For me height and eye color go into the appearance. I will, however, put his weight in the weight section. Also likes and dislikes, even habits goes into the personality section. So I also cut out those bits, since it seemed redundant
Its 1:31 am in the morning I will finish the history tomorrow.
Ethnic Background: A mix of Ruassian and Middle Eastern. His accent is quite heavy still, even with the known knowledge of English. Its a strange cocktail of Ruassian and Middle eastern accent. He rolls a lot of his words and sentences together. And speaks in choppy way sometimes forgetting words like "it" and "be" and others words of that nature. A sentence may turn out like, "I machine" instead of "I am". Yes he speaks Ruassian and Arabic, but he may cocktail them together and speak Ruarabic for the hell of it.
As you wonder the station you find yourself in a section you don't know. You begin to turn yourself around and around, but can't seem to find your way out. This is the last time you volunteer to get papercups from the cabinets. This is nowhere near the cabinets. You hear someone's footsteps, being lost and scared you ready yourself for an attacker. As you swing your hand its caught quite easily by a handsome young man. You know who this young man is, but you still find yourself embarassed. In his rather off handed and heavy accent he explains or it is somewhat explained that he was sent to get you. You apologize for the inconvenience you have created. He just stares at you for a second. He's easily the most foreign looking of the group. All though being space has lessened the darken tan of his skin, its now a beautiful palish golden color. His dark jet black hair falls messly and his bangs end up in his eyes. His hair reminds you of a cloud with both how soft it looks and how it sticks up in odd places. But he has a set of sharp, electric blue eyes. His features are so strange, both sharp with strong bone structure. Yet, soft and princely. Like both cocktail of European and Middle Eastern are clearly defined in his face. He stands at agood 5'2, only an inch taller than you. He wears part of what appears to be a uniform, but not the one of the space station. A button black shirt with well tailored black dress pants, and long military style boots
. And a long black military coat
with two button holes. He wears black gloves perfect for handling driving gear in space though. He notices your stare and you turn away. He finally drags you to where you belong, you thank him, but he walks off without another word. Exactly like image
-Its the art style to give the monotone look. He isn't that pale in real life.
Personality: Rook isn't much a talker, well actually truth of the matter is in fact that he doesn't talk at all. And whenever he does its usually what he finds the most important to tell everyone. To bad his English is so esqued and broken up. To most he appears as a wild animal, his hair is mangled and unkempt. His eyes are fierce like a predator stalking his prey, which means most of his past time is staring at his crew mates watching them do ordinary things. Leaving them feeling kind of uneasy around him sometimes. Rook is much more like a wild child all though now in well pressed clothes and his hair is short and taken care...kind of; he still much more like an animal. His history explains this in more detail. Despite being in a more civilized world and being more civilized a lot of his training doesn't go out of the way. He's both cautious and quite good at battle. He's always on guard. In battle he's fierce and fights like an experienced warrior. He's crazy and does crazy things, and not psycho crazy, but just fights with a wild fire nature. All though Rook only appears to be another soldier bred from waring terrorist faction cities, his own moral codes are quite different from what you would get if he were just a simple mindless tool. Actually the truth in fact is that he's more a guardian or protector. He believes in the freedom of people and to be free. To free people and help people. He only kills those who truly need to be killed, those that are wicked and are in the name of truly cruel. Much of his confidence and strength in battle comes from this ideal of paving a future for the innocent to live free again. He fights with a cause and reason, despite appearing as nothing more than a soldier. He's gentle when he has to be and he's strong and without guilt or shame in other areas. He doesn't appreciate when people make fun of his English, but takes it in good nature. His hobbies tend to include finding all the stars and the galaxies and writing them in his astronomy journal. Actually ever since he was brought here into this group he finds himself with an interesting world. Funny enough he collects glowing star packs which he puts on the ceiling of his room. He tends to dislike those who hurt innocence and it has been seen once that it threw him into a angry fury. It was never stated that Rook couldn't be tempermental. He'll let you know when he dislikes something. He also has a fondness for pudding, something he has never had before in his life.
History: Under constructionMobile Suit Description:
Name- Guardian Gundam
It wings spread out and seemed to catch every ray of the sun. It appeared angry or maybe that was simply a figment of their imaginations, as they stared at it unsheathing its swords. They knew now that they were going to die. And all though they couldn't feel any form of regret because these were their beliefs. They still prayed as the Guardian came towards them.
Primary Weapon- Two laser pistol guns
Secondary Weapons- Two swords as seen in the picture on the back hip part
Unique Systems- Unknown