Formerly Ansel Alexei Grey. Emphasis on 'formerly.'
Brotherhood or nothing.
I don't play games anymore.
Age 23, Aquapsionic manipulator.
Capable of breathing and withstanding massive pressure underwater, controlling underwater pulses and waves, and generally making use of anything liquid.
I've been recently learning to bring my skills to use on land, but to little avail. Electromagnetic pulses are within my grasp, but just barely, and I usually do more harm to myself and bystanders than my target.
Mother was a hypersensitive telepath. I hope I'm not. I hear voices now and then-- bits of thought slipping through on their own-- and I hate it. I'd rather numb that ability altogether than hone it, but in the end, I'm willing to do anything to further the Brotherhood's progress.
I'm clumsy, but I do okay in hand-to-hand and strife combat. By "okay" I mean that I can usually-- maybe-- get in a hit or two then run like hell. When it comes to above-water fights, I prefer the smoking metal over fists and blades. Papa was a gunsmith and taught me plenty before they took him in.
I'm a GQ motherfucker and damn proud of it.
Volt, I'm sorry. You know I'll always hold you dearly in my heart. But this is what I am.
I'll give the Brotherhood everything I have.
OOC: Heh, it’s fine. I’ll, uh, get over it.
IC: Perhaps I could ask him. Though I guess I have no problem walking out to train in the bay; it’s just that I have to do it late at night, and it’s a bit of a long walk to go by myself in the dark. And, eheh, I was supposed to meet…
Oh, r-really? I, ah, I’d like that very much. It’s safer to have someone around when I’m training in an open area versus somewhere confined, like a pool. Perhaps one of these nights we could go. That’d be nice.
Yeah, I imagine he’s incredibly busy and I wouldn’t want to get in the way of his work. I’m certainly not the only one who’s volunteered to help with the blood-testing. Though I do think, as far as our studies go, we could benefit each other immensely. In due time, I suppose.