conférence 16
Les oreilles d'Aedin sont devenues rouges avec son embarras. Non seulement il s'était rendu fou en envoyant un message terriblement écrit, mais il s'est aussi trompé en ne considérant même pas le fait qu'il peut y avoir un appareil d'écoute quelque part. "Une merde d'www. C'est mieux. Jour. Jamais." Il s'est bourdonné sous son souffle.
Il s'est débarrassé de la gorge et a fait un geste un peu grandiose avec ses bras et ses mains. Comme s'il se montrait à un public. Il a filé autour de la pièce en scannant des caméras pendant qu'il allait. "Huit, est-ce une blague ou quelque chose comme ça? Ou bien y a-t-il un meilleur schéma derrière ce bâillonnement et ce bâillonnement? » Il a légèrement tapé son bras bandé et a gagné dans la douleur après qu'il l'ait fait.
Maintenant qu'il y a pensé, ce n'était pas un acte de King Street Wolves. Quelque chose était trop drôle à ce sujet. "Je vois que nous avons de la nourriture et de l'eau. On a un boulot. Est-ce une sorte de spectacle de réalité malade?" Il n'aimait pas être en cage, mais il ne semblait pas que ses ravisseurs voulaient immédiatement le tuer ou quelqu'un d'autre ici. Il a vérifié l'écran du téléphone et a attendu la réponse.
Name: Aedin Demavend
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: Aedin is a survivor used to the loner life. He works well with others, but only as a means to meet his personal goals. He's a fast thinker with a sarcastic attitude. He doesn't like overextending his physical limits. Morals never enter the picture for him, only his self-serving needs.
Backstory: Homelessness is all Aedin knows. He grew up being raised by a homeless father that looked to take care of his own needs first and then Aedin's second. From a young age, Aedin had to grow up fast to survive. He learned how to steal by using others as a distraction. Of course he had his mess ups and close calls, but he was lucky enough to never be caught by the police. He always dealt with the problems he could with sarcasm, and even with the problems he couldn't deal with he used it.
He eventually got out of the city he grew up in after he turned 16 and he did it to get away from his father. He wanted to set up his own stomping grounds elsewhere. He settled down in San Fransisco and quickly found a spot he could use as a base of operations. There were gangs here that he had to learn to respect, but if he could get away with it he rather enjoyed ripping them off. He ended up building a small crew himself, but he couldn't call any one of them a friend as they all were only using each other and he knew it.
Talents: Improvisation - A fast thinker has to think on his feet, and a little bit of imagination can (limitedly) go a long way.
Street Fighting - Who needs to fight fair where you have to fight to survive? On the street everything is a weapon even the dirt.
Petty Theft - Gotta knack for stealing things. Oh, this phone? I'm just borrowing it.
Other: Bringing up his father is a bad idea.