Name: Zeke Age: 22 Appearance: Zeke is somewhat small and severely underweight. His dark hair is a wild mess and he often wears the same thing every day: a plain shirt, pants, gloves, and a deep blue cloak. Despite having the appearance of a homeless person, Zeke is immaculate and maintains his hygiene religiously. Otherwise, he is generally unnoticeable, and his narrow eyes are a forgettable bluish gray. [hider=I made a quick sketch] [img]https://i.imgur.com/fm6gYO7m.png[/img] [/hider] Personality: Zeke is friendly and polite. Since his voice is weak and raspy, he speaks softly and rarely, but is a superb listener and will gladly help you solve your problems. He can be charismatic when he tries, but don't let that fool you. Sadistic, cunning, a manipulative bastard and compulsive liar, he will just as soon give you advice as destroy your social life. To Zeke, people are not much more than tools whom he can use to further his own goals. He is very good at hiding this, however, and it's not often that someone is severely harmed by his endeavors. He values intellect above all else and has difficulty understanding and handling his own emotions. He expresses himself most through dark humor and his love of astronomy and interior design. He also likes to sew and doodle. Equipment: Zeke's blue cloak is his most valued possession, reaching just below his knees. The inside is embroidered with a star chart, and in its pockets he always carries a tactical flashlight fitted with a bayonet and a small telescope, alongside other basic tools. Abilities: Zeke, unfortunately, is disappointingly normal. He's as true a human as a human can be, with no enhanced qualities of any kind. Skills: A scientist at heart, Zeke is observant and astute. He spends a lot of time thinking and is thus not a very good fighter, but knows how to use his cloak for self defense - waving it as a distraction or catching blades with it. History: Zeke was raised in a nuclear family, with an older brother and younger sister. Though they were loving and provided him everything he needed to pursue a successful future, he disdained them and ran away at fourteen. He lived as a criminal, stealing and beguiling his way to adulthood, though always making sure to keep his hands quite clean. For example, he would rub off his fingerprints before committing an offense so as to minimize evidence left behind. Since the ridges grow back in about a month, he was able to maintain a clean record without suspicion, among other tactics. Now, he seeks to pursue lost knowledge and discover the mysteries of the past, even if it means involving himself with a government corporation. Other: He's completely colorblind and always wears long sleeves and gloves, no matter the weather. Also is obsessed with the number 19.