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Samon Cauldier

"Heh, you wouldn't hurt a blind fellow such as myself, would ya?"

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a character in “The Age of Gifted”, as played by NeverEndingFlip

Description

Full Name: Samon Algernon Cauldier

Nicknames/Aliases: Close family calls him "Algy". Friends can call him "Sam". Enemies can call him slurs of all kinds.

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Gift: Control of Pulse Energy (The ability to see energy in living beings and move it through other beings by the means of physical contact.)

How he uses it:
-He can see living things through his gift through the means of the energy they possess. Because he can't see things that aren't living, it also adds as like an X-ray vision of sorts.

-He can sap the energy of another individual just by touching them, although he doesn't prefer to use this ability.

-He can exert his own energy into another being, whether slowly as to give that being strength or quickly as to perform the equivalent of a Force Push. This does exhaust him.

-He can enhance his punches and kicks, putting more power into them when he so desires. This does exhaust him.

-He can absorb force-related trauma as if it is nothing to him. It actually adds to his energy supply as he simply takes the energy that was exerted upon him. Ironically enough, his Sensu Bean is a bullet to the head.


Loyalty:
Officially "Liberty", yet his true loyalties are undetermined. He is considered a Trainee in the Interrogation sector.


Description:
Hair Color- Blonde
Eye Color- Both of his eyes, cornea, iris, pupil, and all, are a sickening gray.
Skin Color- Pale White
Height- 5' 9"
Weight- Can barely manage 120.
Build- Skinny and frail.
Apparel- Ironically, Samon has a fashion sense. Through his knowledge of the color schemes and fashion, he tells his parents exactly what he wants and, through birthdays and holidays, gets the outfits he wants. His favorite color scheme is Aspect for the deep and vibrant colors although he typically wears Grayscale in accordance with his Liberty lifestyle. No one knows about his closet of fruity colors and he's determined to make sure that no one will. He wears mixes and mashes of apparel and clothing with the exception of hats, seeing (or rather not seeing) that he had no use for them. He ALWAYS wears black sunglasses to hide his eyes and simply because he thinks they're "neat".
Face- Not intimidating.

Personality:
At first glance, Samon is as threatening as a cute puppy dog, looking and sounding more innocent than most. To his family, he's the most sincere and open with. To his friends, which he has a tiny handful of, he's about as loyal as they come. To his enemies, however, he shows a deeply sinister side of himself hidden behind his innocence facade. He can change his voice to sound threatening and is rather good at it. Also knowing that he can't get hurt by a simple punch or kick to the face amplifies his intensity behind a bravado. He views people as most blind people do...he doesn't. This can make his compassionate side seem distant as it is hard for him to put warmth behind his words. He has one, it just isn't easily distinguishable.


Skills:
-He is very experienced in using his gift and knows how to tap into and control it. His young age also brings the potential for more abilities to spawn in the future.

-Despite his wimpy appearance and blindness, he is quite agile and coordinated. A lot of this comes from physical therapy, but most comes from a series of Martial Arts classes he'd been taught by his grandfather, who lived in the Defense Sector, and his schooling in the Interrogation sector.

-He is quite intelligent for his age, so much so that it's merely the lack of experience and, to some, his disability that keep him from becoming an agent already. He's most notable for this in quick decisions, when the situation needs an immediate answer. To be fair, it's easier for him since he doesn't have the visual distractions.

-What good is intelligence without a little bit of craftiness to coincide? He is very tactical and often uses that to his advantage, setting up elaborate and complex plans to fool his enemies.

-His somewhat pacifist and not confrontational nature leads him to not judge too quickly and let's him be more patient. Certainly not the most patient person in the world, but has more than most.

-Also in accordance with being blind, his other senses are heightened, most notably his hearing. It's not entirely better than some people, but it's naturally enhanced.

Weaknesses:
-His gift may let him see all living creature's energy, but it certainly won't let him see non-living things. He is still susceptible to his blindness side of himself as he can easily run into walls and trip over ground extrusions. He still walks with a white cane for this reason. Holding a weapon is an advantage to fighting Samon as he can tell you're holding something, but he won't be able to make it out entirely.

-He is considered a "glass cannon" in some regards. Sure, he may be invulnerable to force trauma, but he can still be burned, poisoned, stabbed, and cut open. His physique is also set up to where it may take only a couple of these kinds of blows to take him down.

-His other senses are heightened, most notably his sense of touch is extremely sensitive. Any kind of blow heavier than a punch or a kick is going to hurt a lot, more than average for sure.

-His pacifist nature and tactical sense of thinking means he's going to let the opponent strike first, no matter what.

