[hider=Picture] [center][img]http://watermarked.cutcaster.com/cutcaster-photo-100792706-Teen-Male-With-Scarf.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [color=Cyan][b]Name:[/b][/color] Michael Horne [color=Cyan][b]Age:[/b][/color] 15 [color=Cyan][b]Year:[/b][/color] Sophmore [color=Cyan][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] Michael is a dancer and it shows. He's lean like a runner but has the let muscles required to throw himself in the air and make it look effortless. He's shorter than he'd like at about five and a half feet, but there's always the hope of another growth spurt or two. His eyes are a dark, dark blue and he keeps his hair short. Diving fully into the 'ballet is for girls' atmosphere, he's taken advice from his sisters and fellow dancers and keeps his skin as clear as possible and his hands well manicured. He was also born with a rather large birthmark encompassing most of his back. It isn't as noticeable as one might think because it's only one shade lighter than the rest of his skin. [hider=Birthmark] Kind of a mix of this: [hider=] [center][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/f1/f8/71/f1f8715680a30a226bf65620b90af0a5.jpg[/img][/center] [/hider] and this: [hider=] [center][IMG]http://i57.tinypic.com/x279n7.jpg[/IMG][/center] [/hider] [/hider] [color=Cyan][b]Ability:[/b][/color] Michael is a descendant of one of the most well-known names in the Western world—Arthur Pendragon. As such, he has some of the abilities King Arthur had. For one, he has extraordinary physical capabilities—the actual secret of Excalibur. Along with endurance and a pain tolerance that far exceeds that of a normal human, he has scarily fast reflexes. This along with an uncanny situational awareness assures that bumping into someone is never his fault and he never accidentally steps into a hole while running. The bloodline also gives him the gift of physical self-perception. If he sees himself doing something incorrectly in a mirror or it is pointed out to him by someone who know what they’re doing, he can correct himself with ease, even if he has been doing it wrong for years. He also has mental defenses. If someone tries to actively influence his actions or emotions through abilities of their own or even through simple manipulation, he is oftentimes immune. In the case where the other person succeeds, Michael is completely aware of that success. Part of this ability is being able to spot half-truths as they are usually an integral part of manipulation. Full out lies are harder for him to make sense of and he’s just as apt to fall for lies told out of ignorance as any other person. Passive abilities such as mind reading will not work on him unless what he is thinking or feeling is especially strong—which, as a hormonal teenager, it often is. While he doesn’t know this or understand it, Michael can sense when a person does so. But it is always passed off as a, ‘they can read people well’ or ‘they just know more than they should.’ [color=Cyan][b]Biography:[/b][/color] Michael spent the first several years of his life in London with his parents and three sisters. As a young child, he didn’t especially mind being the only boy in the family. If anything, it meant he got his own room and no hand-me-downs. But it also allowed him the opportunity to try some hobbies he might not have had if not for his feminine family members. The girls were all given ballet lessons when they were young and he wanted to do the same because he wanted to be with his two older sisters. Neither of his parents thought he’d stick with it, but long after his sisters had quit, he was still dancing. They also didn’t expect him to be so good at it. The teachers told them that he had excellent self-correction and didn’t make the same mistake twice very often. They also said he may be pushing himself too hard but he never sustained any of the typical injuries of overextending himself. His family left the British Isle when he was nine, moving closer to his mother’s family. He continued to learn to dance, ignoring the jabs the other boys gave him while avoiding fights whenever possible. On his twelfth birthday, he was approached by a woman not too much older than him dressed as a typical hippie. She told him her name was Merlin and that the pale mark on his back were birthmarks of a different sort. Merlin told him he was the descendant of King Arthur of Camelot and he wouldn’t have believed her if she hadn’t started telling him about how he could do things longer, stand pain for dangerous amounts of time, how he could tell when he was being manipulated even when he was young. She also told him he wasn’t the Once and Future King so he should wipe that look off his face before it gets stuck like that. When he asked why neither of his sisters, especially the two older ones, didn’t have any of these abilities she just said it was his destiny (whatever [i]that[/i] meant). And then she left. He didn’t see her again until a few months ago, when she showed up with an envelope that looked like it had been in the trash. Which it had, because he’d thrown it away because he didn’t want to go to a school no matter how ‘exceptional’ he was. She told him he had to go because something was wrong and even if he wasn’t the king, he damn well better act like the nobility he was instead of the nerdy little ballet dancer he was. And even though he thought destiny could shove off, he decided to go if only to prove Merlin wrong—it was totally kingly to be able to preform a [i]grand jeté[/i]. [color=Cyan][b]Personality:[/b][/color] He's been stubborn his entire life, he'd have to be to survive being a male ballet dancer with a funny accent, and he's absolutely unapologetic about it. At the same time, he knows showing this stubbornness too much could endanger him (he's good, but if they manage to hit him me might not be able to [i]dance[/i]) so he keeps on an easy-going exterior. But he's learned a few things from his ballerina friends and knows how to wait to get his revenge. And it's usually by flirting. With their girlfriends or the girl their interested in, or if the fancy takes him--with them. He doesn't care too much on how he does it but making them feel inferior or uncomfortable by using compliments is his favorite weapon. Michael is careful not to go to far to use other people against his enemies because it's not their fault their associate is a punk, but sometimes he gets out of hand and forces himself to apologize. Not sure if it's a trait of being of Pendragon blood or because he's heard the horror catcall stories, Michael is only really aggressive about equality. It always ends badly, but it's the only thing he's ever been particularly aggressive about (well, that and proving how athletic one has to be to dance ballet) is making sure a person is treated exactly like a human being should be.