KHAL, azael drogon

azael drogon khal

• never surrender by skillet •

•• USERNAME ;; katy
•• GENDER ;; i'm a lady!
•• AGE ;; twenty
•• CONTACT ;; pm for AIM
•• EXPERIENCE ;; ten years
•• PASSWORD ;; edited
•• OTHER CHARACTERS ;;

•• FULL NAME ;; azael drogon khal
•• NICKNAME ;; az
•• AGE ;; twenty-seven
•• BIRTHDAY ;; may 11th
•• GENDER ;; male
•• SEXUALITY ;; heterosexual
•• PROFESSION ;; canine cop - guns dealer
•• SPECIES ;; nephilim
•• ABILITY ;; omnilingualism

•• PLAYBY ;; joseph gordon-levitt
•• ETHNICITY ;; german
•• COMPLEXION ;; pale
•• HEIGHT ;; six-feet
•• WEIGHT ;; 210
•• BODY TYPE ;; slender musclar
•• HAIR COLOR ;; brunette
•• EYE COLOR ;; shadow brown
•• SCARS ;; none
•• BODY ART ;;

Ancient runic symbols that travel around his body that can easily be covered up in his uniform. Also has a pair of black wings spurting out from each of his shoulder blades, the right side torn and mangled.

•• OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ;;

If you asked others to describe Azael Khal three words would tumble from their lips: tall, dark and handsome. Standing exactly six feet (average height for most men) the male’s strong physique turns heads for a second glance. From a faraway distance Azael’s eyes almost appear black, most times either scaring others away or further entrancing them. Up close one will notice the specs of light hazel that twinkle with mischief whenever an idea or dirty thought pops into his head. His hair is a dark shade of brown, almost raven black, sleeked back most days to keep out of his eyes. There are times where he’ll go without a haircut, letting the locks grow long to fall into his eyes. Then his chief would nag his ass about getting it cut, turning it into a spiky uniform look to fit in with the rest of the officers. Azael typically dresses just as any other male would: comfortable and light. He doesn't have the worst fashion sense, but it’s hard to part the man from his leather jacket. His wings are a pathetic sight – one stands out magnificent, glorified in raven feathers while the other wing is mangled, broken with feathers burnt off as if some angel had taken him down to only burn him later.

•• STRENGTHS ;;
- Quick thinking
- Strong willed
- Sarcasm
- Physical fighting
- Car jacking
•• WEAKNESSES ;;
- Innocent lives being at stake
- A good brew of ale
- Motorcycles
- A beautiful girl's smile
- Internal Struggle of good vs. evil
•• LIKES ;;
- Salted peanuts
- Alcohol (beer specifically)
- Sun-sets
- Blowing off steam at the shooting range
- Early morning jogs
•• DISLIKES ;;
- Majority of vegetables
- Being judged on his past/appearance
- Watching those he loves fall in pain
- Being schemed out of money
- Gambling
•• AMBITIONS ;;
- Track down the man who raped his mother
- Find a steady relationship
- Get a pay raise
•• FEARS ;;
- Becoming like his father
- Not being strong enough to protect others
- Giving into his dark side
•• SECRETS ;;
-He is the product of rape

•• PERSONALITY ;;

STRATEGIC: As a military commander has command over their army, Azael Khal is not any different. While he rules his team with a iron fist in this power comes great respect. As any leader they should have the skills to formulate plans. This trait comes in handy when in the heat of a battle. Azael never enters a fight without some sort of a strategy, but this doesn't mean he can't make up his own battle style on the spot. Instead, Azael rather know his chances of winning, and if the odds are low then he'll find a way to over come the outcome. His strategy usually is considered unorthodox, frowned upon by most. However, there are times in his life where he jumps head first into a fight not considering the consequences. That's rare, only in dire emergencies, but most times Azael enjoys having a plan to execute.

CALCULATING: It isn't uncommon for Azael to size up people. He typically does this to about ninety-nine percent of the population. This is just Azael's way of protecting himself. He first must observe people both in and out of their comfort zone. Then he'll calculate the type of personality they have along with skill level when dealing with certain obstacles. Sometimes his own bias gets in the way leaving Azael to judge right off the bat before actually getting to know another person. He doesn't believe in the saying "never judge a book by its cover," and will just instantly write people off if they don't seem worthy of his time. This part of his personality comes into play when in battle. First he has his own strategy to winning, but its the research he does before hand that usually claims him the victory. Azel tries his best to test any challenger, putting them in certain situations to see if they will freeze. This is just his way of measuring up their skill level.

SILENT: He is a man of few words. Along with his calculating demeanor, Azael has both introverted and extroverted characteristics. It all really depends on his mood. Some days he'll enjoy going to the bar with a few friends, others are spent alone. He wants to appear strong and be feared in a way so he can gain respect. Showing weakness is just a tool others can use against him. Azael isn't about to let anyone try to gain leverage over him. So instead he keeps a silent but deadly aurora around him. This typically keeps people within arms reach, others far to annoyed by his cocky personality to even want to push back his protective bubble. Azael also has a a hard time of addressing his own feelings, finding it hard to tell someone he loves them or even announce his feelings. Instead he keeps it all locked away, lips closed in silence that he'd never dare utter anything.

