Robert looked up at Clyde, and exhaled, disappointed that he would make excuses for her. He thought it to be quite evident that this girl lacked the proper respect for the sacramentum. Normally he would chew her out a bit more, but these people clearly didn’t want to make a scene. He decided he would drop it. For now.
“And you are?” He paused. Perhaps he should have introduced himself first. This was confirmed upon him hearing , “I would like to note that it is considered rude to simply butt-in on a conversation without so much as an 'excuse me'.” Robert looked at the group at this, “My apologies, My name’s Robert, I didn't mean to offend, I just really care about the sacramentum.” He clarified. He was always raised to hold this bond with utmost respect, given that his parents were bonded. ” I shouldn't have just forced myself in like that, I was simply surprised is all. I’m sure she didn’t mean any disrespect.” He certainly believed that too. Few people were ever rude on purpose, at least not for any reason. He smiled, before asking, “And who are you all?” He should still be able to back track, and hopefully not offend these people too much.
As the train slid to a stop, Robert closed his book shut while exhaling. A smile crept onto his face, happy to be back at school. He stood, and slid his literature into his pack, before collecting his luggage and leaving the train, his hands shaking with excitement. This past summer dragged by, taunting him with the sweet promise of finding out more about himself than ever before come its end. He hurried through Enklen, eventually coming upon a blueblood girl, and heard "As for my wishes towards my familiar, I only wish him to be a well-mannered person that would not annoy me. Like you, I wouldn't care what ability he might have. I would mostly use him to learn my spells after all,"
Robert closed his eyes, and counted to ten in his head. That was utterly … infuriating. But he was, of course, better than letting his emotions completely get to him. Still, something as egregious as that simply could not stand. He slowed his pace, and propped up his glasses on his nose. “That’s really not ok to say.” He said quietly and clearly, making the fact that he heard Lilac say that quite clear. “The bond between a mage and their familiar is something to be respected. They’re not there to simply be used by you.” He said, his voice calm, and controlled but cutting at the same time. He stepped next to her, making eye contact, and giving her a chance to rescind her erroneous comment.
15 years old, bisexual male. Robert has slicked back brown hair, and deep brown eyes, veiled by glasses beset upon his small nose. He stands at around 5’6”, and has a soft, face with clear, white skin. He’s normally found wearing the short sleeve button down and loose slacks configuration of the dress code, preferring to take comfort where he can within the bounds of the rules.
Robert is a meek and kind boy, who doesn’t care much to step outside of the bounds of the rules. He holds himself in high regard, but defers what’s outside of his authority to those who are supposed to be his betters. He cares most about bettering his magical ability, be that through study or practice, he wants to make himself as powerful as possible.
Robert is son to a Mother who researches and teaches theoretical magic at one of the top colleges in the country in the city of Erridún, and his father is his’s mother’s familiar, who works alongside her. As such, his family is very well off, and have always had high expectations for Robert. This was a core tenant of his childhood, that he was supposed to be better somehow than his peers, and thusly never got away with much as a child. His parents were quick to reprimand and punish him when he did wrong, making sure he’d do as his parents expected of him. As a child, he didn’t have any trouble at all making friends, people finding him affable, even if he could be a bit grating at times with his strict adherence to rules. Through Middle School, though he obviously couldn’t practice magic, his parents taught him a lot about magical theory and the principals behind it.
Robert's partner has yet to be determined, but upon bonding, he will know the Summon S Likes: Rules, Magic, Well managed fun, Impressing people.
Dislikes: People not taking him seriously, Disrespect, Pineapple.
Points:
Proficiency: 6
Intelligence: 3
Athletics: 1
Quiz Answers:
1. What is your character's dream career? Robert dreams of being able to bring much of the theoretical possibilities of magic into the real world, so he would very much like to be in R&D, perhaps developing and building scientific instruments.
2. Your character is caught telling a lie/cheating. How do they react?
“Me? Cheat?”, Robert asked, trying to remain calm as quickly shifted his eyes forward onto his paper, avoiding eye contact as much as possible. This was it. He wasn’t ready for this test, and the idea of people seeing him fail was too much to bear, so he settled upon a risky gamble that apparently hadn’t paid off.
“Quite obviously.” The teacher said, “Now look at me when I’m talking to you.”
Robert swallowed hard and looked up to meet the gaze of his teacher, his eyes welling up, before he regained control of himself, and exhaled, “Of course not, sir” He said pointedly, “I apologize for any semblance of that, but I would never.” He said quietly, before attempting to continue to his test, knowing he’d have to fail or pass the rest of this test on his own merit alone.
3. Your character finds out someone close to them has been lying to them. How do they react?
“I’m sorry?” Robert asked, smiling for a moment, before giving a cough and crossing his arms, a bemused smile on his face, before his friend affirmed their sentiment, causing Robert to straighten himself up.
“Oh.” He deadpanned, feeling any bit of doubt leave him as he realized this wasn’t a game. He paused for a minute, and then made a fist in his hand, not holding back anger, but rather himself together. “Well you can just fuck right off then.” He said, his voice sounding strained. He couldn’t be around him right now, not after he betrayed his trust. He motioned for him to leave, slamming the door behind him, before exhaling, and letting out of breath. He let himself go limp, his back slumping against the door, as he rubbed his temples. Tears started to roll down his cheeks, and he sniffled, and wiped his tears away. His friend wasn’t worth tears. He wasn’t worth anything.
4. If your character were given $50, what would they do with it?
He’d be happy to have it, and would spend it on the first thing he wanted.
5. Someone close to your character gives them something very important and asks them to hold on to it until they come back. However, your character somehow loses it. What do they do?
“Where is it WHERe is IT WHEREISIT?” His mind was frantic as he turned over everything in front of him. His heart was racing, his mind was reeling, leaving him in full blown panic mode. He tried to calm himself down, but that wasn’t going to work this time. He rubbed his folder, he couldn’t replace it, he couldn’t lie, this was going to come crashing down on him. After a minute, he knew what he had to do. They would find out eventually, the only way to make the best out of this situation would be to let them know it was gone.
6. Your character is given the chance to perfect any one talent. What do they choose?
He’d absolutely love to be able to master the art of lucid dreaming. The idea of being able to milk more hours out of the day without cutting into his sleep schedule is very appealing to him, not only for the fun implications, but also the practical ones.
7. What is your character’s favourite book or movie genre? Why?
Definitely court dramas, his favorite movie being A Few Good Men (If it exists in the universe, of course.) The whole concept of people standing up for what’s right, and being able to defend it without the need to rely on violence or fear, but rather on their own intelligence embodies his idea of justice.
8. Who does your character admire/look up to?
His parents are the most influential part of his life, and he has extreme deference and respect for the way that they’ve chosen to live their lives. Their devotion to understanding the world around him affirms and powers his belief that with proper work and thought, anything can be accomplished.
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