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[ pixies do exist! ]

Created on 2006-10-15 02:02:59 (#11389091), last updated 2007-04-29

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Name:	Jax Ressin

Bio

Character Name: Jax Ressin
Canon Source: Kim Harrison's Rachel Morgan series
Age: Nineteen (19)
Present Location: Midgar, Riku's desk; lives in Home.
Residential time: Two weeks
Occupation: Police Officer for the State Military
Sexual Orientation: Those who have asked... Didn't survive.

Basic Personality: Jax is four inches of reckoning. Despite his obvious disadvantage in size, the pixie isn't a force to be played with, as his temper isn't exactly child friendly. He tends to say things long before he has the opportunity to consider it, though shares the belief that honesty is the key to success... In anything. He isn't one to soften a verbal blow, and most certainly, what comes to mind is quickly coming out of his mouth. This would give him a slight characteristic of possible idiotic qualities, but he is far more intellectual than most.

However, if someone does manage to gain his trust - not entirely difficult to do - Jax is terribly protective over those he cares for, and will put himself in harm's way to ensure their safety. He's pixie-dust friendly, an unfortunate natural weapon used often at his dispense toward any who manages to crawl beneath his skin. But he isn't necessarily violent, unless drove to similar means, and will try to argue his way out of a tight spot.

When his trust is gained, and he feels there is a likewise connection, he is easily wounded by remarks, or what he may find to be confined information. He's obnoxiously curious with the business of the world, and all that is happening in Neisenma, and doesn't take it lightly when something is with-held from him. If caught on a good day, most would consider him friendly, and easily persuaded into strange activities with a few drops of honey (a definite sugar-drunk); he likes conversation, though can be vulgar depending, and has the occasional air of loneliness about him.

Aside from that.. He's a pixie. They're just regular pains in the ass.

Background: Jax arrival was nothing short of life-threatening; Pixie's have a terrible weakness to the cold, and will slip into hibernation if exposed to extremes, possibly leading to their inevitable death. And though rain isn't a present weakness, it certainly did cause discomfort.

Central Neisenma was a powerful calling, and though he had longed to remain to at least admire the metropolis, the pixie youth had realized an uncanny need to seek heat; so where does one travel when wishing to see the sun? Bikanel Desert, of course, and the residing Home lost deep within its regions! From the technological headquarters, Jax received an offering from the State Military branch in Rukongai, supplying him a job if he would investigate something occurring in Midgar. And definitely in desperate need of money - with no current residence to remain - the red-haired male was far from disagreeable. In fact, acting as an authority figure was quite the honor.

Apparently some funky business was going on between Shinra and an organization known as XIII, with a possible employee from this or that attempting some funny foot-work. Assigned to find the criminals in question - supplied a few photos and a description to aid him - it was only a matter of hours since his arrival in the plated city (and oh LORD, the cold!) before he spotted what he assumed to be his run. Or at least one of the stupid humans.

Following the silver-haired male back to his apparent, shabby apartment - shabby in Jax eyes, but hey! Who could be picky? - he was indeed reassured that this was definitely his targets; there was also a blonde present, the other male he was looking for, as well as another unimportant individual. To say in the least, it seemed he was successful.

But was he to return Home? Nah. He moved in, in fact, much to the other occupant's awareness. And there he'd stay, relaying what he learned to his partnership through some pixie-sized letters.

Listed weapons and magical abilities:
Dagger: Jax carries on his person a dagger that may not seem entirely threatening, but is occasionally laced with poison if he finds himself with free time; the source of where he gained such a weapon is unknown, and he certainly doesn't want to speak of it.
Pixie Dust: Jax is able to generate dust from his pixie wings, though it generally falls from him while in flight. However, if intentionally materialized upon a person, it has horribly discomforting effects, such as itching, rashes, the skin breaking, and the like. It takes a few days for the symptoms to wear away, unless he is willing to make an antidote.. Under most cases however, he is not.
Sharp Wit: By far his most deadliest weapon of all; this also allows him to make the occasional herbal potion because of his intellect.

TESTIMONIALS
"Kadaj Jenova" (11:21:05 PM): Daj: *SPRAYS AT JAX WITH RAID*

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