Name: Lennon Cree
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: AMAB; androgynous/bigender.
Pronouns: Generally refers to himself as he/him to avoid confusion, but responds to all pronouns.
Sexuality: Pansexual, with a preference towards men.
Appearance:
Body— Lennon has a slender and near delicate appearance with lean muscles and a fair complexion. He stands at about 6'4, a trait further emphasized by his long legs and hindered by his perpetually stooped posture.
Face— Angular bone structure and a soft, well-defined jawline that he keeps clean-shaven. He has deep-set honey brown eyes and a thin nose that's somewhat bent from having it broken in the past. His face is very expressive with prominent dimples and crow's feet, while his teeth are slightly crooked but distinctly well cared for. He has a few freckles scattered across his neck and the bridge of his nose, the latter of which difficult to see unless a person gets very close to him.
Hair— A natural ravenette with an undercut and short, messy locks that obscure most of the left side of his forehead and never his eyes. Despite his best efforts, Lennon's hair remains stubbornly frizzy in the humidity.
Clothes— Generally sticks with his "formal" presentation, which includes a white undershirt, a black, long sleeve sweater with a round neck, a heavy black coat with large pockets that falls to halfway down his thighs, and light blue jeans. In warmer weather, he switches out the undershirt, coat, and sweater for a simple black t-shirt. His shoes are a pair of black, custom-made hightop Converse with the traction of running shoes.
Extra— On his left arm is tattooed a complex, but minimalistic black and white floral patterned sleeve.
Personality: Lennon is cripplingly indecisive, meaning his convictions have to be incredibly strong for him to actually commit to something. Despite such a bane, Rabbia kept a tight grip on him due to his exceptional ability to read and manipulate people. He's a master at picking apart minuscule twitches and context clues to decipher their hidden meanings; a skill he learned during his time in a group home that was further honed by a life of crime. It's because of this particular talent that he's able to project such a sense of ease and tranquility, luring people in with open smiles and childlike innocence that ceases to exist the moment someone does something to piss him off. Despite his act, he's quite the temperamental being, having been officially diagnosed with dissociative personality disorder at thirteen years old. He generally says what comes to mind, and struggles to hold his tongue at inopportune moments. All that said, he's got a kind heart hidden beneath self-constructed walls of spite and fear.
Backstory: Lennon was an only child raised by his single father in a shady part of Venezia. Perhaps because of that, his father made a decent enough living for the two of them by dealing drugs; a short-lived occupation in the scheme of things, as he was brutally murdered by a client who couldn't afford her next fix. Lennon, six at the time and waiting in the car for him to finish, was witness to the whole event. Terrified and not completely understanding what had transpired, he called the emergency number and waited for the cops to show up. Without any other relatives to take him in, Lennon was sent to a nearby group home with six other kids. It wasn't all that bad---he was given a place to sleep, three meals a day, and even an allowance to spend as he chose---but no one looked at him. Rather, they seemed to collectively pretend he didn't exist. Loneliness set in, and thus his many imaginary friends (who he later learned would never leave him) were born. Lennon stayed in the group home for many years, eventually aging out of the system and managing to leave on his own terms. At first, he struggled to support himself, until, one day, a chance attempted mugging turned into an abrupt job interview. Apparently, the would-be mugger recognized his family name and offered him the same job his father once had. To this day, Lennon isn't sure why, exactly, he agreed, but he would later theorize it was thanks to the childish desire to understand his father just that little bit more. He made a lot of connections selling drugs to preexisting customers but made it a point not to sell to clients who'd never dealt. He'd seen firsthand what drugs did to people, and wanted to spare as many from that fate as possible. It was only a few years later that a lackey from Rabbia discovered him, and only a few months after that was he recruited. They found a use for him in aiding interrogations, as he had a keen sense for when someone was close to breaking, lying, or withholding information, although Lennon can't say he particularly enjoyed that kind of work. Finding out the mafia's boss was selling drugs to women and children was the last straw for him, and for the first time he could vividly remember, he made a choice. He banded together with five other mafiosos and, together, they hatched a plan to betray the boss.
Other:
—> Officially diagnosed with dissociative personality disorder at the age of thirteen. He used to have multiple presences in his mind, but all except two have faded or integrated into his main personality over the years. One, named Maurice, acts as the devil on his shoulder, urging him to give in to his more gruesome desires. The other, Lincoln, is but a child, primarily characterized by his timid and fearful demeanor. Switches with his other personalities are incredibly rare thanks to counseling techniques and meds, but both can be quite vocal under the right circumstances. His disorder is a massive insecurity for him.
—> He's a terrible fighter, oftentimes relying solely on his ability to de-escalate situations rather than directly combatting them. When that doesn't work, he just tries to keep his enemies talking long enough to pull a gun.
—> That said, he has an extremely high pain threshold. Probably because of all the times he picked fights and couldn't finish them.
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