#princefitzherbert

((Yup! ^-^ Missed you <3 ))

"Frost!  You get back here!"

The young man laughed loudly, his bare feet lightly making contact with the ground as he flew deeper into outskirts of the forest.  Paint splattered across his entire body, his guilt was as obvious as a crook with his prize in hand.  His pursuiters may have been quick, but the boy was nibble and quicker, with all the odds in his favor.  The kid flashed a look behind his shoulder. He was just on the verge of shaking them.

Name: Brendan Aidan Fitzherbert Stark  

Personality: Smart, mischievous, devious, funny, cocky, down to earth, outgoing, friendly, blunt, OCD, great cook, rebellious and loyal (yes, I know they contradict eachother, but he is).

Bio: Brendan knows early on exactly what he wants to be when he grows up: a mechanic. He spends too much time in his older dad’s garage, playing with his own toys and watching Tony work. When he gets a little bit older, he learns what his other dad, Eugene, used to do and he falls in love with the concept like it’s a fairytale. He watches too many crime and espionage films, reads too many books, does too much research, even after his parents warn him of the dangers and well… try to remind him it’s unwise. Still, he hides his fixation for the most part and appears to refocus on mechanics, studying hacking and infiltration in the dead of night. Brendan gets very good at it, crafting a username and a style all his own.

He ends up starting off as a mechanic/engineer for the New York Police Department after he goes through college. While there, he studies the inner workings of the system, becoming friendly with the ‘natives’ and watching their habits. He stays on and brings together a small band that work together with him during the night. Instead of just stealing, though, they con in such a way as to give back to those who deserve it and take from those who took, a’la Leverage or Robin Hood and his Merry Men, if you prefer. It’s his way of fixing things that need fixing while also keeping his obsessions and desires in check.

She had loosed it somewhere here. This was where the birds had flown from. With an exasperated sigh she scanned her surroundings, eyes nearly becoming blurry from the effort.

Lifting her head she caught sight of the arrow embedded high in the trunk of a tree, lips twitching with a grin. slinging her bow over her shoulders she began to climb, Angus snorting down below.

"Och, shush." Pulling the arrow with a hard tug she laughed triumphantly, stowing it in her quiver. As her eyes dropped down the ground down below she started at the sight of a man, shaking her head with a small sigh.

((WELL, HOW FUZUCKIN' FAR AWAY ARE YOU? xD I'd go in a heartbeat!))