#>musing

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 .

name: Dr. (or Cmdr.) Silas Lane Alderin nickname: Si (pronounced like Sigh) age: 36 (37 on December 10th) species: Human (Ursari in supernatural/fantasy au)

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 .

morality: neutral good religion: though he was technically raised Catholic, Silas doesn’t give much thought to religion these days, feeling that it historically causes more harm than good (his own personal experience with his mother’s faith contributed heavily to this) sins: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy  / wrath virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice known languages:  Fluent English & Spanish, some Vulcan, some Brunali, trying to learn ASL secrets: he nearly always comes off like he has his shit together, but is generally a high-functioning depressive and workaholic

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 .

build: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average height: 6′3″ scars/birthmarks: how about tattoos?  full sleeves from shoulder to wrist, a golden sun at the base of his neck/between his shoulders, mirrored florals on both calves, and a small starfleet insignia flanked by the three stars of Polaris low on his hip abilities/powers: thinks on his feet and works well under immense pressure (shifts into a giant fucking bear in fantasy/supernatural au) restrictions: pathetically falls in not-real love with anyone who’s friendly to him

𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 .

food: he’s partial to unhealthy things and counteracts this with heavy exercise pizza topping: everything but anchovies colour: black and blue music genre: alternative, classic rock, soft folk movie genre: Horror, comedy and true crime curse word: fuck fuck fuckity fuck scents: sandalwood & vanilla, warm spices, a sharp ocean breeze

𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 .

top or bottom: switch sings in the shower: and everywhere else likes puns: he might roll his eyes right out of his head