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Post by ALEXANDER J. DECLAN on Dec 16, 2011 13:12:02 GMT -8
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] B A S I C S ; Name: Alastar (Alexander) James Declan;Alias: Declan, Agent Declan; Alex to friends and less commonly used, AJ;*Alastar only to the few he is actually close to;Gender: Male;Age: Thirty-Two;Sexuality: Undisclosed;Shift: White Tiger;Model: Lee Pace;Player: Maz;Alliance: FBI - Federal Bureau of Investigation;Rank: Field Agent and Criminal/Forensic Psychologist;Degree: Dual Major in Criminal Justice and Social Psychology from UMass Boston;Height: 6'2";Weight: 165lbs;Build: Athletic;Hair: Brown;Eyes: Blue-green;Ethnicity: Irish-American;Shift: More blue-eyed;Accent: Slight Irish accent remaining;Apparel: On the job he’s dressed more business-casual, button-up shirt with or without a tie, leather shoes or boots;
Off the clock he’s all t-shirts and sneakers, sometimes boots – always wears jeans of some sort;Other: Various scars over the years on the job; Bullet wound entry scar just below his left clavicle, exit wound scar on his back between his left shoulder blade and spine – a very close call;Accessories: .40 S&W Sig, taser, badge, kevlar vest, identification, cellphone, wallet, keys, watch, handcuffs;
B A C K G R O U N D ; Parents: Seamus Declan - Deceased; Claire Declan - Alive;Siblings: Aimee Declan - Younger, alive (name subject to change if taken by another player);History: Born and raised in Dublin, Ireland to a produce importer/exporter father, Seamus, and an at-home tailor mother, Claire. As a boy, Alastar got himself into all kinds of mischief and mayhem. He was fearless and headstrong, always taking on challenges from the other boys in his neighborhood. He never turned them down, which resulted in an assortment of several stitches and broken bones throughout his adolescence. Even when his little sister was old enough to tag along and smart enough to keep out of harm’s way in the process, he kept up the daredevil routine. From outrunning guard dogs to climbing trees and fences, jumping creeks and large rocks, even messing with others’ property in the market and rough-housing with bigger boys. He did it all.
That was, until one of his stunts went terribly awry and his sister ended up with a twisted ankle and broken wrist while he bore a heavily bloodied lip and nose. He carried her the whole way home while she held a torn wad of her dress to his bleeding face. After that he wised up, not wanting to put his little sister in any sort of danger or pain like that again. She was brave through the whole ordeal though, silent tears and hushed sniffles were all that came of her. No screaming or sobbing. He always admired that about her - how calm and strong she always was, looking up to her big brother.
Following his fourth year of secondary school, his parents moved the family to the States and established a small produce store as well as a private import/export business to accommodate it out of New York. Alastar then became more regularly known by his name’s American equivalent, Alexander, to better help adjust to the life change. He continued his education as a sophomore in high school too.
During his senior year, his father got mixed up with some pretty bad people with his business. The exact details of which were sketchy at best, even today. But the result of the matter was a grave one, murder. Seamus Declan’s untimely departure from the world. A cruel demise. Still, Alex finished school for the sake of his mother and even went on to college - not only for her, but to also feed his own personal vendetta. He went to UMass to study Criminal Justice and ended up a dual major in Social Psychology as well - aiming to arm himself further for his crusade in his father’s honor. He never believed he was a bad man, he refused to even consider that as an option but instead thought him too innocent. Prone to getting himself taken advantage of and when he got in too deep and couldn’t get out, it buried him. Snuffed his light right out. And for that, Alex was driven to fight for those in similar trouble. He wanted nothing more than to try and untangle the corrupt injustice of the law for his father’s killers were never put away.
He joined the FBI immediately following his graduation, first becoming a Criminal - or Forensic - Psychologist and Profiler. He learned all he could from those he interviewed and studied and also from those of higher rank and more experience. Knowledge is power after all. He eventually worked his way into the field, wanting to put his skills to good use and catch criminals first hand. The experience was thrilling, self-satisfying his need, his craving for justice. Still, nothing would fill the hole inside him from the loss of his father and knowing his killers had gotten away. That there hadn’t been anyone smart enough or driven enough for the case. So Alex set out to accomplish the task himself, re-opening the case and working it despite his superior’s repeated warnings.
