Sorin Vasile

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guardian

Uta No Prince Sama -- Tokiya Ichinose

5'10

147lbs

Sorin has medium dark blue hair parted on the left side and brushed over to the right to make the right side thicker. He has one lock in the middle of his face going down to his nose. His eyes are blue, but depending on the lighting, they can be light or dark blue. He usually wears different forms of dark attire, some being extremely fancy, and others being only moderately fancy, when he wants to be. However, whatever outfit he chooses to wear, it is primped and pressed and worn to perfection.

-Having some authority in a situation
-Alone time
-reading
-Watching others from a distance........ totally not stalking

-'loose' men and women, aka sluts
-arrogant people
-Being alone
-Being overly talkative

-He comes off as snobbish
-Can be a bit bossy
-He might have a small attitude problem
-Can be a little obsessive if something interests him

-Caring
-He protects those who need protecting
-He loves learning new things
-He's a very classy person
-He's the master of Fancy

Sorin is usually carrying a notebook around with him to take notes on the things around him. If he finds out something interesting going on in the world that any of his employers need to know about then he informs them, for a price.

Sorin also carried a camera with him. He takes pictures of those he finds to be interesting subjects, without them knowing it.

He will sometimes pretend to be a cheerful and bright guy to get on someone's good side if he needed to.

He has a lot of spy equipment that he uses, to... totally not stalk people.

He has an all silver long sword with a completely silver handle and one red ruby on the edge of the handle

only members of consecro can have sigils. This is a human member's supplied weapon, allowing them to fight spiritual forces, even if their reiryoku is weak. Do not fill this out unless your character is part of consecro. These weapons are always released, meaning that their powers can be used at any time, as long as the sigil is in possession.

name: Manjusha (Hindi for jewel box)

description: His sigil is his 1 inch thick silver ring which he wears on his middle finger on his right hand. It is completely silver aside from one small, light blue orb. He keeps this orb on the side of his palm, not wanting to show it to the world.

type: Crystal manipulation

techniques:
Name: Nix (snow in latin)
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 3 posts
Cost: mid
Range: long
Description: Sorin summons a crystal ball with a snowflake pattern on the inside of it. He launches these balls at his opponents, able to make them go in different directions, and they shatter. They completely shatter whenever they hit a surface, launching three small, sharp snowflakes per crystal ball out in separate directions. The crystal ball and snowflakes will disappear after three posts.

Name: scintillula (Latin for sparkle)
Type: Passive
Cooldown: 3 posts
Cost: mid
Range: short
Description: Sorin brings his hands together and summons a large crystal ball. This crystal ball is bright silver, and it glimmers greatly. It's a completely solid structure, however very fragil. He drops it on the ground and it shatters, releasing a very sparkly substance up to 10 feet in the air and 10 feet in circumference of the dropped area. It makes things in that small area very hard to see. The sparkles disperses after two posts.

Name: fumus (smoke in Latin)
Type: offensive
Cooldown: 3 posts
Cost: mid
Range: mid
Description: Sorin brings his hands together and summons a large jagged crystal ball. This crystal ball is black with areas on the inside that look like multicolored smokes, but is really small crystalline fragments in the ball. He shoots the ball at his enemy, and it breaks on contact, releasing the smoke about 10 feet of the circumference of the dropped area. The ball can stab whoever it makes contact with, as well as make it hard to see around them. The smoke disperses after two posts.

Name: Protego (Latin for protect)
Type: defensive
Cooldown: 3 posts
Cost: mid
Range: short
Description: Sorin forms a jagged ball around himself, blocking him from one attack. It shatters immediately after being hit, no matter how weak or strong the attacker was. However, since it is jagged, it has a high chance of stabbing whoever hits/breaks it.

Sorin grew up essentially as a loner, but only because he had no clue what to say to others. Whenever someone had tried to speak to him he tried looking at them and talking but only managed to fumble with his words. After awhile, he stopped caring how to put things. They left him anyway, so he began to speak only what was on his mind. That caused a whole lot of hurt feelings, but he didn't care. They didn't care how he felt, so why should he care about them?

His lack of caring about other's feelings caused Sorin to lead a lonely life. His only social interactions were his imaginary friends and himself. Eventually he grew out of the imaginary friend phase and only had himself to talk to. It wasn't much for him to look forward to when he woke up, causing him to not even want to wake up each morning. He would have spoken to his parents, if he had any. His father died a month before his birth, and his mother died during his birth. His life was destined to turn out lonely.

Around Sorin's first year of high school he began to question how life actually was. He stood in the shadows, and stalked around, trying to find other meanings to life to see what people did with their spare time. Reading was beginning to be a bore for him. He needed to do something else. If life couldn't interest him, was there any point living? He tried following several different people to see if they had any answers, yet none did.

One day he found something else when he saw a group of very suspicious people. They likely had the answers to making life not as boring, even if it was only one or two answers. He followed them and watched them go on some sort of make believe adventure that didn't look very convincing until a sort of power was emitted from one of the people. He couldn't believe what he saw, but he had to. It could be just what he was missing, and he was right. He followed those people until one of them actually noticed him. Luckily for him, he was only approached once the others were gone. He was asked many questions that led to his eventual joining of the Consecro.

He had no powers, so he was given a Sigil, which took the form of a ring. They had a power that was difficult to learn at first, but he knew he was the only one who could use it effectively. He had a feeling in his gut that it could only be him. It took various missions, but he was able to finally have a great grasp of what he was doing. His power wasn't as simple as throwing things at people most of the time. There were effects he had to learn, which was the hardest part of his power.

