` pilot. lee. brennan. ` [d3] wipwip

a p p e a r a n c e

The orphan was always seen as rather handsome by the young girls of his hometown. Around there, the most common citizens were fair-skinned and light haired, and the eyes always held some sort of color in them; however, the dirty little child was the complete opposite. With dark, greasy locks upon his crown, tanned skin from constant outdoor activity, and eyes as black as coal, Pilot was a sight to behold.

As he grew older, the boy obviously grew taller as well. For Pilot, though, there were never really any spurts, as some would say; instead, the orphan continuously gained inches until he stood at a towering 6'8". Since Pilot was much taller than almost every one he knew, he was easily made into an outcast from society, even more so than he already was. Of course, Pilot never minded much; he rather enjoyed being alone, while tons of people stared at him from below.

Since he works and runs all day long, his body is quite toned and muscular. This, of course, has caused several females to be very physically attracted to him, which has led to countless sexual interactions with the boy. Truthfully, if he had to sit down and count out how many people he has been in bed with, it would take him numerous hours—and not only because he never learned to count.

If Pilot had to choose his favorite personal feature, there is no doubt in his mind that he'd pick his eyes. When the boy comes across a puddle somewhere, he stares into it deeply. Although he can't stand water, and he hates looking at himself because of his grungy dirty stains, he finds himself trained on his coal-black eyes, trying to figure himself out. He's paid much attention to the details of his eyes, and has realized that his eyelids are rather baggy in comparison to others'. Purplish sacks hang under his eyes, expressing his sorrow and distaste for the world and what it's becoming. Sleepless nights are also reflected in and around his eyes.