Name: Aiden Richard Cohen

Age: 27

Appearance: [hider= Aiden ][img]http://iv1.lisimg.com/image/4081377/600full.jpg[/img]
Tall and no stranger to excersise, Aiden has kept in as best a condition as he can. Standing at a height of 6'3 Aiden can be easily intimidating with his presence. Though, he tends to keep a calm and relaxed posture at all times, leaning back on his heels and slumping his shoulders ever so slightly. His light blue eye's frame just next to the tip of his nose, with long brown eyelashes draping over them. He tends to let a bit of stubble collect on his jawling from time to time, mostly because shaving is pushed back on his list of priorities. Normally he would be a stickler on his hygiene, but as of now, he'll run his hand through his hair and call it good, not bothering to take note of how ruffled it looks.[/hider]

Affiliations: 
His father had a friend in the URM, helping Aiden and his family as much as he could. 

Personality: 
Aiden is a calm and even-tempered man. He has had a history of violence however, his depression had taken a toll on him. After the loss of his younger sister, he wasn't the same. Aiden had seen professional help and had found a cover to his emotions, able to bottle them and keep them sealed. Though he isn't as good at showing emotion anymore, he can still allow himself to get attached to things. Which, he tends to do often. He leans on people, or objects that he holds dear, making sure to keep them close. Perhaps a bit of a remnant of who he was before the "help". The Aiden who was open, and who was passionate. In the apocalypse, nobody seems too surprised at his clear 'wall' that he puts up, rarely letting anyone try to climb it.

Skill Points:

Strength: 7

Hunger: 6

Perception: 4

Technical: 3