PROTECTIVE: For those who get the privilege of having his respect also have Azael's undying loyalty. Even if he keeps up this grim attitude, he is the type of man who will drop everything to ensure the safety of a friend. Since he doesn't allow people to get extremely close people don't know about this side to him. Only his brother have experienced this first hand. After his mother had another slip of depression, Azael instantly packed his things to help his mother. Azael also has a strong sense of right and wrong and will typically interfere in arguments if he sees the means too. This rare indeed, but Azael still possesses some sort of admirable traits that can get him back on someone's good side. Just he doesn't choose to be the nice guy in the situation and will instead just act like a total complete asshole to anyone he seems fit.

TEMPER: While Azael keeps forth a cool front that could literary chill people there is a deep hidden rage inside of him. This usually comes forth when things aren't going according to plan. When he's angry its almost nearly impossible to try to cool him down. Typically he can snap out of it to revert back to his older self, but there have been times where he's gone on a rampage, taking his anger out on others. This is a less desirable trait he has and Azael wishes there was a way he could just erase from his being. He knows to be a decent man must remain level headed. Yet there are times when he completely loses it, or gets angry over the smallest detail. This is due to his inability to address emotions, keeping them all corked up until finally released from the building pressure inside. Anyone who dares tries to lay a finger or threaten his loved ones will never hear the end of his wrath.

ARROGANT: This is another trait that is quite stand-offish to most people. Paul has a great sense of pride. He prides himself upon his achievements in life often times looking down upon others as if they are beneath him. Nine times our of time he will believe this. However, there are circumstances where he does back down and acknowledge a far superior person than himself. He respects his elders, especially his uncle wise words that have stuck with him throughout the years: when one life meets another a new life is formed. It's taken him some time to figure this out and yet still finds it hard to even begin to explain. Azael was blessed with rather handsome appearance that's gotten him out of many situations before. After roaming with a gang in his youth, he doesn't fear much these days after having to face the many tasks giving to him. The male does get to the point where he'll talk down to some people he doesn't seem worthy, not realizing their feelings before speaking or proceeding with action.

•• HOMETOWN ;; Berlin, Germany
•• ACCENT ;; German
•• LANGUAGES ;;
German - Read, speak, write - but due to his power he is able to understand any human language.
•• WEALTH ;; middle class
•• RESIDENCE ;; townhouse
•• MOTHER ;; Mary, forty-two, nurse - deceased
•• FATHER ;; Drogo, fifty-seven, whereabouts unknown
•• SIBLINGS ;; NONE
•• EXTENDED FAMILY ;; Uncle: Raul, forty-seven, ex-military/engineer
•• PETS ;; Grayson - German Shepard - canine partner
•• HISTORY ;;

It was another typical night at the hospital for Mary Khal. The emergency room was flocked with patients, all complaining about upset stomachs, or bringing in their children for free shots. There were a few minor gun shots and stabs wounds that found their way into the hospital, but nothing out of the ordinary. She worked the night shifts due to the higher pay and scheduling since most of the day shift nurses already had families. The woman was young, in her mid-twenties with every aspect of her life pulling together harmoniously. That all changed after she’d gotten off work, walking through the hospital garage at five in the morning to her beat up Nissan. Before she could even get in the car a man came up behind her, dragged a knife to her throat while hands groped at her body seductively. After that moment she was raped, left naked in the parking garage crying as a doctor had finally stumbled upon her broken body. From that moment her life changed – one sing pillowing up after the other as she wound pregnant. She dropped all ties with the outside world, secluding on her own with the support of a brother as she gave birth to the bastard’s child. Abortion was against her religious beliefs, and so was giving the child up for adoption. So Mary made a decision to keep the child despite the painful memories that continued to wash over her.

Azael grew up in a strict household after that. His mother was working long hours, still avoiding her son at all cost. That left a majority of the work to be picked up by his uncle Raul. The man was once in the military, keeping the house spotless and scolding the boy for making messes. It’s one of the reasons Azael is anal about his own cleanliness along with his cleaning routines. Whenever his mother was home she drank herself into a stupor – that was the only time she could face her son: drunk. Azael tried hard in his early years in life, getting good grades and even participating in sporting events. None of his achievements seemed to snap his mother out of her nightmare. From that moment when he turned sixteen, Azael decided to obtain attention by following the dark side. He cut school, smoked weed around the street corner and even joined a small gang. When he was asked to kill another human being was when Azael finally changed his life around. He was old enough to move out, going to police academy to become a cop. All the injustice he’d committed would better be served protecting others in order to make up for his sins.

A meteor landed upon the world further changing the environment. He’d finally graduated his police training, training a German Sheppard as his own partner to work the streets or airport. One night after stepping out of a steaming shower a pair of broken angel wings morphed from his back. Horrified the male made a pathetic attempt to put them out, only having them re-grow back in their deformed state. From that moment he looked up meanings to his existence, figuring out answers to his questions. There’d always been a mix of light and darkness that shared space within his soul. Recently he’d heard of his mother’s passing, a suicide to be exact as the pain of the years finally had grieved her enough to commit one of the lethal sins. Azael now resides in Britain for the funeral – taking time off from his job with his trusted canine partner to enjoy life and find out more about himself.