Reserved 4

Reserved 2

Abbot "Beau" Eastoft - Rich boy from an old family, prone to partying. A few months ago, he took over a warehouse and caused a major incident by throwing a HUGE week-long party where magic was tossed around carelessly in front of mundanes. There were also three drug overdose, eight people had to have their stomach pumped for alcohol, and there were numerous issues of consent of all kinds. He got in a lot of trouble with SWBP. He might still be on probation. He'd probably be in jail if not for his family name.

Baird Hackett - Strange, non-human artist who builds robots and mechanical things. He also keeps books for a drug organization. Could use some plots!

CJ Williams - Totally human PI. Ready for trouble.

Cooper Cole - Famous playboy actor. Usually, he has a thing for small time artists and socially awkward twenty-somethings, but he'll mess around with just about anything male.

Corbin - Fae healer. Works with Beanna.

Cortland Yver - Definitely inhuman. Currently bodyguard/security for Zafir. He enjoys drinking, pool, sports -- he's social but currently between friend groups.

Eli Greene - SWBP Guard with a penchant for metals. Currently babysitting Sid. Investigating strange problems.

Ever Ambrodiel - Vampire with an alcohol and attitude problem. Likely to be anywhere. He wanders.

Ferris - Rowan's bodyguard and chauffeur.

Jed Cohen - SWBP Guard, formerly paired with Eli Greene, currently MIA. He has an affinity for the dead.

Juniper -  younger brother to Rowan and Pine, he causes trouble without care for who has to clean it up.

Lukas Kaufmann - Ex cat burglar and con artist, has spent some time in prison. At the moment, not sure what I want to do with him, but I'm down for connections!

Naurus - Definitely not human. Sells drugs. Bee?

Pine - Rowan's...brother? Well, that seems weird, but it's true.

Quinlan Boyd - a rich playboy whose stocks are about to plummet, he's going to be desperately looking for a job.

Rabi Mahar - Art teacher at the local University. What's his deal?

Rider Verone - Wizard extraordinaire, with an expertise in finding and acquiring magical (or maybe even not magical) items.

Rowan - Very rich, clearly and obviously fae, he has a tendency to dabble in interesting projects. And maybe to manipulate people around him.

Ty Garrett - Student runaway. Currently being taken care of by Mason.

ESSENTIALS
Name: Abbott Eastoft
Nickname: Beau
Apparent Age: 24
Occupation: Layabout? Unemployed?

APPEARANCE
Faceclaim: Hale Appleman

Beau looks the entitled rich kid he is, with all the privilege that comes with it. Tall and slim (but not particularly fit), he’s a little under six feet – but seems taller, due to the confidence he carries himself with. He’s attractive in an effortless way that actually takes hours to achieve. His hair is shoulder length, a deep and muted brown, tousled and careless; he sports a careful amount of five o-clock shadow along a chiseled jaw; light brown eyes are lined by long lashes; his skin is clear and perfect in a way most men don’t bother with.

Add to this his flashy clothing style, fine fabrics in designer styles, often mix and mashed so that they look vintage or grungy or like second hand shop finds. He wears vests and slacks mixed wit wild scarfs and heavy jewelry. He wears suspenders and long coats and pink satin. He wears shirts with the buttons undone almost to his navel, when he’s going out, and the way he dresses would get him in trouble – except that he has a way of avoiding trouble, of flashing a big cocky grin and getting out of the worst of it. Or winking and flirting. Or, maybe, of coming out of a fight without too much damage to self.

There are fine thorn/chain link tattoos around both of his wrists -- not that they often show, beyond hints and glimpses.

PERSONALITY
On the surface, Beau comes across as flighty, shallow, self-centered – and all of these things are probably entirely true. He is the center of his own universe, and assumes everyone else would agree. Maybe they would: in this particular case, thinking can make things so.

He has confidence, that’s for sure. He’s the kind of guy who walks into a room like he owns it, introduces himself to strangers, and then promptly forgets everyone’s name. Or pretends to, at least. He only remembers the important things.

He’s never wanted for anything, and it shows. But he also does have an entertaining sense of humor, if sometimes a bit unkind. He knows how to have a good time, and how to show others one as well. He mixes amazing drinks.

IMPRESSIONS
He's biting and self-centered, but maybe underneath is something fragile. His family name (Eastoft) is a very old, very famous magical family that might be recognized. Magic doesn't seem to work on him -- no magic at all.

It was painfully obvious that this was not a place that Ever *belonged in*: not in his grungy, battered jeans, not with his home done haircut, not with the battered messenger bag thrown over one shoulder. Especially not since he looked eighteen or nineteen if you were being generous. His ID was good -- it was very good -- and it said that he was twenty two. Its quality was probably the only reason he hadn't yet been kicked aggressively to the curb.

Instead he was arguing just inside the door with someone on staff, fingers wrapped around the strap of his bag and chin thrust out in challenge. It looked petulant as opposed to strong, Ever too skinny and awkward -- and pale, honestly -- to really be intimidating.

"I just want one drink and to talk to some people, is that really going to kill you?"

@Feltipped

ESSENTIALS
Name: Baird Hackett
Nickname:
Apparent Age: 19-20
Occupation: Bookkeeper

APPEARANCE
Faceclaim: Miles Heizer.

Slender and a bit awkward, with close-cropped fair hair just long enough to cover the slightly-pointed tips of his ears and a permanent pout, Baird looks in many ways like the basement-dweller he is: slightly dirty, in clothes that are ragged and often covered with aggressive images or messages. In some ways, though, he seems something else entirely. Impossibly fair skin is touched with a flush of health no matter how little time he spends in the sun; a youthful blush that makes him look years younger than he’d like.

His eyes are a washed out blue-grey, but are often narrowed and dark and hostile.

PERSONALITY
Filled with teen angst and cynicism, Baird hates everyone and everything – starting with his family, branching out to his friends and the people he works for and even that little old lady on the street. His nature is contrary, meaning that when you tell him to do something, he’ll do the exact opposite, every chance he gets. Fundamentally he’s striving for independence while fighting back the allure of friends.

Friends are only worth it if they’re good ones.

IMPRESSIONS
He's a tinkerer, drawn to all kinds of small machines, but he does seem to avoid iron. He doesn't meet peoples' eyes.

Darkness Vampires: This brand of vampire follows a lot of traditional vampirism rules. They're burned by sunlight and fire; they have an aversion to holy symbols, but only when wielded by people who truly believe in them; they're stronger than humaan, faster.  They stop aging (or, really, changing) at the time that they're turned.

Turning is done by first being drained by a vampire, and then drinking of that same vampire's blood.

They need to consume blood via biting in order to keep their systems going. Between feedings, their temperature drops to that of the area around them, and they get quite pale; immediately after eating, however, they can be rosy cheeked and warm and seem much more human.

They have a pulse but it's very weak. They can breathe, but they don't have to -- not much. Not unless they want to speak.

Individual vampires will also have minor to major abilities similar to those of psychics. In other words, they'll have a specialty. This might mean the ability to control people, hypnotize; it might mean changing their shape; it might mean the ability to go invisible. It's different for every vampire, but they all have something.

Drugs and alcohol work on them, but faintly. They can't eat or drink -- or, well, they can, but it doesn't stay down. Whatever they consume will be rejected right back up after a few hours. If they want to get wasted, the best way to do it is to drink from someone wasted.