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Hannibal Thayal, Pilot Echo and Valkyrie
« on: October 07, 2017, 01:06:44 pm »
Prologue
+ NAME + Hannibal Tarquinius Thayal
+ ALIAS + Pilot Echo Hannibal Thayal, “Hannah”, “Nibbles”, “Alpaca”
+ AGE + 31
+ GENDER + Male
+ ORIGIN + Solarta, Born and Bred
+ SPECIES + Human (Duhjari and some Essryni Ancestry)
+ RESIDENCE + Solarta! (Silver or Bust)
+ OCCUPATION + Pilot Echo of the Solarta Valkyries
+ FACE + Dark Brown hair / Pale Green Eyes
+ STATURE + 6'2 / 225 lbs.
+ SEXUALITY + Pansexual




__________________IN-DEPTH

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Tall and built, Hannibal is very much the physically imposing. He has broad shoulders and his muscles are finely defined, with each divot carved out with harsh precision. He's more trim than bulky, but can definitely hold his own in a flex-off.

A deep rich brown tan, Hannibal's complexion is swarthy. His hair is dark brown and long, reaching just past his shoulders and usually tied up and back into a bun. His eyes are a piercing pale green, which seem to stand out even more when contrasting against his skin, and might pass for old Adelan blood – were it not for muddled ancestry. Lineage means nothing to him, and it's the here and now and what you do that proves your worth.

Proof for Hannah at least, can be found in the battle scars that mottle his skin with lines of white. A choice cut from behind his ear and down along his neck is among the most prominent ones, and another on the underside of his right arm.  A deep groove lines the inside of the V-shape along his pelvis and curves onto the inside of his thigh. He has no tattoos, but has considered a few pieces he'd want painted on him.


PERSONA
“I can read good and spell good. But I can bench press you even better.”

Snarky and opinionated, Hannibal doesn't apologize for saying what he feels. Only really mitigated by how much he likes and respects you. And if it gets a rise out of you even better. If you're not important to him, he doesn't really care what you think. For those that do meet this threshold, he means well, even if he doesn't always say what you want to hear.

Solartan born and raised, folks of other species are odd and strange. The dragons know all and know best, but that doesn't stop anything fairly non-human looking thing from making his skin crawl. Just a little. Much in a similar turn, Hannibal has no taste for posh or fancy folks and lifestyles, all of that is another world that is as equally odd as some off-worlder with eyeballs in their fingertips.

It's his opinion that curiosity didn't at all kill the cat, it only taught it a lesson it needed knowing. It's easy to see a Valkyrie and see a rowdy moron, only knowing where the rest of the pack was by the smell and following the drool left by the others, and Hannibal enjoys the surprise people have when seeing he's a just a tad smarter than your average alpaca. He loves learning new things, seeing how they work, even if it's something he'll never really put to use.

But what he lacks in filter, he makes up for with sheer loyalty. He operates under a “leave no one behind” mentality. Sheer doggedness and perseverance has saved his life, kill your enemies before they kill you. Because it is only through conflict that you either find yourself or find yourself lacking.  Won't give until until his last breath. If he trusts and likes you, he'll go to the ends of the earth for you. He is hesitant regarding emotional attachments, he doesn't have many friends but those he does have he values more than life itself. His squadron is his family and there's no question about it. When he's with his pack, he falls in with the rest of them, and does his fair share of shenanigans, embracing nonsense like a second skin.

- Things! -
-  Loves craft beers and frequents a number of bar and grills. He likes to experiment with new  types of drinks, from wines to ciders and everything in between.

- Reads a lot. He doesn't watch television and the closest thing to that he gets are videos he watches online or the occasional film. He's not difficult to entertain.

- Has a hard time sleeping, will stay up deep into the night, reading or doing something, to keep his mind from wandering. Less of a chance to dwell on the emptiness that way.

- Had a pet rat named Rolli when he was 6. His dad made him drown him when he found out.

MAGIC/ABILITIES
Telepathy – Above average and he connects easily with the rest of the Valkyries. His telekinesis is meh, at best.

Aerokinesis – Can manipulate the air and it's pathing, use it as a “Force” push to knock an opponent off backwards, or make the air sharp enough to cut with. He's talented enough to even and maintain a “bubble” of breathable air for a short time. His abilities work very well in conjunction with others, to concentrate or spread across an area.

RELATIONSHIPS
Lysand Thayal, Father, Alive – Moved away
Hezekiah Trevaine, Mother, Deceased
Emryn “Emmy” Thayal, Older brother, Deceased
Cuthlain “Colt”, Older Brother, Deceased

The Valkyries - His family, his pack, and he'd fight and die for them.

Adele Samora - Previously referred to as 'rat kid' on first meeting, one of the newest members of the Valkyries, it didn't take long for him to warm up to them. Being bugged by them constantly softened Hannah's initially bristled reaction, and fellow competition in the gym and a shopping trip turned them easily into his best friend, friendly rival, and lover.

Tiberius – Dragon – A scathing, bitchy terror at best, and a cruel and sadistic at worst. She's a moody mistress, and could care less about what Hannibal does in his spare time, as long as he's ready to rock and roll when she is.  She has a taste for bad puns and internet memes.

She's very large, full on elephant sized,  with fully replaced mechanical limbs, and wings. A metal spine rivets down her back and her tail is barbed along the sides, with a large spike at the end, thin and whip like. Horns ride her nose nose and brow, with a mane-like set of tendrils along her neck, usually hanging off to the side, and exhaust vents along her ribcage, that release steam, and open and close with her every breath.

HISTORY
From a family of Solartan “Mudminers,” Hannibal worked in down in those tunnels as soon as he could carry tools until he was 14, when he was discovered to be psychic and drafted into the Candidate program, and slotted into the Valkyries while the Edani War raged on. When the Cease Fire brought him home, his mother and brothers died in a tunnel collapse, and his father had moved away to Haviah.

Epilogue
THREADS
Mist [One-Shot]
Falling with Style [M] [COMPLETE]
Hannibal's Kitchen [COMPLETE]
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