Delsin Grey

La réaction étrange du renard à la fois à sa question, et le rappel de ce qu'un humain a causé Delsin à se déplacer incomfortablement. Reprenant un pas en arrière et embrayant l'appareil dans sa main à sa poitrine et développant une fronce perturbée. "J'aurais déjà aimé ne pas être là... Votre comportement n'aide pas à influencer cette opinion."
Je ne sais pas qui m'a mis dans ce... jeu de réalité virtuelle ou quoi que ce soit, mais ce n'est pas drôle. C'est irritant. J'ai encore ce papier de chimie à finir, et je devrais aider Trevor à nettoyer ce verre avant qu'il finisse par se blesser... La question est, comment puis-je sortir d'ici? Ces choses semblent ne pas briser le personnage, donc si je veux de l'aide utile, je dois trouver une sorte de menu d'options... En regardant le petit objet radio dans sa paume, il soupira. C'est peut-être une des applications de cet appareil? Tout ça a commencé après que je l'ai ramassé, ça devrait être lié d'une façon ou d'une autre...
Puis, une voix enflammée résonna à travers les arbres alors que le garçon humain perdu s'inclina la tête vers le haut pour resserrer les yeux sur la bête, semblable à une créature mammouth menaçant Renamon. Parfait... Je suppose que c'est l'un des ennemis de ce jeu. La dernière chose que je veux faire c'est mourir à elle et re-spawn dans une autre zone aléatoire... En regardant l'appareil encore une seconde, il a regardé en arrière avec des sourcils sillonnés. ...surtout si c'est l'un de ces jeux où vous perdez votre inventaire à la mort....Gotta être prudent à ce sujet.....une vérification de la parole peut-être?
L'adolescent mal habillé a continué à marcher en arrière alors qu'il s'adressait à l'ennemi écœurant avec un schowl profond sur son visage. La position de son pied suggérant qu'il était prêt à boulonner à un moment donné. "Renamon est neutre et ça n'a pas changé. Elle n'est pas "conspirante" avec moi, j'ai juste demandé où j'étais et j'ai eu ma réponse. C'est tout ce dont j'avais besoin, et je ne la dérangerai plus, ni personne d'autre. Je ne vais pas participer à ton jeu de guerre idiot, et je n'ai pas de temps à perdre avec toi. Je trouve mon chemin pour sortir de cette simulation folle."
Avec ces mots forts dit, l'adolescent est retourné à l'arrière dans les arbres, mais à un rythme plus rapide qu'auparavant. Ses yeux s'entrainaient encore sur les deux "NPC" avant lui.
Delsin Grey
Appearance: Delsin is a 5’ 4”, slightly tanned skinned teen. He wears his semi long black hair parted to the left, has green colored eyes, and smaller features such as his ears that are usually hidden by straight hair clumps. The boy’s usual attire includes a grey turtle neck sweater, thick blue jeans, and a pair of worn black snow boots.
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Country of Origin: Canada
Personality: Delsin is a bit of a quiet kid. He mostly keeps to himself unless someone actively engages him. Though a lot of people mistake this for shyness, it is more so that he doesn’t feel the need to talk with others if it has the chance to lead to him being distracted from a current goal. Delsin ‘overthinks’ many things in some regard, his family and friends have needed to tell him on multiple occasions to slow down or take a break, but to Delsin that would mean losing out on opportunities.
The way he thinks it, is that if he manages to set up and plan his life as soon as he can while still young, he can enjoy the rest of it with less stress and worry. Despite his rather distant view on most around him, Delsin still cares for the people close to him and will put them above his own goals without hesitation if there is a reason to. His friends have also been slowly making him a bit more lax, with Delsin being able to find time to hang out or enjoy video games with them on weekends more frequently.
Backstory:Being raised in the north western provinces of Canada, Delsin lives in a world of little to no change. The city he lives is a community of only a few thousand people, where public events and excitement is rare. He lived a rather simple life; being raised by middle aged mother and father along with his younger brother Trevor in a middle class neighbourhood. His determined and focused personality allowed him to excel in school and impress both his parents and teachers alike.
Though he mostly revolved his life around school work even in his early ages, he managed to make a few friends. One such friend was a boy named Carrick Giro, a care free humorous boy that had moved there from a province in the south eastern part of the country. The two met during a lunch period where Carrick found the bookworm writing up journals for projects that were not due until the end of the school year. The new kid pitied him, and ended up bugging Delsin enough to get him to ‘wake up and smell the dead, ice covered roses’.
Carrick was able to show the boring student how to entertain himself with things other than school and work such as social media, video games, and music….He also unfortunately got Delsin involved in a few fights between other kids, forcing the two to learn how to fight in simple styles. Finally it seemed that someone had broken Delsin out of his one track mind set, and the two are friends to this day.
Skills:

Bilingual – Delsin’s heavy emphasis on his school work has allowed him to practically master Canada’s second language, French.
Analyzation/Planning – The black haired boy is able to read into many different topics. He tries to analyze something in detail to try to learn as much as he can about it for future reference. The teen also has spent a great deal of time planning out his future career and life, and has become quite good at structuring things into efficient plans. These skills are tested often by his new found love of video games in the JRPG and Exploration genres.
Cold tolerance – Living most of one’s life practically buried in snow can have an effect on one’s tolerance for the element. Delsin is no different. Colder temperatures do not usually bother the hyper focused teen, but he is fonder of the rare warmer climate.

Other:

Has distaste for ‘free loaders’; people that only excel in life due to abusing the trust and power of others, while doing no work themselves
Has a fear of being lost without any sort of direction or knowledge of a situation
Knows how to throw simple punches in order to defend himself from kids in his school
Is skeptical of myths and legends that are common in his area, prefers to believe only solid evidence

Partner Digimon: Renamon