Alexander Freeman : Black Flight Lieutenant / Weyrling : Brown Lucath

Name: Alexander Freeman, Usually called Alex for short

Age: 25 (Mid Autumn)

Gender: Male

Distinguishing features: Dreadlocks. Stern, almost scowling face.

Hair Color: Black Dreadlocks

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Description: Alex is among the few that may be termed as tall. He stands at exactly 6 feet and weighs 180 lbs. He has wide shoulders with slightly muscular arms. They are strong and able to lift more than two times his body weight. He has long runner's legs that is in proportion with the rest of his body.

His hair is black and has been in dreadlocks ever since his adoptive father died when Alex was twenty years old. He has a beard and mustache just because he is not vain with his appearance and does not mind having them. But to be truthful, he is just lazy and does not bother with shaving his face clean.

He has dark brown eyes. They are expressive if need be, especially when he is mad at someone. However, Alex usually has a stern almost scowling face that people just stay away from him even if his eyes portray a twinkling gaze. In between the set of eyes, is a greek nose that is straight with no evidence of having been broken once.

He has a tatoo somewhere on the left side of his neck, a mark from his serfdom. He could have opted to have it lasered clean, but he has decided to keep the tatoo to show that even a serf can rise to freedom. Most of those in his Squad know not to ask about the tatoo for he does not like to remember his life as a serf.

Although he may not be vain, he is rather meticulous when it comes to his teeth. They are pearly white and perfectly straight. His pride and joy really, because they are not veneers or fake crowns. He has a sensual mouth with soft kissable lips. His skin is a light tan evidence of his time out in the sun. He used to be whiter than he currently is.

Personality: Do not let his appearances fool you. Alex is a serious fellow and not one for trivial merry-making. Oh, he may not frown upon those that like to have fun, but he will most likely not join in on the merry-making if he was asked. He does take his job as a Sled Pilot very seriously and likes to do flight drills whenever possible and if there was fuel to spare. In his free time, he likes to discuss various flight manuevers that his squad can try to further enhance their effectiveness in searing Thread from the skies.

He has the natural ability to lead if it was needed. He usually exhibits this train when Mikhael is busy with other things and the Squad needs to fly in their shift to fight Thread. He is loyal to a fault and will follow Mikhael's orders to the letter. He is a very warm and loving person if one just musters enough courage to get to know him better. He won't bite, but he will growl. Grrr. He is very determined in being able to help his fellow man and will sometimes skip meals just to do sweeprides.

He loves his Beloved and Warrior, and those two are never far from him. The only time that you'll see a smile on his face is if he is watching Warrior cavorting in the skies, or if he is just idly spending time with Beloved.

History: Alexander Freeman did not start out life in luxury. He had been a serf born to a pair of serfs that didn't mean to have him at the time. Needless to say, Alexander had to fight his way into learning things that would help him to climb out of his supposed destiny of becoming yet another serf when he matures. Thankfully, a Military man who had been visiting his planet, Ixion, took pity on him and he was adopted by the man. At the time, Alex didn't even have a name. When he was adopted by the Military man at the age of 6, Alex chose his own name of Alexander after the man who took him out of serfdom. And then, he chose Freeman for his last name... his own family name, for he was literally a free man.

Life with the Military man proved beneficial to Alex for he was then enrolled in the Basic Academy. He learned lots of thinks and he was a veritable sponge as he absorbed various data. He developed a love for flying when he was 10 Standard Years of age. To this end, he started focusing his studies on becoming a pilot for the Military while he was still studying in Basic Academy. When he graduated from Basic Academy, he would have joined the Military at the age of 17 but his adopted father, the Military man had become sick. Despite the best doctors that Pern could offer, the Military man slowly dwindled away. It took the Military man two years to die. Alex mourned the loss and was at a loss for the better part of a Pern year. By the time he pulled himself through, Alex was 20 when he enlisted in the Military.

You ask what made him pull through? It was pure happenstance when he happened upon a hatching of wild dragonets. He had been out exploring when he got this curious sensation of hunger. Having had a healthy breakfast before he had set off, he followed the sensation... the connection if you will, of the emotion to its owner. And there, in the sands near the shore was a clutch of wild dragonets. One of them, a gold, but it's color had started to explore away from its wild brethren. Alex knew of dragonets and that they were bondable, but some instinct of his made him project feelings of safety and love for the dragonet. He then enticed the gold with one of the sandwiches that he had been planning to eat for his lunch. When the gold had looked up at him, their eyes met and there was sort of a click and it was as if, Alex knew that the gold would do anything for him. And it was that, that unconditional love from the gold that got Alex into thinking that he should stop mourning and carry on with his life.

