Alexander Wrightson"Call me Alex."
Nickname: Alex
Age: 22
Side: Light
Gender: Male
Appearance description: Alex stands at a tall 6"1, give or take. He's rather muscular but isn't one for showing it off. His face features themselves are soft, but his jawline is sharp. Alex's eyes are a pure green that appear brighter in the sun. The light brown hair atop his head is somewhat ruffled yet always well groomed. His clothing style usually consists of jeans, a dark colored plaid shirt, and boots. His arms have a few small scars across them. He also has a very small scar across the bridge of his nose, which is barely noticeable. The most prominent perminantly damaged place on his body is his back. It is littered with several long gash-like scars which are easily concealed under his shirt.
Personality: Alex is generally a friendly person, with a soft spot for children. He is naturally very brave and will always put other peoples needs and concerns before his own. Alex would without question give his life to save those he cares about. For those that have earned his trust and care, he is incredibly sweet and gentle to them. He at times will be understanding, kind, and a bit immature, as his humor links with somewhat childish jokes. Alex is also quite the flirt with women, able to talk and get them interested with ease. Although he seems as though his respect for women is nonexistent, Alex truthfully has a great deal of respect for them. He especially shows respect for women who can stand up for themselves or hold their own. He would never dream of disrespecting any women, contrary to his flirtatious nature. Don't be fooled to think that he is 'flawless' however. He is far from perfect, and Alex knows it too. Outside Alex appears confident and outgoing, but in truth he is very self conscious and worried about what might happen if he were to mess up. He is the kind of man who can be both selfless and selfish, usually in one sitting. Alex often avoids emotional intimacy with others, and keeps his distance from relationships(not to say he'd never want one). One of his most prominent traits is his stubborn nature. Once he makes a decision he will stick to it unless proven otherwise. He is incredibly intelligent, and has before been called a genius, but would never admit to being anything special or above average. Alex can at times seem aggressive, but his heart is always in the right place.
Dragon Mark: Below his thumb and above his wrist.
Habits:-Running a hand through his hair
-Humming ACDC
-Kicking pebbles when he walks
Weaknesses:
-Harming or punishing someone who's innocent
-Somewhat clumsy
-A bit of a dork
-Trusting anybody completely
Strengths:
-Hand-to-Hand Combat
-Creating believable lies
-Knife Combat
-Stealth
-Physical Strength
Extra:
-'Pew Pew!'
Alex slowly started to doze off under the sun, and so did Azul. The boy jerked upward in surprise when water hit his stomach and splashed all over his face. He quickly wiped the water from his eyes and saw Dante flying away. /Ashton..../he thought to himself. Azul had raised his head when Alex got hit, and was scanning the sky. Alex gave a chuckle, climbing onto Azul's back and grabbing hold of his horn. He pulled upward and the large fire dragon shot up into air. Alex levels him out and chased after Ashton. Alex knew Ashton quite well, and they were good friends. Azul also knew Dante very well. Alex felt Azul's chest rumble as he growled in excitement. He saw Dante attempt to hide himself behind an all too small rock. Alex laughed, stopping Azul in front of the rock. Azul flapped his wings slowly to keep himself in the air. "Smoke em out." Alex whispered to his dragon. Azul huffed, carefully stopping his head and blowing smoke out of his mouth. Azul had to make sure to be steady whenever he blew only smoke, because it was such a delicate process. The smoke swirled in a ring around Dante's feet, not giving them any real danger but making for a good laugh. Azul stopped blowing smoke and raised his head back up. A small smile twitched on Alex's lips. "Morning Ash." He projected calmly.