Sorin's time in the Consecro was not a full waste. He began doing things on his own, which led to his curiosity causing trouble. Sorin had his camera with him a majority of the time, and he took pictures of almost everything. Mostly without anyone's acknowledgment. He quickly became powerful enough to be promoted in the Consecro, which to him gave him more privileges. He began to travel away from his home country to Rome often, even if he was bored in that city.

Sorin made it a point to not waste his time there. It was a complete waste of money that didn't come easily to him, even if his trips were paid for. He took as much pictures of the people in the Consecro as he possibly could, and sold it off as information to whoever was the highest bidder. This led to him becoming a sort of informant. He began getting paid to get information on others, as well. This led to him gaining a large sum of money in a short amount of time. He sometimes felt like he was the richest man in Lithuania, which wasn't at all true. Although he could be considered the richest in his city, but he also never spent his money on petty things and lived as modestly as he possibly could. Knowing he could afford luxuries was always a joy in his mind, but he never bought them.

He was generally pleased with what the Consecro were doing for him. He began to feel more loyal to them. He could be free with them, even if he didn't like the city they were situated in. The people there were generally likable. There were a few psychopaths here and there, but he did his best to avoid them. He had to collaborate with them a few times in order to complete his missions, but soon he became strong enough to barely need help at all. He didn't have the years of experience on his belt, but he was a quick learner. That alone was enough to help him in his experiences. Although he still liked helping those who came to him, seeing as he found the members to be some sort of mock family for him. He cared deeply for them, even if they weren't as tightly knit as he wanted.

Sorin stopped selling information on the Consecro. They were the people that gave him a different life. They gave him something that wasn't boring, that wasn't dull or lifeless, so simply giving out their secrets felt like it lacked class. He did his best to complete anything and everything for them flawlessly, even if he was involved in a few scuffles every once in awhile. Perfection was something he wanted to pride himself on. He also wanted to think he knew everything he needed to know, and more. Which wasn't that far off from the truth. Since he wasn't a very noticeable or flashy person, he wasn't as suspicious, even if spotted multiple times in an area. His job in the Consecro was going well, and his side job of selling information was doing wonders. To him, he was living perfectly.

Natas decided it was time to pay a friendly visit to the Vatican. The other sins were on generally bad terms with everyone and everything they came in touch with, but not him. No, he wasn't on the same level as those psychopaths. He was far superior, but they didn't need to know he thought that. Hell, they didn't even need to know he existed. His job as an assassin was to stay in the shadows and go in for a silent kill. He was trained to do the unexpected, never allowing his enemy to predict his movements. The other sins were his enemies as well. Those vile creatures tarnished his name without him even being caught doing anything. Natas didn't take lightly to these show off bastards drawing too much attention to themselves and everyone around them. Especially if he was the one around them.

Natas knew the only way to become one completely unknown was to kill the other sins. The best way to do that, and likely a few of his 'enemies' at the Vatican without actually being present is to start a team death match between the two, with himself watching silently from the background. Just because he was the embodiment of a sin, didn't mean he was evil. Well, he did eat people, but that is considered a religious practice in some areas. Besides, that was only when there was no other food around.

Hell, Gluttony was one of the least evil titles you could possibly have. Of course, you're expected to be fat, but he always proved those who expected that wrong, then proceeded to eat them whole once he had proven himself. He was merely a guy with an appetite, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Befriending the people of the Consecro would be possibly the least expected move in the book, but showing he came in peace was likely a way to gain their trust. Hopefully they had some class and didn't attack a man who was in no mood to fight. He only came there to talk to them, and maybe take a few of the weaker ones into a secret area and eat them while no one was looking. However, he would rather not harm any of them immediately. He wanted to gain the trust of

There was an entire group of strong spiritual beings in one area. They were obviously planning something. 'They predicted we would come. It's a fucking surprise party, aren't you excited?' Natas knew Alvaro was joking around, but something did seem wrong with that room. He tried to think of all the possible reasons there could be so many strong people in an area at once, but all that came to mind each time was a meeting. That was the better place to wait at, rather than just walking in through the front. Even though he risked being ambushed by all the strong beings when they exited the room.

He stood by the entrance when he heard a loud blast and a familiar reiatsu. It was definitely Leto, the self proclaimed queen bitch of all the sins. Since she was there, there was no use in trying to befriend any of them if they were currently being attacked. Leave it to others to fuck his plans up. Natas brought his hand to his face and rested it there, not even sure how pissed off he was that she had to choose that day to screw with them. "Fuck it. I'm done. Alvaro, do whatever you please." Alvaro took the chance to take over their body, with permission this time, and began laughing like an idiot. "Oh, my pleasure."

Alvaro walked to the door then kicked it, shooting it across the room. He walked in the room, but stood close to the exit just in case. "PRAISE THE SUN!" Alvaro yelled at ceiling, or the hole in it, while raising his arms. Praising the sun gods was always a way to enter a religious area, he just hoped he had the religion right. If not, then screw them. Those bitches needed to praise the fucking sun.

After his grand entrance, Alvaro took the time to look around the room to see who he was dealing with. What this was, was a room full of chicks. He felt overpowered by all the tits, but instantly felt bad ass once he saw there was at least one guy with him. He walked over to that man, with strangely fabulous hair, and stood beside him. "So many bitches here, man" He winked at the smaller man and tried to speak as sexily as possible. "What do you say we exit this place and have a little cake? You can be the plate." He laughed, then placed his hands on his hips. At least he made an impression on someone there. That was an accomplishment all in itself.

AV-0

HAN: 16
REI: 15
HAK: 14
SEI: 16
BUK: 15
HOH: 14
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 90

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