4. what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?
Bar fights that him and Jesse got involved in, the first time Claudia kicked his ass at a game of pool, watching his great grandparents dance around the bar after a few too many drinks on grandma’s part, Frey laughing at him when he tried to do a backflip and fell on his ass.
5. does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
He likes to study magic when he’s bored. Being part trickster gives him a bit of a bump in terms of ability and it all started just as a way to learn control, but he found he genuinely liked it.
6 what is your character reluctant to tell people?
That he’s genetically more demon than anything else. People hear demon and freak out and he just doesn’t like dealing with that shit.
7. how does your character feel about sex?
He likes it well enough but he doesn’t see it as the most important thing. That’s not to say he isn’t prone to one nighters here and there, but he definitely would prefer being with someone he genuinely cares about.
10, what would your character make a scene in public about?
Someone hitting a woman or child or animal. Or otherwise trying to assault or harass any of those three. He got arrested on assault charges once for beating the hell out of a guy in a diner because the dude get grabbing the waitress’s ass. He doesn’t regret it at all.
11. for what would your character give their life?
His brother is definitely the top of the list because Jesse is his absolute best friend. Frey and Claudia def make the list as well. Most of the family and some of the regulars that come around the bar as well.
15. what is your character afraid of?
Rejection is a big one. Under all that confidence and good natured charm, he is a little insecure. But the biggest one is centipedes. He is absolutely fucking terrified of centipedes.
1.how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?
She tries to come off as confident and cheerful, but she’s painfully shy and more than a little anxious around people. The only person Adi actually relaxes completely around is her brother. She doesn’t even relax completely around the rest of her family or her boyfriend.
“Keep him and everyone else the fuck out of my mind,” she answered. Her eyes rolled and she reached for the bottle again. “You’ve never met me sober. You’ve met me soberish. I don’t think you’d like me sober.”
“Only if I can get inside your mind and your dreams,” she teased, batting her lashes at her. She wasn’t the best at flirting, but she saw the chance to make the joke and took it. “Nope. No more booze for you.”
“Well neither do you.” She responded defensively and pulled a face, but she still rearranged her scarf to cover a bit more.
It wasn’t unusual to get comments, although usually it was older women asking if she was okay and being patronising. She could deal with that better.
“I mean you look sick.” She could deny it all she wanted, but he could smell it. She wasn’t human either, but at least she blended a little better. His eyes were the color of his beast’s, forever stuck in snow leopard mode. Sure, his visual abilities were still human, but the color never returned to the pale blue they had been once.