Clyde Duval District Six FIN

Name: Clyde Duval
Age: 19
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 6
Appearance:

Clyde's height of six feet is not all that impressive, but it can make the occasional person stop and stare. Or perhaps they would be staring at the gauntness of his frame. Clyde has a thin frame that speaks of a childhood spent undernourished; and yet this aids him when he wishes to run, as he almost runs faster than he talks.

Clyde is light-skinned, neither pale like those who spend all day indoors, nor tanned like those who are constantly on the streets. He takes pride in the fact that he has never taken morphling, which lends a yellowish hue to it's users; Maiming the body is something that often disgusts him.

Blueish green eyes peek out from under wavy brown locks. There is a calculating look in his eyes, though not a cold edge. More often than not, people feel as if he is searching their souls for something when he stares unblinking; his gaze boring into theirs. They would be wrong, as he is usually only devising a way to relieve said person of their valuables. Though if an attractive young female, he is likely trying to get into their pants.

The long slender fingers that make up his hands are perfect for the petty misdemeanors he commits, as pick-pocketing comes naturally to him. His long limbs with which he flees the scene of the crime are an added bonus.

Personality:

Clyde could be considered quite the charmer as flowery compliments spill forth from his honeyed lips as frequently as the sun rises. To put it simply, he has a way of making even the most innocuous of sentences sound like a flavored script. In short, he has a way with words. Clyde generally uses these words to get what he wants, whether that be a sum of money, or a night in the bed of some unsuspecting member of the upper crust.

It is often that one of richer members of district six will find themselves divested of their pocketbooks. No one has yet to go to the authorities yet, as Clyde makes it a point to target the wives or daughters of men who wouldn't want word to get out about this.. this street rat that so nimbly climbs into their windows, snatching their valuables up.

And that is just the way Clyde enjoys it. When confronted, he will often tell the exact truth in extreme detail; which throws the asker into utter confusion while he makes his escape.

When it comes to other people, whether friend or fling, Clyde looks for wit. He is a great appreciator of sarcasm and dry humor. Humor is the only thing that he considers honorable as it is flippant and light. otherwise, he assumes everyone has an agenda. After all, he does, and there is no such thing as honor among thieves.

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[/blockquote]History:

Clyde was orphaned at the tender age of eleven, after his parents were dragged off to the detention center and were never seen by him again. He had to get his skills from somewhere right? In his younger years Clyde watched his parents commit crimes that ranged from pick-pocketing to grand larceny. It was a life that he adored and understood... right up until the aforementioned date where his parents were carted away; having committed one offense too many.

Clyde grew upon the streets after that, sticking with the skills he had learned and amassing a small ill-gotten fortune by the age of sixteen. Pretty impressive no? He has a handful of safe-houses scattered throughout the city that he rents, each under a different alias.


He now spends his days frittering away the hours, consorting with the seedy underbelly and the spoiled upper-class of district six, indulging his every whim and trying to find a reason to care about anyone other than himself. So far he has been unsuccessful in that aspect of his life.

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Totally belongs to geebs