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Name: Dimitri Lockhart Alias: Decibel Age: 16 Gender: Male Skills: He's extremely adept in mechanical repairs (something he was forced to become due to his enhancements), a relatively decent boxer, and a good cook (Fight styles, languages learnt, etc.) Powers: His palms have built in speakers that can produce sound waves. He is able to freely alter the frequency of the sounds, and can have them range from below 20Hz to an eardrum bursting 150dB, with his maximum sound output resting squarely at 354dB. His body has been augmented to (mostly) withstand the devastating amount of pressure and loudness he can produce, making him pretty durable. (If any) Equipment: A small repair kit that he keeps to patch himself up in the field, contents include: a pair of pliers, a miniature screwdriver with interchangeable heads, a wrench, and a roll of nickels Personality: Dimitri comes off as a pretty laid back and jovial guy who seemingly prefers to live a hedonistic sort of lifestyle, though those that pay close attention are able to note that there's a melancholy air about him. Many would believe this to mean he's lazy or inept, however Decibel is shown to have a remarkably strong work ethic provided he believes there will be a worthwhile reward for his work. History: Dimitri's early life could best be described as unorthodox. He parents both had contracts with the U.S. military, his father working as a designer for new and innovative weapons systems up to but not limited to experimental combat based cybernetic enhancements both lethal and nonlethal, and his mother a designer and engineer for prosthetic limbs and organs for wounded soldiers. The contracts that his parents had meant that Dimitri was well off in terms of money, but rarely actually got to see his parents, which developed several hobbies and a minor deviant streak in the boy. Shoplifting, vandalism, drinking, Dimitri tried his hand at anything that wouldn't land him a felony. He was coming home from a late night party with some friends, when the inebriated driver of the vehicle he was in collided with a speeding semi truck. Just barely clinging to life when paramedics arrived, Dimitri's parents were told that his likely hood of surviving was slim. For the first time since his birth, Dimitri's parents completely stopped their work and devoted all of their time to bringing their son back from the brink of death, taking the briefest of moments to do what their contracts required before ferociously returning to their son's aid. His mother eventually stopped working all together, devoting all of her time to fixing her child, his father however, was more reluctant about losing his investments, and with deadlines breathing down his neck, began to use his son as a guinea pig of sorts for his latest project whenever Dimitri's mother rested. It took well over a year, and cost Dimitri's family nearly every penny they owned, but Dimitri was finally brought back from near death. The reunion was short lived as his mother, now out of her manic mindset and frantic desire to see her son healthy, recognized some of her husband's designs in Dimitri's body and flew into a rage. There was constant fighting between his parents from that point, and with the added stress of being near broke and trying to adjust to his new body, Dimitri opted to leave home. For months he lived alone, hopping from place to place and stealing what he needed to survive, all the while learning how to use the abilities that came with his new body. He was eventually picked up by the H.I.V.E. Appearance: - Decibel Other: His augmentations are water proof, but are weak to magnets and electrical discharges- H.I.V.E. Five

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Dimitri listened idly to the others discussing who they were and what their abilities are, only chiming in once one student seemed to address everyone as a whole. "Nope,'fraid i'm at a loss here when it comes to familiarity. Name's Dimitri, Dimitri Lockhart, though the last set of hobos I shacked up with before coming here called me Decibel. You guys are free to call me whichever one you want.". Dimitri would've taken the opportunity to explain how he'd received his nickname, however the booming voice of the co-headmaster stopped him before he could even get the chance. Dimitri's head slumped as Mammoth shot down any hopes of avoiding being in trouble for his lateness, however he still managed a lopsided grin. "Alright, I suppose I brought that one on myself. Guess i'd better get my arm fixed up now before I end up late twice in a row." He said with a hint of mirth. With that, Dimitri spun on his heel and made his way for the exit, already unzipping the small repair kit attached to his belt. Just before he could make it out of the door however, one of the students began shouting for assistance. The cyborg turned his head, then sighed as he saw Jetta's unconscious form, "Goddamn my softness." he muttered as he turned back around and walked towards James and Jetta. "Alright, let's see what we got.", He said as he crouched and lightly tapped Jetta's face, "C'mon, wakey wakey slugger, now's not a good time for a power nap.". When he did not receive a response, Dimitri sighed and held his hand about a foot above Jetta's face and paused to think. "Hrm...just below motor cycle revving loudness should do. Plenty loud, but not enough to deafen her. 'Least so long as I don't do it continuously.", He said to himself as his arm began to vibrate. "Let's try this again, wakey wakey!" He said as a short blast of sound was emitted from the speaker in his palm.