Gemstone: Amethyst
Magic Ability: Healing, Light control over people's emotions.
Full name: Julian Rowland
Nickname: Jules. He hátes it though.
Age: 22
Place of birth: Carlingford - Ireland
Date of birth: 21-12
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Ethnicity: Caucasian, half Irish and half Greek.
Race: Gemheart
Blood type: AB Negative
Height: 1.86 m (6.1 ft?)
Weight:73.1 kg
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Really dark green with just a hint of brown.
Clothing style: His style can best be described as casually formal. He normally wears a white shirt and black jeans and likes wearing good, solid shoes. So they'll most likely be a good quality leather. He has a long, beige trench coat (Like Castiel in Supernatural), which he absolutely loves. Just keep away with the flasher jokes, because he won't take too kindly to those.
Extra details: He has a scar on the right side of his face, beneath his eye *see picture*. It's half of a square. He doesn't shave a lot, so he mostly has stubbles. Seeing how he has trouble sleeping most of the time (he has a light form of insomnia. Some days it's better than others) he pretty much always has blue/purple bags under his eyes. His hands are surprisingly rough and quite a lot of little scars can be found on the palm of his hands and between his fingers. He wears an amethyst on a chain around his neck.
Likes: Books, intelligent people, being outside, water, tinkering with clocks and making them. He also likes photography.
Dislikes: Stupid people, stupid questions, dogs, fear, the dark, people touching his stuff without asking him and overly curious people.
Characteristics: Julian is a stubborn bitch, which is the most important thing to know, probably. This is both because of the way he was raised and because of his gemstone. He has a strong mind of his own and isn't scared of letting other people know. Once he decides to do something, he'll do it, and nobody will be able to tell him otherwise. He’s like this in discussions too. He shall hardly ever give in, especially not if he knows he’s right. And if he does give in, it’s either because he knows the person he’s arguing with can’t handle being in said discussion or because he realises he’s completely wrong.
He is a warm person and does believe everybody deserves a second chance. He is against violence and is repelled by the idea of physically hurting somebody. Which is probably why he can’t fight for shit. But second chances are important to him, seeing how he didn’t get one. He will always give someone respect, it’s their job to keep that respect high. It’s not as if he sees the best in people, because he certainly doesn’t. He just thinks there’s always more than meets the eye, which is why he shall always give someone time before deciding he likes them or not. And he expects the same, seeing how he’s not an overly extravert person. But he is a bit of a wussy, he can’t handle horrormovies and often thinks things go bump in the night. He hates this about himself, seeing how he thinks fears is irrational and annoying.
He is rather smart. Some might call him a genius. He especially likes history and is really into old literature. He is a very analytical thinker and is really good at making plans. He always has a couple at hand, he’d rather be prepared and be a few steps ahead. It’s what made him survive. He’d rather not show people he’s quite intelligent, so he just sticks to witty comments and correcting people if necessary. He doesn’t feel the need to jam his knowledge down everyone’s throat, but occasionally wordvomit comes out when people are really stupid. He can be quite snippy when that happens.
He's very sarcastic and it's easy for him to unintentionally hurt people because of that. His humour is sarcastic and a lot of his comments are sarcastic and he can’t really do anything about it. It just comes out. He doesn’t want to hurt people though, so he tries to tone it down. Especially around people he cares about and knows are easily done in by his sarcasm. Mind you, he tries. Doesn’t mean he succeeds. He also is very reluctant to apologise to people, because he's convinced it doesn't help anyway. And even when people tell him it's fine and that they accept his apology, he won't believe them easily. This can lead to problems, considering his sarcastic side. He hardly ever does that. He’s working on it, seeing how he does feel bad when he unintentionally hurts someone. It can eat away at him for quite a long time before finally cracking. So, to avoid this, he tries to just force himself to apologise, but it’s very hard for him. He’d rather beat himself up about it than saying he’s sorry. But this is not because he wants to be right or because it bruises his ego or anything like that. You have to know his past to understand this, seeing how his father still believes he killed his mother, even though Julian tried to patch things up between them.
Which is another issue. He doesn’t like talking about his past. Or, at least, not his teen years. He likes talking about his younger years, the clocks his father thought him to make, the bad sewing, but don’t try to pry. At some point, he will snap at you, big time. He is not an aggressive person, nor is he one that can be angered quickly, but his mother’s dead and everything concerning this is a no go area. He will get mad and you do not want Julian mad. Even though he will never turn to violence, his attitude changes. He becomes this scarily cold person and his voice will spiral down to a near growl. It ís a major weak spot of his, seeing how it’s the easiest and fastest way to get to him. It interferes with his good judgement. There aren’t a lot of people who can get him out of this mood and it usually takes long hours (sometimes even days, when left alone by people who can actually calm him) until he snaps out of it.
