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Sydney "Angel" Kapur
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Nicknames: Angel. He doesn't use any other name if he can help it.
Age: 19, looks roughly his age.
Gender: Male.
Species: Werewolf, Infected
Human appearance
Height: 5'7"ish
Weight/build: Lean and somewhat underfed-looking.
Hair: Naturally black, dyed cheap pale violet. He wears it in a long ponytail with bangs, both of which have clearly not been cut by anyone who knew what they were doing.
Eyes: Brown.
Clothing: Dark, simple, and comfortable; usually wearing a black hoodie, jeans, and black tennis shoes.
General description: Angel looks a lot like your typical lower-class, vaguely goth teenager: dark clothing, punk hair color, body language curled into himself, and usually glaring at something. Other than that, he's sharp-featured, has a number of light scars covering his body (that are usually covered by clothing), and is Indian (if the name wasn't obvious enough).
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Phase: Full Moon
Calling: Judgement
Pack: None.
Rank: See above
Gift: Modification
Gift Description: As a Full Moon, Angel's talents are largely geared toward things useful in fighting or hunting: he can sprout claws or fangs without changing completely, make himself stronger or faster, and in theory, make a number of more subtle changes.
Expertise/strong abilities: Being a teenage boy and relatively new to this, the only thing he's practiced enough that he can do it particularly well is give himself a mouthful of pointy teeth, because he thinks it makes him look really threatening. He has manifested the speed thing in life-threatening situations, (which have in fact been plural since he first changed a year and a half ago), but hasn't yet replicated it otherwise. He's working on it.
Weaknesses/liabilities: It's not usually very subtle, and given his complete lack of anatomical knowledge, he could theoretically modify himself in a way that caused problems or hurt him. As mentioned, he's also just not very experienced.
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Personality
Likes: Showing off, death metal, sneaking around, power, his aunt's cooking, having a purpose to his life, being accepted, Frog, pretending this list is not in reverse order.
Dislikes: Being told he's worthless, being treated like a mindless animal, those who prey on the less powerful or on those who care about them, people who hurt children, bland food, actually screwing up.
Defining characteristics: Angel has spent most of his life being ignored, and most of the rest of it being compared unfavorably to anyone in the vicinity, particularly his older sister. He's got a quick temper, tends to be sullen, and doesn't really trust other people, particularly if they make it obvious that they're capable of harming him in some way. Threats rarely work on him; he usually ends up just doing the opposite of whatever you're trying to get him not to do out of spite, even if it's incredibly stupid. On the other hand, he's strong-hearted, brave, and has an incredible amount of willpower, and someone who's willing to face down people much bigger than they are without flinching tends to earn respect in some circles for good reason.
The few people he does mostly trust- which at this point means Frog, since as far as he knows everyone else might be dead- he will go way out of his way for, so long as they allow him to keep some emotional distance. He's also fine with being critiqued or even being led around by the nose if he thinks someone has genuinely proven they know better than he does. He teases those he cares about a lot. He's also intensely curious and enjoys spending his time picking up new skills or learning things that seem useful, though he still spends most of it dicking around and pretending he's a ninja or something. Finally, he's secretly an idealist, and has dreams of creating a better world.
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Father: Jay Kapur
Mother: Padma Kapur
Siblings: Gloriana Kapur, older sister
Other Grace Singh, his aunt and father's sister; and an uncle and two cousins.
Significant Other: Frog. Not that he'd easily admit this.
Enemies: Probably several. We'll see.
Background and History
Angel was born and raised in Toronto, living with his mother (who was rather nutty), his father (who mostly didn't say much), and his older sister (who was mostly nice, but was absent the day they handed out selflessness). His aunt was a much nicer person to be around and was as much of a part of his life as she could be, and it can pretty much be put up to her that he hasn't quite snapped yet. He was mediocre in school, never much for extracurricular activities or a social live, and became a genuine juvenile delinquent by high school. He got beat up a lot, until he learned to be better than them, though he never made many friends.
The first epidemic hit when he was 16, at which point living in a city of over five million became an incredibly bad idea. Schools were shut down, people fled, his parents freaked and shut themselves indoors, and it wasn't long before he decided to just steal their car and whatever money he could get a hold of and beat it himself. With little idea of what he was going to do and a vague idea of heading towards the Northwest Territories on the basis of "really cold = probably fewer infected things", he left in the wee hours of the morning. His parents, when they noticed he wasn't just hiding out in his room, were mostly just glad he was gone, and didn't get around to reporting anything until a couple of days later, at which point he'd already emptied their bank accounts and switched cars.
Eventually, things got even worse, as they tend to do. Gas was hard to come by, money meant less and less, and he wasn't the only one who lived primarily by skimming off the resources of others- and certainly not the best-armed. As things got harder- and the epidemic let up slightly- he decided to head back in the direction of Toronto to see if his aunt or any of his friends were still alive. He dropped the car and started walking, stealing what he could and scrounging what he couldn't; he made it to Toronto, but didn't find sign of anyone he knew before something else happened. One day, he got caught trying to grab something to eat, and he got caught by people who were much worse than he was. They tried to teach him a lesson; he fought back; he got shot in the arm. He would've died if this hadn't caught the attention of a werewolf who'd been watching the group in hopes of cleaning up the area, so to speak; even then, he nearly did die, as the werewolf went into hybrid form during the fight and he was stupid enough to try (and fail) to fight them out of some strange idea of heroism.
Not long after that, he passed out from blood loss, and less specifically from the general trauma of getting the crap kicked out of you, then shot, then mauled by a werewolf. He woke up an indeterminate amount of time later, staring into the pretty blue eyes of some completely random white boy.
That was about a year and a half ago; they've been travelling together since then.
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