White, Kyrian Devareaux

[Kyrian White]

behind the screen;;

real name/nickname;;
Nix, or Emrys
age;;
21
years of rp experience;;
around 7
other los angeles characters;;
Phoenix Kontis
Emrys Daelan
type of rper;;
Advanced

just the basics;;

name;; Kyrian Devereaux White
nickname(s);; Ky, Dev
age//birthdate;; 23 - January 4th
gender;; Male
sexual preference;; bisexual
occupation;; Musican - Scent of Fear
instrument;; Electric Guitar

reflections reveal;;

hair color;; Dirty Blond
eye color;; Blue
height;; 6'1"
weight;; 116

other;; Two piercings on his right ear, one on his left, and a piercing of the left nostril

body type;;

Standing at just over 6 ft. tall, Kyrian often appears taller then he is due to his tendancy to stand with a stiff back as his years in the military has trained him to do. His hair is longer then it would normally have been in the military due to his prolonged stay in the hospital while attempting to heal from his injury before he was discharged to live as a civilian once again. He is a bit on the lean side, the type without much fat on him, the majority of his weight being the muscles he'd built up in the rigorous training at boot camp and through the military.

His blond hair is actually rather shaggy at this point, and he tends to wear looser clothes and a lot of hoodies. He isn't really that in to make-up, though he does have a bit of a thing for sunglasses. He wouldn't exactly call it a fetish... but he can't pass up a new pair of shades for anything.

it's what's on the inside;;

likes;;

• Sunglasses
  
• Boys
  
• Girls
  
• Music
  
• His friends

dislikes;;

• Homophobes
  
• Racists
  
• Bigots
  
• Disrespectful people
  
• Rudeness

fears;;

• Heart failure
  
• Blood clots
  
• Losing his friends

weaknesses;;

• His friends
  
• Hot bodies
  
• Cute animals

strengths;;

• His military training
  
• Pain tolerance
  
• Stamina

personality;;

Kyrian has a militaristic view on a lot of things, due to the fact that he's spent two and a half years in the military, and he joined straight out of high school. He can be quite passionate about a lot of things, music being one of them which is why he decided after being discharged from the military due to an injury, that he would attempt to get a job dealing with music. Ever since a friend of him showed him the joy of playing the guitar he had been rather obsessed with it until joining the military.

Now that he is out of the military, he has once again picked up the guitar and it wasn't long after his return that he found a group in need of a lead guitarist. Of course, it helped that he had contacts that were already well known, so he was able to fulfill his second passion and is once again the carefree man that he was back in high school, and loves to have a good time and party with his friends.

getting in deep;;

father;; Matthew White
mother;; Karina White
siblings;; N/A

history;;

Growing up in Los Angeles County and living in LA all his life, Kyrian knew that his life would always be there in the city. He was one of the first to befriend Jack and Phoenix when they were transferred in to his high school, being only a year younger then Phoenix, and one year older then Jack, he fit in nicely with the two of them, and the three were close during high school. Kyrian played football with Phoenix, and when he was a junior, and two new freshmen transferred in from Germany of all places, they took the two new misfits under their wing, and befriended them.

Kyrian grew closer to Alex when the younger male joined the football team and even taught Kyrian about the guitar. It happened once just after football practice in the band room just beside the weight room when he heard the guitar and someone singing. He had of course, gone to investigate, and had seen Alex and Emrys sitting there and performing together. It hadn't taken much asking before Alex agreed to teach Kyrian how to play the guitar. Of course, once the rest of the group discovered this talent that was these two German boys, it was decided that with Jack's ability on the piano, they would make a great band.

Kyrian started off playing bass for the group, as it was easier then lead guitar... and he was still learning. It wasn't until his senior year that a decision was made by his parents that he would join the army like his father and grandfather before him. Kyrian signed up for the shortest term possible, which was two years. Staying in touch with his friends, it wasn't until he was injured that he stopped writing to his friends. After months of rehabilitation, he was given an honorable discharge and sent home.

When he arrived, what was he to find but familiar songs playing on the radio, and he was happy that his friends had been signed by a record company at last. Of course, it meant they no longer needed him... but when he met up with them again, they understood his choice to join up with another band who were new to the area from Las Vegas, this time, playing lead guitar so that the previous member could take up the bass guitar. He had taken an acoustic guitar with him in to the service and had gotten quite good. It also helped that because his friends had already been signed that he was able to get them to put in a good word for himself and his new band and they were signed soon after. How exciting.

let's see what you got;;

rp sample;;

Kyrian smirked slightly as he locked the keys on his iPhone, sliding it in to his pocket after the last text from Xavier. Glancing towards the clock once more as he calculated the time before he would have to leave, he decided to take a shower. It had been a rather long time since he'd seen his old friend, Xavier. Since he himself had left the High School, as a matter of fact. It took nothing at all to wash his hair and his body, as he was still rather used to only having a certain amount of time in the showers, used to taking cold showers in a matter of minutes. That had been one of the things that he had definately missed, being able to shower every day. He took advantage of being able to do so, showering multiple times a day.

Once finished, he dried himself off, a black tank was pulled over his torso and a pair of jeans, were pulled up over his skin. He struggled for a moment over the damp skin before fetching a black button-down shirt to pull on over his tank and done up quickly, tucking in his dog tags that he still wore out of habit, before he sat and pulled on a pair of socks and his boots. It was supposed to snow tonight, and he didn't want to be sliding in snow if he walked back. Another glance towards the clock and he noted he had a good fourty five minutes before he was expected. He moved to the bathroom and picked up his eyeliner, leaning forward towards the mirror and began to apply it with a practiced hand. He'd genuinely been surprised that after a few years of being in the military that the memory of how to apply liquid eyeliner correctly had come to him.

Eyeliner, a bit of eyeshadow over his eyes and he pulled on a beanie over his hair before he was ready to go. With twenty minutes to spare to allow him time to walk to the restaurant. Grabbing his keys, pocketing his iPhone yet again, he grabbed a wallet, connecting the attaching chain to his belt loop, and his coat. Locking the door behind him, he moved down the stairs of his apartment building to walk to the restaurant down the street where he was to meet Xavier. Upon arrival, he pulled off his coat and draped it over his arm, and requested a table for two from the hostess and he was lead back in to the seating area to a small table where he draped his coat over the back of his chair.

A wink was given towards the hostess as he took one of the seats and glanced over the menu. When a waitress came by, he offered a small smile as she asked if she could help him. "I'll wait until my friend gets here, thanks," he stated softly, smiling at her and she gave him a smile back and walked away, opening up his menu and glancing over it, deciding on what he might like to have when the doors to the restaurant opened up to allow Xavier entrance. Standing up, he smiled at his old friend slightly to draw attention to Xavier that he had them a seat already. His smile widened as the other male approached him and Kyrian took another step forward to greet him, wrapping his arms around the other male in greeting.

"Oh, its good to see you again, X," he stated, pulling away to look at the other male before gesturing to the table and taking his seat once more. "How have you been? I came back to New York two years ago on leave and was told you all had come out here. I'd have come out then, but I only had a week before I was going back out again, I didn't have time to come down here," he stated, offering an apologetic smile. Folding his hands over the table he leaned forward slightly. "So, come on, X, tell me everything that I've missed. I tried calling Emrys and Alex, and got nothing, same with Jack... hell, and I never really got to close with Donovan or Kye... those two just kind of weirded me out a little, I think," he stated with a wince. "But that's not the point. I feel like I've missed so much."

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