Kyrie Barrows
Kyrie Barrows
Tern Class Runner 18 Brotherhood |
Kyrie may be thought of as nothing more than a simple Tern-classed Runner, but there is far more to this avian than meets the eye. Ever since he could fly, he was trained and used to send messages. Along with this, he was taught the risky art of espionage and sabotage, earning himself a reputation during the war, though he really only served around its end. Kyrie is probably the only Avian within the Bortherhood brave enough to stand against Jet's segregation of sub species. He fights for his own supremacy, disproving a lot of stereotypes. Prime example? He fights. Granted, he's not the greatest fighter that ever flew the skies, but he's pretty low average compared to the majority, which is more than most can say. He's brave enough to stand his own ground and skilled just enough to have a chance. Against an Eagle, he'd be vulture-fodder, but against a falcon, he can last a while. If he wins, it's pure luck, but he's not in it to win every battle. He does what he does simply because of his rebellious nature and he feels he has something to prove. This attitude can get him in trouble, but he cares just enough to not get kicked out of the faction. He has nothing to lose since it's already gone, so he has no reservations in giving his everything to a cause that may not be worth fighting for. This entire side of him arose during the end of the war while he was in its service. Because of Kyrie's reputation and skills, he couldn't handle being useless at its end. Everyone wanted Tern class Runners to just be what they were best at and nothing else. Granted, he has no choice but to do his job, but there are those moments when he acts out against the will of the masses and breaks the boundaries set by those stronger than he. Kyrie is something short of stable. His mind was fractured by the war, and since then, he's been perpetually unhinged. He feels the need to defy and fight and kill. It's a nagging desire that won't stop and won't leave. He is dangerous, more dangerous to others than to himself. He isn't self destructive, just destructive. If he saw the opportunity, he would start a new war. Those who get close to him should be careful. There's no telling what he'll do or what he is really capable of doing. Sometimes he even surprises himself. Kyrie is average. He's five foot eleven and fairly lean with streamlined, compact muscle. His skin is rather fair and only flawless on his hands and face. The rest of him has some scar or other, which can be a bit odd and ugly at first sight, hence why he always wears long sleeves, tall collars, jeans, and tall boots. He has dark brown hair, dark till it's close to black. It's slightly wavy, more on the straight side, and he usually parts it to the left, keeping it out of his face as much as he can since it grows rather fast and ends up in his eyes. His eyes are metallic green-gray color, like a murky olive drab. He has a rather strong yet smooth face that gives him a cold look. He's often compared to being icy or stony, which is usually the way he acts towards others as well, so it fits. He often gives others the cold shoulder and sticks by himself as much as he can. He is always watching, observing, and sometimes, poking and prodding at others from the shadows, trying to find out what makes them tick, and what stops them from ticking.
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Caine Grave
Caine Grave
(assumed to be Breeder) 16 Loner |
Caine. That is his name. It wasn't always his name or maybe it always was, no one will really ever know unless they bother to ask and unless he actually has a mind to tell them. He doesn't talk much of his life before the Final Battle that ended the dreaded war, in fact he doesn't really talk at all. You can't tell from first glance, but he was badly injured by... something. As a result, he now bears a hideous scar from the back of his neck and down his entire back, reaching to his shoulders and wrapping around towards his stomach. It's a strange scar of a crisscrossing pattern, not easily created or healed. He is only sixteen, seemingly too young to bear such a scar or such pain from it, but he does, and he does so silently. He never complains, never speaks up for himself. He stays quiet and out of sight. Some call him shy or timid, but he's not, not really. Ask him to throw himself out on the battlefield and he will do so gladly and with much passion and zeal for the fight, spurred on by his adrenalin and his much suppressed emotion. He just has a hard time expressing and explaining himself. Caine is somewhat of an outcast, even among other loners who have no faction of their own. He knows he's an avian of some sort despite that he can't fly or really move his wings to see them much. Whenever he tries to move his wings or fly, he says his scar burns him, and that is why he can't. It's not that his scar is really linked to anything that will cause or prevent his flights, he believes that he was too badly damaged to be able to fly anymore, but he tries sometimes nonetheless. He says he flew before, but he never remembers those moments. He only knew he had flown because someone told him, but those people died before they could tell him what it is that he is. Caine doesn't seem to have very good memory besides that. He doesn't even remember his name really, that's why he always says, "You can call me Caine, or anything else you'd prefer." Most people call him Caine, but there are plenty of others who call him other things. He doesn't look like much of a fighter, more or less like a pretty boy Breeder with his jet black hair and his icy blue eyes. His wings are a glossy black with shimmering blue accents in bright sunlight. Despite the generalizations, never underestimate his skill. He is extremely resourceful, and being very imaginative, he has invented his own fighting styles and his own weapons. His most preferred weapon and fighting style, well... you'll just have to wait and see.
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