Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2011 13:36:53 GMT -5
Name:Nikolay (Just Nikolay, not because it’s like Madonna, or his brother, simply because the weight of the responisibility of his true second name is too much…and his father refuses to have a second name…like Madonna.)
Age: 15
Parents: Anastasia ‘Anya’ Romanov (mother) Dimitri (father)
Siblings: Arkady (brother), Natalya (sister)
Personality: Broody and not in the sense that he wants lots of kids. Broody in the style of Angel, all dark and sad and pensive. Is a serious sufferer of the middle child syndrome which nobody seems to understand! He is essentially a good boy, but not by choice, more because his brother was and is such a wild chance the responsibility of being the one to look up to fell on him. He has a very slow burning temper that he always keeps in check, so as not to be as firey as his parents or his brother. He doesn’t lash out immediately but instead stews and lets it build up and up until he cant help but lash out…quietly…away from others. He has been known to smile, sometimes, around his younger sister whom he loves. He does care about his older brother but it isn’t easy for him to do so, his brother doesn’t make it easy. He works hard and doesn’t complain to anyone even if he is grumbling on the inside.
Appearance: Tall, dark and handsome. Only, not as tall as his brother, not as dark as his brother there are definitely flecks of blonde or red in that hair, and not as handsome either. A rather square face with big dark eyes that look a little cartoonish. He is a little muscular from the hard work he does, but not overly so, not that anyone would notice unless they felt his arms. Tends to favour darker colours of clothes, cheap and dark to hide the stains…of work…not of blood…no.
History: Grew up in Paris with his parents and his brothers and sisters in a moderately poor flat in the centre of the city. Everything they had was bought out of necessity and it was installed in him from a young age that if you want something you have to work hard for it. So he did. The only problem was that part of that working hard appeared to be clearing up the messes and disasters that belonged to his older brother. He also had to step in between his brothers arguments with…well…everyone, but especially when it came to Natalya.
He found out about his mothers past around the same time as Arkady and it had a big impact on himself although somewhat differently. He became terrified that someone would find out and drag them back into royal life, or worse persecute them for it. He didn’t want to imagine what his brother would be like then, with all that power. He did his best not to think about but the growing resentment he saw in his brother scared him and he made sure to keep a watchful eye on him…all the time playing the role of the common hard working man, and telling himself he wanted it to be that way.
When Arkady left for Tintagel he had to admit there was a certain peace between them all for a time. Until his parents started worrying and whilst they never forced him to follow his brother, he felt they wanted him to continue watching out for him. And so left for Tintagel.
Age: 15
Parents: Anastasia ‘Anya’ Romanov (mother) Dimitri (father)
Siblings: Arkady (brother), Natalya (sister)
Personality: Broody and not in the sense that he wants lots of kids. Broody in the style of Angel, all dark and sad and pensive. Is a serious sufferer of the middle child syndrome which nobody seems to understand! He is essentially a good boy, but not by choice, more because his brother was and is such a wild chance the responsibility of being the one to look up to fell on him. He has a very slow burning temper that he always keeps in check, so as not to be as firey as his parents or his brother. He doesn’t lash out immediately but instead stews and lets it build up and up until he cant help but lash out…quietly…away from others. He has been known to smile, sometimes, around his younger sister whom he loves. He does care about his older brother but it isn’t easy for him to do so, his brother doesn’t make it easy. He works hard and doesn’t complain to anyone even if he is grumbling on the inside.
Appearance: Tall, dark and handsome. Only, not as tall as his brother, not as dark as his brother there are definitely flecks of blonde or red in that hair, and not as handsome either. A rather square face with big dark eyes that look a little cartoonish. He is a little muscular from the hard work he does, but not overly so, not that anyone would notice unless they felt his arms. Tends to favour darker colours of clothes, cheap and dark to hide the stains…of work…not of blood…no.
History: Grew up in Paris with his parents and his brothers and sisters in a moderately poor flat in the centre of the city. Everything they had was bought out of necessity and it was installed in him from a young age that if you want something you have to work hard for it. So he did. The only problem was that part of that working hard appeared to be clearing up the messes and disasters that belonged to his older brother. He also had to step in between his brothers arguments with…well…everyone, but especially when it came to Natalya.
He found out about his mothers past around the same time as Arkady and it had a big impact on himself although somewhat differently. He became terrified that someone would find out and drag them back into royal life, or worse persecute them for it. He didn’t want to imagine what his brother would be like then, with all that power. He did his best not to think about but the growing resentment he saw in his brother scared him and he made sure to keep a watchful eye on him…all the time playing the role of the common hard working man, and telling himself he wanted it to be that way.
When Arkady left for Tintagel he had to admit there was a certain peace between them all for a time. Until his parents started worrying and whilst they never forced him to follow his brother, he felt they wanted him to continue watching out for him. And so left for Tintagel.
