Jaeger
All Male
6'0, black hair, green eyes, olive skin tanned dark, well-muscled, sleek, animalistic
No Defects
20 years old

--Think of something wild, something free of restraints. His personality is much like that. Every moment is something to be enjoyed. Carefree until something he considers his is threatened. Most likely possessive in nature.

–--She found him. She raised him. “They are useless to us.” she'd whisper, and he hang upon the sweet sound of her voice, believing every word that fell like poison from her lips. Until the day he had seen her for what she truly was. That image still haunts his nightmares. So much blood. Much blood. So much.. He had ran, and ran, until his sides ached and his lungs burned. That was 5 years ago. Since then, he has been alone.

SAMPLE EL POSTO

He woke up from his nightmare, not with a scream but with it frozen inside his throat. He coughed, sat up, gasped for air, and still the images swarmed inside his mind. Where was he? Jaeger looked around, winced; reaching behind him, he pulled out the stick that had been jabbing into the small of his back, throwing it off somewhere into the thick of the woods.

Golden light had just started to filter through the branches of the trees. He guessed it was early morning, not much after dawn. The shadows seemed reluctant to recede, and it was something he could relate to. He never could get rid of all his shadows, no matter how much the sunshine warmed his skin.

Like a lazy cat, he stretched, pushing away the thoughts that had followed him from his dreams to the waking world. And then, standing up, he stretched again, rubbing one rough palm across his face when he had finished. He wasn’t quite sure where he was, but that was nothing new to the boy. That fact no longer bothered him. He had gotten use to this quiet sort of solitude, even been able to achieve a feeling of peace every now and then. It was too bad that it never lasted. He was starting to think that nothing lasted, and it was an outlook that left a sour taste in his mouth.

”Cest la vie”, he whispered to the forest, but as he expected, he got no answer. Jaeger smirked, a mischievous twitching of the lips, before setting off, bare feet barely making a noise as they touched the ground. He had no destination, but perhaps today would be the day that destination found him instead...



My Name ish Luffy.
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