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Private Sincuvo Fleet
{ALIASES}"Babyface" - a nickname that no one is allowed to speak to his face without severe repercussions.
It's honestly easier to call him "Sincuvo" because it gets his attention quicker than "Private Fleet".
{AGE}19
{GENDER, SEXUALITY}Male. He's not sure about his sexuality though.
{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}Human, Adelan
{HEIGHT/BUILD}5'10", archer's build
{OCCUPATION}Bowman in the army, with the rest of the Greenclaws.
{RESIDENCE}Ketra
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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}- Hunter; Sincuvo's been using a bow and arrow ever since he was big enough to draw one. As such, his shoulders are strong and sure, and the rest of him agile enough to maneuver through trees as needed. His gait is quiet, near-silent, and he's especially talented at sneaking up out of nowhere.
- Soft; Despite being a trained soldier, Sincuvo unfortunately retains total babyface syndrome. With high cheekbones, soft full lips, and beautifully angled blue eyes, Sincuvo looks like someone who should have been making his living posing for paintings.
- Definitely needs a pedicure; Sincuvo prefers to go barefoot more often than not. If he can get away with being out of uniform, the first thing to go is his boots. It doesn't matter if he's moving through the castle halls or across a cobbled street or deep in the woods, he will always be more comfortable with being barefoot. Which means he has some distinct callouses, and the bottoms of his feet are almost perpetually dirty. Added to the callouses on his hands from years of archery, there's no way anyone could mistake him for nobility. ...Which would be inaccurate.
- Totally not used to short hair; He fidgets with his close-cropped hairstyle all the time, and can't wait until he's veteran enough to be allowed to grow it out again. Though rubbing at the back of his head just right is amazingly soothing to him.
{PERSONALITY}- Quick and resourceful; Sin's reaction time is through the roof, and he has a learning curve to be terrified of. He knows to follow his instincts, when to stalk and when to strike, and how to use his surroundings to his advantage. And you can be sure that if he fails, it will not happen again.
- Superstitious; There's a thousand and one things that Sincuvo considers bad luck, and half of his fellow recruits have a little game of how long it'll take before Sin says "that's bad luck, you know".
- Does not understand sarcasm; Or tone. Or reading people in general. Sin takes absolutely everything at face value— he believes you when you tell him something's true, and he doesn't understand when someone's making a bluff or a threat. He responds to both with absolute sincerity, and he genuinely feels hurt if he finds out the whole matter had been just a joke. Jokes are also hard for him to understand, and it might take him a few extra moments of explanation to "get it".
- Littlest brother; With three older sisters, and a massive extended family of considerable influence, Sin is used to being at the bottom of the food chain. But he doesn't mind it— in fact, he much prefers to be on the receiving end of orders than being the one to give them. He can follow through with directions, and that's where he's most comfortable.
Fun Facts!:- Sand is The Worst. He hates it, hates how it feels, hates walking in it, touching it, and hates that it never fully leaves your skin until you scrub it away with water. Sin just really, really hates sand.
- Carries a worry charm made out of bone. Or rather, he did— since being abducted by bandits and subsequently losing his personal effects, he's been without this comfort from home for several days now.
- Is firmly averse to unsolicited touching. He didn't like it before he and his comrades were abducted, but he especially hates it now. Hugs absolutely must be prefaced by at least a kind of warning first, but the most polite thing to do is ask. He makes an exception for very few people.
- Really likes dancing, though finds it hard to join in without having to touch folks. Fiddling is a good middle-ground— he can get away with solo dancing while he plays and people rarely get into the personal bubble of someone sliding around a stick like you do.
{SPECIAL ABILITIES}He shoots arrows gewd.
{RELATIONSHIPS}His fellow Greenclaws. :D
And like three older sisters.
{HISTORY}Sincuvo never really imagined himself joining the army. He figured he would just be a hunter in his tribe's home territory forever, providing for his family and his Family. But hey, when your cousin the Little Archon says you need to go to Ketra, you go to Ketra. It hasn't been all bad, though having to deal with the hustle and bustle of the city was a struggle-- Sincuvo's made plenty of friends during training.
Or at least plenty before half of them were killed and he and two others were taken captive by bandits.
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