He is a very patient person though. Normally. He gives people time and won’t pry when it’s obvious they don’t want to talk about something. He doesn’t like it, so he doesn’t do it to other people. His patience is very clearly represented when we come down to clocks. He spends quite some time on tinkering with those. Taking the time to place every single small piece in the right spot. He also has this habit of humming. He does this while working, reading, just sitting somewhere or whenever he’s able to. People around him are probably used to it. Or they will get used to it.
Julian suffers from insomnia, but most of the time it's periodically. Some times it's worse than others, but he always managed to get at least one hour of sleep a night. Something is better than nothing. It's not a severe case though, it usually lasts a couple of days or weeks and after that he's able to sleep normally again. Until the next time.
Family History+History: Julian was born into a family of ordinary people, to an Irish clock maker (Alaric) and a Greek seamstress (Zoya). His line goes a long way back, at least when it concerns his Irish father. The family business has been making clocks for many, many decades now and has always been passed on from father to son. His mother is an immigrant, her father moved to Ireland when her mother passed away. They met when she came to pick up an antique pocket watch that her father had brought to the store to be fixed. It wasn't a love on first sight story. Alaric tried to woe Zoya for over 3 years until she finally caved in. That's when she found out he was actually a decent guy an decided to give him a legitimate chance.
Julian was born 4 years after that. He was a sickly child and his mother often worried about him. Her father telling her to use Windex as a remedy to everything really didn't help. Julian has been raised with a 'don't stop until everything's done. Don't give up, don't back down.' mentality and has always pushed his limits like this. He was send to school when he was old enough and It wasn't long until they figured out he was quite the intelligent little boy.
He started helping his parents when he was able to. He loved helping his dad build clocks from scratch. He has always had a delicate hand for that and still loves tinkering with clocks. He also used to help his mom sew, but he was never good at that. He has a lot of scarring on his hands because of him stabbing himself with needles. He did pick up his habit of humming songs around this time. His mother always used to sing or hum songs and tunes and he just copied her.
Julian realised something was 'wrong' with him when he was about 12. His mother always had a big love for amethysts, so he was always around them. One night, he found his mother crying in the bedroom, praying with her rosemary beads. His grandfather just died and his mother couldn't really handle that. When trying to comfort her, she made him sit down with her and ushered him into saying prayer with him, pushing one of her rosemaries in his hand. The beads were amethyst. He prayed for his mother to not be sad anymore, to find that spark of happiness again. And it worked. She wasn't suddenly overly happy, but that small spark was back and she slowly got back on her feet. Julian had never believed in god, seeing how he never did any good before this, so he started to look into things and eventually figured out it was him holding the amethyst beads that made magic happen. It didn't take him all to long to figure out is was amethyst in all forms which could make him slightly control people's emotions. He never told his parents though.
Shit completely went to hell when he was 14. Not in the way of him failing school or anything like that (Hell, he's a straight A student), but in the way of a hunter. He got home from school one day and found the house to be eerily quiet. Normally, he would be able to hear his mom's sewing machine or at least smell some kind of food, mixed with his mom's humming. This not being present, instantly raised his guard. He wanted to run there and then, but he didn't. He decided to search the house. When he reached the bedroom, he knew his mother was in there, because he could hear her sobbing and pleading. Not for her own life, but for her son's. He could listen in to the conversation and it became pretty evident that, whomever it was, wanted him dead and wanted to rip out his heart. This was also the first time Julian heard about the phrase 'gemchild'. Fear gripped Julian and all he could do was watch through the keyhole, because just barging in would surely not be the best idea. He was just in time to watch his mother's throat being slashed. For a moment, Julian was completely petrified. Then he just ran, as fast and as far away as he could. Because he wasn't planning on dying.
After a few weeks of running (and hiding. Lots of hiding), he found out that he was now the main suspect in his mother's murder. It took him two years before he finally had the courage to go back home and face his dad (who was at the shop when his mother was killed). He knew he wouldn't be able to stay, seeing he had a small issue with hunters and stuff, but he could at least try to patch things up with his dad. His father, however, was convinced it was Julian who had killed Zoya. He didn't call the police, but let his son get some of his stuff and then made him leave. Telling him he should never, ever have the nerve to show up at that doorstep again.
Julian took the first plane to the United States. Hoping it would give him a chance to start over. Of course, that never happened, seeing how he always had hunters on his back from. Julian isn't good at fighting, at all.He always survived by pure intelligence and instinct. He made sure he was always at least two steps ahead of them, but you can't always keep running. Especially when you want to just be able to settle down and have a place of your own. Feel safe.
So, one day he was just so sick of trying to run, he decided it wouldn't hurt to see if google had any suggestions. I mean, Google knows EVERYTHING. And seeing how he really was in need of some help, this was his best shot. He googled 'gemchild protection' and was really surprised to stumble across Raisa. He bought a ticket to Somersdale and that's how he ended up with Raisa.
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[ bericht aangepast op 4 mei 2013 - 18:37 ]
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