-He can't see faces, meaning he can only recognize a person when he speaks, a tactical advantage for an opponent who wishes to remain anonymous.

-Just because he can't portray compassion doesn't mean he doesn't have it. If all else fails, the quickest way to his surrender his through his family and friends.


Brief History: Samon was born and raised in Liberty, never truly leaving the city. His family comprised of his mother and father, who live as agents in the Interrogation Sector, and his grandfather who is an agent of the Defense Sector. When he was born, his family knew his eyes were part of his gift, but still worried about his health regardless. Discovering that he was blind, he was immediately put through physical therapy when he was able, where they learned his abilities and taught him how to walk, talk, and essentially function like a normal human living in Liberty would.

He grew up with his family in the Interrogation Sector and immediately opted into the sector's tasks when he was able, despite his grandfather's urging to join the Defense Sector. It was his first independent decision he'd ever made. From there, he grew more independent and decided for the most part what was best for him. His parents respected his initiative, considering it a miracle that despite his disability he could function as well as any of them could. He currently works as a Trainee and a witness to the Interrogation process, hindered by those who don't think he is able to progress as a legitimate Interrogator, yet remains hopeful.

As for his views on the war...he is generally one-sided on the affair, never truly being exposed to the other half of it besides his fashion taste. He is slowly becoming neutral in the massive affair, as he has no inner desire to help the Liberty faction or what they represent. He doesn't know why this is, but maybe it's because he can't see the progress happening in front of his eyes. He hasn't told anyone these inner feelings, not even his friends and family.



Other: He likes fruity things and has a sweet tooth so great it's representation as an actual tooth wouldn't fit into his mouth.[/center]

So begins...

Samon Cauldier's Story

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Samon began to study Selim as he talked, his stance, the words he used, the tone of voice. Something was off about him, but Samon couldn't quite put it into words. Why were all of his alarm bells ringing at the presence of this man?

He was a bit relieved when the man left, allowing for Samon to get back to his training with Colt. His aura threw him and Samon didn't know why. It was the agonizing feeling of what he wanted to say being on the tip of his tongue. He knew what was up with Selim Sharp and yet he didn't. It was a frustrating feeling.

He heard Colt's training advice on shooting, and he listened, pushing all of that in the back of his mind. He could worry about that another time. Right now, Colt was giving some instruction. He felt the weight of the gun shift around in his hand as Colt rolled his wrist backwards to demonstrate what he wanted. The wrist still throbbed from when he'd shot before, but it was turning into a dull kind of pain.

He breathed slowly, in and out, focusing on the nothingness in front of him, concentrating on where he wanted the next shot to go. He kept the right wrist relaxed this time as per Colt's instruction. He looked through where he imagined the gun's sight would be. Colt would point out that he was looking a couple centimeters to the right. But his aim was still on target. He hadn't moved it from it's original position.

He inhaled, held his breath, and pulled the trigger.

The massive bang echoes through his ears once more, but the wrist didn't hurt nearly as bad from recoil as it did with the first shot. He knew the shot would land where Colt intended it to go. It just felt right.

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Colt watched Samon prepare, keeping one hand hovering over the boy’s hands to check that his wrist would not fly up from the recoil too harshly.

The trainee’s inability to look straight down the weapon’s sight was immediately obvious, but Colt did not say anything on the matter. The boy was holding steady, and there was no need for a sight from a man who could not see.

At least, previous vision impaired trainees had not needed to use them.

The bang sounded, and the new motion of Samon’s wrist, as predicted, bumped Colt’s right hand as the weapon lurched back and up. Less predictably, a shell of hot brass flew out toward Colt’s face.

He dodged the shell without moving his gaze from Samon’s target.

“You are in orange,” he said, tone more approving than it had been during the rest of the lesson, “On silhouette, ornage is center mass. Is very good shot. Motion is better.”

He then plucked the gun from Samon’s hands, and lifted it up straight out of his grip. “Is a big kick for small weapon, but you are managing well, Trainee Cauldier.”

He tucked the revolver back into its home at his gun belt, and then reached to take hold of Samon’s wrist.

Despite the side of his hands, his touch was gentle as he gingerly cradled the boy’s injured limb. He carefully flexed the fingers, and rotated his hand with the same care one could expect from a practiced medic.

“Wrist is being the gunner’s most vital asset,” he said, releasing him. “You are to going home, and putting on ice. Ten minutes on, twenty off. Two anti-inflammatory tabs are to being sent to your home- You are taking them before bed, and before lesson tomorrow.”

He took a step back, posture back at attention.

“You are being dismissed, Trainee Cauldier. Reporting tomorrow for further instruction.”