Like all those that enlisted, he started on the low end of the job. He did the grunt work, a gopher if you will, and slowly climbed up the ranks. Alex was successful in at least training, Beloved, his Gold Dragonet in fetching things for him. She was a great messenger and gopher as far as Alex was concerned. Because of this, he had been one of those priviledge in attending the first ever firelizard hatching and managed to impress a sturdy and strong looking Bronze whom he named, Warrior. He thought that life on Pern would be one of peace but that was shattered by the arrival of Thread when he was 24 by Pern reckoning. It was Beloved, his Gold Dragonet that had saved him projecting to him the feeling of urgency and danger coming from the sky, and Warrior, who was able to project a few simple words to him regarding the threat that came from the sky. It was fortunate that his single room residence had been the older metallic building, for the newer buildings not made of metal did not survive the downfall.

Alex watched helplessly as those buildings were devoured by what was to be later known as Thread. He was among the first to volunteer piloting the many sleds that still operated to protect what was left of the population of Pern. It was not long that he became the Flight Lieutenant for the Black Squadron under the leadership of Mikhael O'Neil. Unlike Mikhael, who now bears a scar, Alex is miraculously devoid of any marks, thanks mainly in part of the help of Beloved and Warrior keeping Thread away from their master. And because Alex flew in one of the highest position when piloting his sled, there was never any real danger that his dragonet or firelizard would accidentally get burned. When the "Dragon Project" was done, he felt it an honor and a great priviledge of being asked to be a Candidate for the hardening clutch of precious dragon eggs in the warm sands of Caldera.


Pets (limit of four)

Name: Beloved

Species: Dragonet

Breed: Gold

Age: 5 Years Old (Autumn 4 AL)

Description: Beloved may have hatched tiny, but she grew up to be one of the largest Gold Dragonets. She is one solid color of old gold. She reaches 3 feet and 10 inches in lenght from nose-tip to tail tip. When standing on all fours, she is a foot tall. And when she unfurls her wings, they have a wingspan of 5 feet and an inch, give or take a few centimeters. She is not dainty by any means although she is graceful. She is muscular in a sense that she could endure long hours of non-stop flying fighting Thread alongside Alex.

Personality: Her name says it all. She treats Alex as her whole world. She loves Alex so much that she will do anything for him, even harm other people if he so much as ordered her to do so. She has no interest for others, people or otherwise, unless Alex treats them as a very important existence. She can be jealous of other Gold Dragonets, especially if Alex shows signs of liking the other Gold. She would sulk in a corner wanting to be left alone, if Alex so much as praises another Gold Dragonet in her presence. She does not like to share Alex with other Dragonets especially with Golds. Firelizards on the otherhand are a different matter for they do not hold a candle to her greatness. She is very emphatic, for her species, and can project a wide range of emotions.


Name: Warrior

Species: Firelizard

Breed: Bronze

Age: 3 Years Old (Summer 7AL)

Description: Sturdy and muscular describes Warrior. He is a dark bronze in color with a lighter bronze lining his spine. Curiously enough, he has a golden yellow mark in the middle of his forehead shaped like a lightning strike. He is now the largest by far, measuring somewhere between a medium or large firelizard. It is unknown whether he has reached his adult size but to date, he has a lenght of 2 feet and 3 inches. He stands at 6 and a 1/2 inches when he is on all fours. And when he stretches his wings, they have a wingspan of 3 feet. With his muscular built, he can endure long hours of flight just like Beloved as he fights Thread alongside Alex or as he fondly calls him, Mine.

Personality: Warrior is a fighter. He will not back down of challenges especially against those of Thread. He adores Alex and can be a bit clingy for a male firelizard. He is a serious taskmaster just like Alex when it comes to Threadfighting. However, he does like cavorting in the skies or swimming in the lake plainly to have fun but mostly to make Alex smile as his antics. He is intelligent among his brethren having a vocabulary of a five year old but with a vernacular of a two year old.


Sled pilot (if a sled pilot)
Rank: Flight Lieutenant
Enlisting Age: 20
Squadron: Black


DRAGON PROFILE
Name: Lucath, Luc (Pronouced as Luke)

Color: Brown

Color Code: #9C661F

Age: Hatchling or Age in Years

Rider: Alexander

Description:


Lucath is small, Lucath is light and thin. He is a dark chocolate brown with what looks like a light bronze raccoon mask across his eyes making him look rather much like a bandit. Lucath will grow to be a tiny 13ft in length but will be a fast flyer with more stamina than any green or blue.



Basic Personality: Moody : Compulsive. Driven

Detailed Personality: ~Still working on this.~

Mind Voice: A clear voice, a voice to be heard and obeyed.

Motto: Don't be a person who says "Ready, Fire, Aim"

Hatching Scene: The brown had a glar for his golden sister as his nose hit the ground whilst he did his rounds of the sands. Oh it would not do for the place to be in such disorder and he went about organising the people, pushing the men around into lines and grouping the remaining women. He then proceeded to march up and down the lines like some drill sargent inspecting his troops. Finally it seemed that the brown had made his choice and stopping almost at a rather draconic version of attention he stared intently into the mans eyes.

Sir I do believe you and I have a date with the sky. I am Lucath and together we will command

Dam x Sire: Unknown x Unknown

Clutch Title/No.: Welcome to the world little ones, may there always be wind under your wings and a rider by your side [HATCHING]