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| Name: James "Jamie" Breton. Prefers to go by Breton. Branch: London - ROMP Age: 21 Sex: Male Birthdate: October 5th, 2012 Birthplace: London, England Height: 5'11" Body type: slim but muscled Skin tone: white Eye color: blue-gray Hair color: dirty blonde Hair style: parted on the side, fairly ruffled Nationality/Ethnicity: as British as you can get. Physical markings: a small scar on the right side of his jawline, and another one running up the back of his thigh, both courtesy of Lucifer Hawks ~~~ Special power(s): He's a conduit for energy. He can drain any energy/power, and covert it into a "glowing ball of sizzling death." Special equipment: none Rank: junior, and he resents it, since he's been around longer than most Previous experience/job: noooot much Languages spoken: English ~~~ Father: unknown Mother: Sarah Breton Other familial tidbits: He has one younger sister named Cori. His mother raised both of them, and he has father/authority issues because of it. Likes: a pint of beer, Guinness, a good pub, fish and chips, his car, Mother England Dislikes: Bourbon, Budweiser, overbearing intellectual types, anyone who hates London/Britain. Clothing choices: jeans and t-shirts mostly; the occasional sweater; a bomber jacket handed down from his great-grandfather, who was a pilot in WWII. Accessories: none ~~~ Catch phrases: "God save the queen...and bugger the bloody Hawks!" Personality Quirks: He's fiercely proud of his homeland, and especially the city of London. You might say it's his first love. His first name is James, but he doesn't really like it. "Jamie" is his nickname, but no one but his mother and sister have been able to call him that since he was 15. He prefers Breton, but if you get him drunk enough he'll answer to Jamie. (Heck, get him drunk enough and he'll answer to anything...) |
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