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Staccato Arrikanez

glimmering, shining... oblivion? but that which is dark cannot shine.... but somehow, this boy defies that. when in any source of light, his eyes are pits, never ending darkness. but when they're in a dark, shadowy place, they seemed to glow, from deep within, a moody, blacklight-like purple....

His garb is that of a Leather Trench, covering his lanky form perfectly.... under that? well, a black shirt, displaying through the cloth in darkness, a glowing... something, over his heart. it creates a noticible bulge as well, giving fact to the posibilities of an amulet or other such. has pants are a baggy, believe it or not, black material!

shifting back up, his head is that of a boyish composure, the kind that most girls adore, and fantasize about kissing, and other such bullshit. Meeh, he's not really one for kissing people. his hair, a dark indigo, frames his head in thick ringlets... whenever a small smile breaks forth, even though the dark, those shining, white fangs are visible... are they authentic? probably... care to find out?