[hider=Errikos][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/1JMOdVE.png[/img][/center] [center][sub]Face Claim - Konstantinos Markoulakis[/sub][/center] [center][SUB][COLOR=cecece]E R R I K O S " C O N D U C T O R " R I G A S ◄ [color=e5e4e2]35[/color] ▎ [color=e5e4e2]5'7"[/color] ►[/COLOR][/SUB][/CENTER] [SUB][COLOR=e5e4e2]P R E S E N C E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc] Errikos is a slender enough man with a bit of a belly being the only thing to show him to be overweight. His thick hair and beard almost hide his face especially when combined with a pair of glasses he usually wears. He enjoys tinkering with computers and coffee but his interests as well as his unique Force has a tendency to leave him cold to others and sometimes manipulative. People would say that he's nice although a bit weird but he does have a habit of stealing things. He has a code of honor about it, small things, insignificant things, a piece of candy, a pen, a marker. It's not compulsive as he only takes things he feels a need for but it could cause a problem with his coworkers.[/color] [SUB][COLOR=e5e4e2]C H R O N I C L E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc] Errikos lived on what used to be the island of Bellecona. He worked as an electrician and lived a rather simple life with a family and a small house. That was before the comet, and with it, a large piece of debris that struck the island directly, killing virtually all of its inhabitants. His only saving grace was being on a fishing boat on a brief vacation while his partner and child visited their in-laws. The shockwave tossed him and his boat but he survived. Following the event, the few survivors of the strike were rounded up and transported to a base for monitoring and testing. They attempted to make the base feel like a small town but it did little to ease the suffering of this people that lost all of their friends and family. Errikos started playing with the fake village as a coping mechanism, he'd open panels and observe the wiring, and when the lab workers learned he was a skilled electrician, they actively put him to work around the lab within the confines of their isolation and study. He picked up more skills during that time, developing a knack for computers and, while he was never particularly gifted with programming, his abilities with the hardware soared. Errikos was contented to live in this bubble, away from the painful memory of his family when he stumbled upon a curious phenomenon, he could almost communicate to the wiring, to the machinery. He could even redirect power as he desired. The base authority took notice of this and immediately transferred him to a different facility. This one was cold, hard, and unpleasant. There was nothing in the way of quaint pleasure in a mock village. This was a scientific research lab. He saw logos on the walls but he didn't recognize them. Errikos was poked and tested much more with samples of blood, skin, even brain tissue samples were taken as this company sought to understand the cause of this ability as well as it's applications. Eventually an unsanctioned raid was conducted by the UDF disguised as a terrorist attack as the location of this facility had become known thanks to a whistleblower on the inside. Errikos never knew who did it but he was eternally thankful as the UDF provided him comfort away from the suffering and even attempted counseling in the wake of the tragedies. Without any where else to call home or anyone to call family, he chose to work for the UDF.[/color] [SUB][COLOR=e5e4e2]F O R C E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc] The spirits that seemed most drawn to Errikos were what allowed him to communicate to others in the absence of real personal contact or connection. Given he was in a technical laboratory, the spirits let him communicate to the machinery and wiring around him. It let him alter electrical flows, redirect power, even bring wiring to life and allow machines a semblance of 'healing'.[/color] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [/hider]