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[Leon Dodeka]

Out of Character

Name (or Nickname): Nicknap Nickykins
Age: 20 Younger then Sammy! ONLY BY DAYS!
RP Experience: None. –DOOM-

In Character

Full Name: Leonard ‘Leon’ Dodeka
Gender: Male
Faction: Worker
Occupation: Escort (no, not like the bodyguard) Military
Race: Human
Age: 23
Allegiance: Apathetic

Appearance:
Leon is extremely conscious of his appearance and how to get people to notice him. His brooding looks have had their fair share of attention from both women and men, and he uses this to his advantage. He wears his dark hair short, and is vain of what he has on and how he presents himself. His customers all have their standards, after all.

He has enigmatic eyes below thick eyebrows, a strong nose set over sensual lips. Due to his profession, he exercises constantly to remain in peak physical condition. His body is what he is selling, so he takes great care of it and with help from his youth, maintains a very toned, muscled frame.

Other than that, what he wears depends very much on what those who pay want him to wear. Leather, lace, he’s seen almost every type of fetish and can portray any role accordingly. Whatever your flesh desires, he can deliver.

Avatar Claim: Steven Strait
Sample Picture:


History/Background:
A street rat since young, he was orphaned when his mother was killed in an alleyway for her cheap jewelry. Recruited into a child gang of pickpockets, he wandered around the back roads and slums of Myridia, learning that a shy smile or a pitiful look earned him free food, the odd copper coin and ever so often a way out of a messy situation. This way, he learnt his first lessons of how he could make his looks work for him.

As he grew into adolescence with broadening shoulders and his body filling out, Leon was aware of the lingering looks that followed him when he was about. At the age of eighteen, he got to know a certain courtesan who worked the streets, and she taught him all the skills he needed to know to please women in bed. It was then he stopped his life of petty crime and turned to his new job as a hustler. Lesser risk with the assurance of more profit. His exceptional appearance made him very much in demand, and it wasn’t long before he was propositioned by a man. He had not known of men who liked other men, but all in all it was an eye-opening experience. It paid more, for one thing, and to him Leon realized that it almost made no difference to him. Another warm body, another exchange of bodily fluids, it was all the same, really.

Leon’s gotten into trouble with the law plenty of times, but he’s managed to talk or charm his way out of a tight spot too many times to mention. However, he has had (and still keeps) several high-profile clients, who pay him good money to keep his mouth shut. As such, he can portray the semblance of respectability, but most folk know better.

Personality:
He is, at his core, a flirt. Why work when you can get it for free just for the price of a wink or kiss or a little extra something? Leon enjoys the work he does, and adores the perks and/or notoriety that it gives him. There is also a mischievous streak to him that appeals to the average thrill seeker. He slides easily from playful affection to raw temptation in a heartbeat.

Reveling in his sexuality gives him a certain freedom in the animalistic control he has over others, and gives him the control he so craves which is missing in his life. He likes the power he wields when he turns on his allure, and hides his insecurities beneath this blanket of seduction. Leon keeps his feelings deeply buried, and is strictly professional when it comes to what he does, never forming any sort of emotional attachment. For him, sex can become almost clinical, as desensitized as he has become. It has become merely an activity to please others, as he sinks deeper and deeper into the game he plays.

In the upcoming war, he has enlisted into the Myridia military.

RP Sample:

Awake.

He lay there, his naked body under cold sheets. Shifting slowly, he took in his surroundings. Oh, yes. Memories of heated flesh, muffled moans and much, much more flooded into his mind. He closed his eyes and grimaced.

"You're awake," the voice came from behind him. Shifting, he turned to look at the face. Lolah Rebekah, one of his most frequent customers and sources of steady income. She was much older than him, but her payments had been as good as any. Married to a wealthy merchant who was often away on "business deals", as she liked to call them, sarcasm lacing her words. No doubt he was engaging in his own extra martial affairs, much like she was. "Morning," he replied, his voice hoarse from sleep. Slowly he got up from bed, the silk covers falling away to reveal muscled flesh. Lolah's eyes traced his hard outlines, her blue eyes glinting in savage pleasure. The young man certainly had a delightful physique, and he made her feel young and supple again.

"You know, you could stay here with me. In my mansion," she purred in what she thought was a beguiling tone, glancing at him from beneath curling lashes. Leon smiled as he turned, a dazzling image even though his hair was rumpled, the very picture of budding virility. "I can't do that, Lolah," he reminded her softly, reaching down to give her a soft peck on the cheek. Her neighbours had discovered his presence recently, and it was playing it a little too close for comfort. Seduce them, tease them, and leave them wanting more. The very first and only rule in his guidebook.

She pouted, then smiled back at him. "It's on the table outside," she spoke as she turned away and curled into her sheets. His payment, obviously, though she had the good grace not to speak such ribald words out loud. Tugging on his tunic and pants, Leonard Dodeka barely glanced back as he made his way out.

There were many more appointments he had to keep to, and time was of the essence.

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[The Council]

Accepted!
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