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*Ain’t no grave gonna keep my body down…*
Rahmi Ayden{ALIASES}Lazarus
{AGE}Official records state he’s 38. Having no access to this or anything else, he has no idea!
{GENDER, SEXUALITY}Male, homosexual
{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}Human? He’s super sure he’s human. Pretty sure.
{HEIGHT/BUILD}6’ because I like that number, okay don’t judge me.
Kind of a lean musculature sort of build.
{OCCUPATION}He has NO idea! Yaaaaay!
{RESIDENCE}This is a nice hole in the ground.
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{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}Tall, with broad shoulders and wrapped in lean muscle, there’s plenty of evidence that whoever Lazarus once was, it was definitely a man of some discipline. Years of drilling have sunken into every line of his being, and everything from the way he stands to the way he walks screams military. His skin is a dark tan, and his hair, twisted and braided into tightly coiled dreads as it is, is a deep brown. His eye (because there is only one anymore) is a bright, pale seafoam green, and full of the alertness that you would also expect from someone who’s known nothing but conflict for most of his life. Which would be true!
The marks of said conflict are pretty obvious. Both his arms have been amputated from the upper bicep down, and replaced with rather sophisticated cybernetic prosthetics. They’ve gotten scratched and dinged over the years, but careful cleaning and some routine maintenance (how he knows how to do maintenance is anyone’s guess) have kept them largely operational despite the copious dust and dirt. His right eye is also missing, though the wound is far more fresh, the molten scarring taking up a good portion of his face. He usually wears a simple black patch over the empty socket, which is as equally burnt out.
{PERSONALITY}Quiet, cautious and largely solitary, Lazarus does possess a good heart. He likes helping people if given the choice to do so, and will often go out of his way to assist if he sees someone struggling. He doesn’t talk much about himself, because there’s not much to tell— he has no idea who he is or where he came from, and after a certain point trying to explain that sort of thing just gets old.
Still, he’s not un-friendly. He enjoys being around others, and likes people as a general rule. But something always keeps nagging at him, compelling him to keep moving, some base instinct that makes it so he never stays in one place for very long.
Fun Facts!:- The blow to his head not only took his eye, but a good portion of his hearing. He’s largely deaf, and completely so on his right side, and as such has a little issue with volume control while speaking. Usually he just scribbles what he needs to say down in a little notepad.
- He likes cats. Cats are good critters. He always gets little treats if he knows one is nearby.
- Somehow, he knows how to drive most military-grade ground vehicles. Even more interesting, is he knows how to repair them. And can pretty much apply that knowledge to civilian cars in a pinch.
- Really likes to stargaze in his free time. Can point out specific stars and name them, but has his favorites.
{SPECIAL ABILITIES}If he has an ability hidden away, he doesn’t remember it.
{RELATIONSHIPS}Someone Special. He doesn’t know who they are, or where, or even what they looked like. But he knows they were important, and they live at Home. But no matter how much he tries, he can’t remember more than that.
{HISTORY}Lazarus was found in a shallow grave out in the Edani frontier. He can remember the taste of the dirt, but nothing before being dug up again. Little clues keep popping up, and he hopes that one day the clues will actually amount to something.
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