#lenoxsyed

Within the glass ceiling of the Conservatory, the otherwise cold Chicago air is now without cutting wind, with only sunlight inescapably passing through and heating the building up. You would never find Eoin Dougherty in a place like this, however prized or proud of it the Collective is. The air is thick with heated air and the smell of an assortment of plants, most of which Eoin doesn’t recognise nor cares to learn about, forgoing even reading any placards to check a name. Plants are just plants to him, and he’s never put much stock in them.

His being here is not coincidental. His being here is not even voluntary, and it shows on the look on his face. This is going to be an event with too many people, too many fake smiles, too much interaction, and too much risk. Now, the latter he could deal with; his high risk high reward rule of living put him in this exact situation, and it isn’t something he ever really questioned until this exact day.

A suit. Not just that, a tie. He feels as though between the stifled air, the plants’ perfumes, and the hangman’s noose feigning fashion around his neck, he’s going to suffocate within the next five minutes. And yet, aside from the harsh glare on his face, his folded arms, and the way he refuses to even acknowledge anyone, Eoin stays put. He watches and waits until this traumatic event in his life is over and done with.

First thing he will do is dissolve the godsmitten tie.

And within a second, at the hint — a glance — of a dark-eyed man, Eoin feels his body tense. His feet move before his brain reacts, and even as he sees Lenox Syed approach — he hasn’t noticed him yet, has he? — Eoin is already looking for the nearest place to hide, or to just somehow get away from the impending situation.

3.) What was the worst thing in your character’s life?

The worst thing was the night he discovered his powers. The helplessness, fear, and shame he felt when he realized his fellow peers wanted to hurt him for being favored, compounded with the shame and fear that came after he realized he was going to be used for what he thought was the rest of the life, always stuck with him. It’s what he draws on to keep him moving forward and keeping himself free of attachments. It’s where he began to believe that he was the only one who really wanted him to succeed and live his own life. Anyone else who tried to get close clearly wanted to use him as some sort of tool.

4.) What seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?

The first time he scraped his knees, the burn and the surprise at how bright and colorful his blood was.

The sound of the lock on his door clicking shut so he couldn’t escape at night when he was young.

The way Orian’s belt looked like the night he was finally free. 

The extra annoying piece of Isaac’s hair that wouldn’t stay down the first time they had the displeasure of meeting. ( @replicaticns )

The jingle of Neve’s earrings. ( @nevekaplan )

6.) What is your character reluctant to tell people?

Anything. Literally anything. Trying to get him to talk is like pulling teeth. He will most likely ignore you or sneer or walk away or make an excuse to leave. He actively tries to avoid people.

5. Does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?

Jordan’s hobbies fill up the time they aren’t working. Reading books and being snobbish about coffee isn’t too too expensive, but it is a big part of his down time. He’s always been more of an introverted and reclusive person, so his downtime is important to him. He’s an old man. He likes his coffee and quiet, hence, the tumblr name lmao.

11.) For what would your character give their life?

Jordan is notoriously self-centered. For almost all of his life, he was the only that ever thought about his own well-being. For the orphanage, he was a tool of oppression against his people, not really a proper person. He feels similarly about his place in the Kings. He does what he needs to for protection, but it is all very self-centered around his own survival. He values his own life above everything else, so this question is a very loaded one for Jordan.