Rocco Cyprio Renato da Travica, Pilot Echo

[nephero]

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art by meeee
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*Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As a known enemy*

{NAME}
Pilot Echo Rocco Cyprio Renato da Travica

{ALIASES}
Rocco

{AGE}
62, about his thirties for his people

{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Male, homosexual for the most part

{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Ashman, Copperblooded, Aedolian

{HEIGHT/BUILD}
5'1”, strong build

{OCCUPATION}
Energy Administrator for the Department of Ministry. Pilot Echo rank.

{RESIDENCE}
Travica, Aedolis

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IN DEPTH STUFF
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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}

• Low center of gravity; As with the rest of his kind, Rocco is not tall. Boasting a compact but strong build, it takes quite a bit to knock him over or honestly even to get him to lose his balance. Standing at just a bit over five feet tall, it's easy at first to not quite realize he's there. At first.
• Copper blooded; Born of the highest caste in Ashman society, like his forebears, Rocco has vibrant copper eyes that seem like molten fire. They're especially vibrant against his pale grey skin and jet black hair, and the twisting metallic inlay that winds around his neck and shoulders is equally vivid.
• Clean cut but not clean shaven; Rocco skirts the line between acceptable military grooming and more traditional Ashman style. He used to keep his hair relatively close-cropped, with the top of his hair dyed a deep maroon. However, more and more recently he's been "getting back to basics" and letting the dye slowly grow out more and more. Now it's long enough on top to pull back and braid in several places, though the sides and back he keeps shaved short just to avoid a heat stroke or worse.
• Muscles for days; Despite his rather science oriented, “cushy” specialization, Rocco spends an extraordinary amount of time at the gym maintaining his physical fitness. His hard work has paid off with a trim waist, strong chest, and thick, sturdy biceps. His legs are similarly built, though there's a bit more muscle there, and as much as it looks like it'd hurt to get punched by the guy, it would hurt worse to get kicked.
• Islander; While his people haven't lived on their native Ashman islands for millenia, their culture has held strong, and this is no more obvious than when Rocco speaks. He has a strong Islander accent, and tends to gesture emphatically with his hands as he speaks. For us real worlders, he's more Brooklyn than Brooklyn when he talks.
• Marble; Rocco is what is known amongst his people as a Marble. In the olden days, an Ashman born with marbling on his person was meant to fill a specialized role within their caste. Depending on blood caste, these were courtesans, trained speakers, entertainers, escorts, quasi-therapists and masters of interpersonal mediation should the need arise. Nowadays there's less of a strict demand that marbling translate to this sort of career path, though for some older families there is a more "traditional" mindset. ...Rocco is not following tradition in the slightest, in this regard.

{PERSONALITY}

• He's a douche. Full stop.; Rocco is not cuddly. He's not here to hold your hand, or do anything passively. When he sees behavior he thinks needs correcting, his first instinct is to insult you into shame before addressing the “proper” way to do things. He's also prone to giving horribly embarrassing nicknames if he thinks someone is doing something particularly foolish, like “Pisspot” or “Pizza Girl” or “Psycho Noodle Murderer”. Any protest to your nickname almost guarantees he'll keep calling you it until you're dead.
• Honorable; That being said, while he can be an abrasive loudmouth at any given moment, he is not shy about doling it out twice as hard if someone's behaving in a particularly bad way. This attitude is especially potent if the person on the receiving end of scuzzy behavior is a woman, and due to Ashman cultural norms, he's prone to explosive bouts of temper if a female of any species is being mistreated. He does tend to overdo it in places, though.
• Party boy; Rocco likes to have a good time, full stop.
• An amazing dweeb; Rocco has a nerdy side that's most obvious if he's talking science, chemistry, physics, math puzzles, or puzzles in general. He loves ordering puzzle boxes off the net just to see how long it takes him to solve them.

Fun Facts!:

• His Nonno taught him how to cook, and he is very proud of the food he makes. Get out of here with your subpar bs.
• Anyone who isn't an Ashman is little more than a barbarian, as is apparent custom amongst the Islanders. The only ones that get an automatic pass are Kulshedra, who Rocco will affectionately call cuz or cousin during light banter.
• However, growing up around Aedolians most of his life has tempered his cultural distaste by a wide margin. So he usually waits until you do something dumb before he comments about how “Mainlanders” raise their goddamn kids.
• Being amongst Aedolian standards of beauty has also left him with a bit of a napoleonic complex. He's at constant war with his inate pride in his father's work, and a mild embarrassment about not being just a little bit taller.

{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
Telepathic - He's talented enough to focus his thoughts over a block if he knows a specific person is there. He's also talented enough to be capable of bringing up shields to block most surface thoughts or light probes.

Pyrokinetic - Much to his family's pride, Rocco has a special understanding and control of heat and fire. He can track heat patterns by “feeling out”, and uses this ability the most while he's working surveying geothermal activities. He can direct fire and heat to a degree, pushing it to a safe distance if he and his survey team happen to be caught unawares by a burst.

{RELATIONSHIPS}
His father, Renato, and his Nonno, Adamo. Both are incredibly important to him, and he does everything he can to make them proud.

Bishop, his bffsie for life, and one hell of a singer both before and after their third pub of the evening.

{HISTORY}
He's been a bit fucked up, going into candidacy extremely young for his kind. But the needs of Aedolis outweigh the needs of your emotional development, so… you get an angry rock boy every now and again.

As a copperblood, however, becoming one of the highest social classes in Aedolean culture is a huge honor. The fact that Rocco was a Pilot, the tip-top of the world, should have written his ticket amongst his kind. ...However, his personal habits have gotten in the way, leading to a very strained relationship with his father, who disapproves of his lifestyle and cavorting with barbarians as much as Rocco does.

The fact Rocco works as a low-level scientist for the Energy department is likewise a huge disappointment, especially with Rocco being a high-caste Marble-- Renato would have much more rather seen Rocco working PR, or climbing the ranks on his way to Pilot Royal. Rocco struggles with this quite a bit, and can't decide what's worth keeping more: his identity or his family.

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