless approach, because he know's what he can take. But if his partner is the one doing the fighting he'll take a more careful defensive approach. In combat he can been seen as cold, merciless, and ruthlessly efficient. Because that's they way he was trained to be. Not only is he strong physically, but he's strong mentally. He's withstood tortures that could break even the toughest adults. He hates it when people sneak up behind him, or touch him. Unless its his partner whom he would trust with his life, and has.
Doesn't know when to give up.
Paranoid
Slightly OCD
Overly protective
Failure
Someone he cares about dying, again.
Needles
Ares was born on a military base in the United States. Both his parents were soldiers, as such he grew up training to be one himself. They never stayed on one place for very long. They travelled from base to base, wherever they were needed. When he was fifteen he was sent off to fight in the war, and was forever changed by what he went through there. His first kill was what did most of that. If he had taken the souls of everyone he killed, he would have been a Keishan by now. He served for one year before being sent back to the States, after recieving serious injuries from a Keishan that wandered onto the battlefield. For three months he lived a normal civillian life, a hated every second of it. He missed the battlefield, the combat, everything. Some would call him crazy, others would know what he felt. So he found the DWMA and immidiately signed himself up. Eager at the chance to fight in another war. Though he wasn't expecting to be a weapon. He didn't even know he was one until he joined. As reluctant as he was, he was still able to see the battlefield, so he agreed to do it. Though he still does some of his own fighting if he needs to. He doesn't rely on his partner, even if he does trust them with his life. During his year fighting in the war he was saved by the man who trained him. His closest friend. The man didn't survive and Ares blames himself for his death.
Soul Blade: Ares creates a sword out of his soul's wavelength, an almost exact replica of the blade he used when he fought in the war. Though it takes a major toll on his energy levels, at his current strength he can only keep it up for about five minutes and can only use it once per day. He's working on his soul's stamina in order to increase the length he can use it for.
Sixth Sense: Ares has a knack for sensing danger. And its usually right. His skin will start to crawl, the hairs on the back of neck will stand. His heart will start pounding. He'll start to sweat and feel like he can't breath. Its like a panic attack only something bad is about to happen.
Ares' biggest combat strength is his ability to take a hit. He can absorb lots of damage before going down. Making him a useful meat shield for his partner and the other teams they work with. He takes the whole weapons protect the meisters thing very seriously.