He discovered that the killers belonged to an underground group who armed themselves with all kinds of weapons. And they smuggled them in through small private import/export businesses to avoid detection. His father had merely been a victim of circumstance. He was nothing to them but a means to expand and therefore continue doing harm. In the end, Alex brought his father’s killers down and their whole network along with them. But not without consequence. He sustained a near-fatal gunshot just below his left clavicle along with some severe head trauma from the fall following the wound which hospitalized him for months, coma-induced for nearly three. The odds of his survival had been bleak and then chances of waking up, even slimmer. And then his memories and motor skills remaining fully functional and accessible? Barely thought possible.
Though somehow he managed to pull through completely intact. The road to recovery had been rather rough on him. His badge and gun were revoked for three months during his recovery. Then he was suspended from active field duty six months following that. Believed to be a full year’s worth of punishment for his stunts and wrong-doing - he’d taken lives outside of the realm of the law. But the agency deemed it justifiable for the wounds he’d suffered as well as his long recovery and suspension. Punishment enough for them. It’d be a life-time of enduring self-torture for him though. For his actions and judgment. For his vengeance. Lives taken at his own hands, both guilty and innocent. He’d gone off the rails entirely, reckless in his path of destruction regardless of who got in his path. He stopped at nothing, blinded by malevolence, rage in his eyes which made it impossible for him to see through the red.
Still, he’s regarded as one of the better agents and since then has even moved up in rank and returned to active duty in the field for numerous cases. He is still used as a forensic psychologist sometimes. As for his personal life - it’s a rather lonely one filled with cigarettes, booze, take out, the occasional one-night stand, and endless nights of mental torment
His mother ended up moving back to Ireland the year following his recovery. She couldn't handle things in NY on her own anymore. His sister went on to college as well but has stayed close to her big brother to keep him in check;
P S Y C H E ; Personality: Deflection. That probably should be considered his top asset as he is an expert at it. He uses whatever means he can to deflect others from prying into his emotions, often without realizing it. Sarcasm, quips, avoidance, dodging, seducing, projecting, lashing out. All common means of deflection for him to keep others at arm’s length. Never quite too close to see very much into him.
He’s an outwardly good guy. He’s generally kind and courteous. He’s clever but not overly so, not unbearable. Not so bad on the eyes either and he knows it but he does make an effort to keep a clear head about him. Nobody is perfect though, he has his bad days, his slip-ups. He has certainly taken advantage of the affections of others. He has buried himself in the intoxication of booze and desire for physical contact, craving to feel something more only to wake up feeling worse and causing more damage. He can be very self-destructive emotionally because of the things he has seen, learned, and done on the job. It definitely takes its toll over time.
Despite his somewhat regular self-torment routine, he is a very determined and hard working agent. He seeks justice and wants nothing more then for the world to be calm once again. Though the odds seem bleak, he will not stop his fight. It’ll likely destroy him before he’s finished unfortunately. He used to see things only in black and white. But his past and his time with the agency has revealed to him a lot of gray. While he has refused to let it all corrupt him, there have been times where he has slipped into the belief of the ends justifying the means and he has done some damage down that path. He lives with the guilt each and every day for those he’s hurt by his unbridled actions;Strengths: Having studied social psychology as well as criminal justice he has a keen ability to analyze people’s behaviors and motives. Good shot, determined and focused agent, quick-witted, athletically fit, fast to learn, dexterous. Able to deflect most personal advances or attacks on the job;Weaknesses: Deep obscure water, his younger sister, being kissed on the neck and jaw, puts others before himself despite the dangers. With his overly-critical and analytical thinking, while it’s an advantage on the job, it isn’t always beneficial when it comes to his personal life - friendships and relationships sometimes suffer as he tends to come off as abrasive. Sometimes too cynical;Fears: IBED’s progress, dying slowly and painfully, out-living his younger sister, deep obscure water;Habits: Smoker; Drinker though not too heavily; Tries to use sex as a means of escaping emotional pain/distress (sometimes catching himself before any harm is done as he does it without a want for any sort of lasting connection);Skills: Sharpshooting, lock-picking, hot-wiring, acute observation, profiling, easily picks up on technical skills of mechanical, electrical, and programmable natures such as repairing, wiring, re-programming;
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