Disparaître est la seule chose dont j'ai besoin. La solitude éternelle est tout ce que je mérite.
8 h 30
C'était calme. C'est normal. Bien que les oiseaux criaient toujours si doucement à l'extérieur que jonglait un homme blanc presque blanchi, hors de portée de ses dessins. Les yeux pâles de lavande clignotant lentement alors qu'il regardait ses croquis pour son prochain livre de manga, il enleva lentement ses lunettes ovales et les mit sur son bureau. Dessiner des doigts minces contre les yeux fatigués pour les soulager éveillés. C'était déjà le matin il semblait, il semblait que le temps venait de passer. Peut-être qu'il devrait l'appeler une nuit alors, puisqu'il a beaucoup travaillé. Alver avait tendance à rester éveillé la nuit et à dormir pendant la journée. Ceux qui l'ont connu l'ont souvent qualifié de vampirique à cause de cela. C'était une coutume à laquelle il s'était habitué après un certain temps. Pour éviter la lumière du soleil autant que possible. Il n'avait pas beaucoup de raison de quitter la maison depuis qu'il a rompu avec Lucas. Avant, il était encore plus rare. Surtout après la mort de père...
En donnant un peu de bâillement, il s'étendit un peu avant de se lever de son bureau. Déposant son stylo, l'homme aux cheveux blancs regarda sur la collection de figurines, de livres de manga, d'affiches et de peluches avant de se diriger vers les rideaux fermés et de le retirer. Examinant l'extérieur, pour trouver une certaine satisfaction d'avoir une lumière d'immersion malgré être le matin. Il avait l'air plutôt nuageux, et pourrait pleuvoir aujourd'hui. Peut-être qu'après une sieste de trois heures, il pourrait aller se promener au parc. Pour l'instant, il devrait peut-être prendre du thé avant d'aller se coucher.
Alver est sorti de la chambre et a descendu les escaliers. On pouvait entendre une douce douceur et, une fois qu'il a franchi le dernier pas au premier étage, une boule grise de fourrure s'est frottée contre ses jambes. Avec un sourire, le grand homme pâle s'est plié et a frappé ses doigts minces contre la tête affectueuse du félin. Bonjour Miko. il a accueilli le chat doucement avant de continuer à la cuisine pour faire sa tasse de thé.
Il n'y avait aucun démenti que c'était un peu solitaire... mais c'est bon. Il avait au moins Miko et depuis qu'il a emménagé ici, c'était plutôt paisible. Pas de seaux pleins de peinture tombant sur sa tête, pas de voisins qui chient dans les oreilles, pas de regards à venir.. pas d'enfants bavardant et l'utilisant pour jouer au poulet, c'était plutôt bien quand il pensait à cela.
8 h 59
Après une tasse de thé et prendre un peu de temps pour se détendre, il lava sa tasse, la mit dans le lave-vaisselle avant de se coucher. D'abord sur le visage du lit, Miko a décidé de sauter sur le lit et de monter rapidement le long de son dos. Il l'a serré avant de se friser dans une balle entre ses omoplates. L'albinos a donné quelques mutters de désapprobation mais n'a pas bougé de sa position. Trop fatigué et confortable pour vraiment se soucier de son félin qui décide de l'utiliser comme un oreiller chauffé personnel. Lentement, il a enlevé ses lunettes et les a posées sur la table de nuit. Juste une petite sieste.
9 heures
Une minute dans sa sieste, il entendait quelque chose dehors. Peu de temps après, sa porte a été frappée. La tête se jetant dans l'alarme, Alver a fouetté ses yeux de lavande vers la direction de sa porte d'entrée était. Cela a bien sûr amené Miko à me plaindre alors qu'elle se redressait le dos, alarmé par le mouvement soudain. La confusion a gravé son chemin sur son visage mince alors qu'il essayait de penser à qui ce mystérieux visiteur pouvait être. Lily n'avait pas prévu de réunion, n'est-ce pas? Non, il ne s'en souvenait pas. Maman était encore au travail, donc elle ne s'arrêtait pas bientôt. C'est Lucas? J'espère que non. Il n'y avait pas vraiment quelqu'un qui s'embêterait à marcher ici depuis qu'il vivait dans la partie la plus boisée de la ville. Juste pour qu'il puisse éviter les gens. Peut-être un vendeur? Peut-être.
C'est pas vrai. Il ne voulait pas ouvrir cette porte. Ça voulait dire qu'il devait socialiser. C'est pas vrai. Non, ça va. C'était impoli de ne pas y répondre, alors il ferait mieux de le sucer et de s'en occuper. Sur le mur de son dos, il y avait une épée, et il faisait une prière mineure. "D'accord. Pour les urgences, Sakabato... Vérifiez. Guide-moi bien Kenshin." Il s'est moqué avant de sortir du lit. Jeter les mains sur lui-même rapidement pour aplatir ses vêtements pour avoir l'air un peu décent. Il portait une chemise soyeuse blanche, sans boutons, au milieu de sa poitrine. J'ai mis son cadre mince. Porter un pantalon en sueur beige et une paire de chaussettes blanches. Ses cheveux blancs atteignent juste passer ses omoplates, pendus lâchement et n'étaient que légèrement déshonorés. Il l'a rapidement traversé pour l'aplatir un peu. Muttering comme un brin frisqué et il aurait dû essayer de l'aplatir à nouveau rapidement. Pas exactement l'usure formelle, mais ça le ferait. Il n'avait pas prévu d'avoir des visiteurs pour longtemps. Assez longtemps pour savoir ce qu'ils voulaient puis les enlever.
En sortant de sa chambre, il se dirigea vers la porte d'entrée, regardant sa tête de l'escalier avec prudence pour regarder la porte. Déplacer ses yeux vers la chauve-souris le reposé juste à côté de la porte, il a pris une profonde respiration. "Batman Bat, double chèque, j'espère que je n'aurai pas besoin de tes services, Chevalier Noir." Alver murmura avant de prendre une autre respiration profonde pour obtenir son sang-froid. Ok, tout allait bien. C'était un homme grand, intimidant et bizarre. Tout allait bien. S'il arrive quelque chose de bizarre, il peut les effrayer. Il suffit de les intimider, utilisez les fonctionnalités vampy/ghostly à l'avantage. Ils n'ont pas à savoir qu'il ne ferait pas de mal à une mouche. Non, pas du tout.
Une fois qu'il a obtenu ses repères, Alver est allé à la porte, posture droite et ses yeux de lavande se rétrécissant sérieusement. En pressant les mains contre la porte, il a jeté un coup d'œil à travers le trou pour examiner son invité inattendu. Des invités, apparemment. C'était difficile pour lui de voir clairement à travers le trou, mais ça semblait être deux garçons. Un joli petit avec les cheveux noirs, l'autre assez gros et musclé avec les cheveux blonds. hésitant à ouvrir la porte, il a mordu sa lèvre inférieure dans des soupçons mineurs avant de se secouer la tête pour lever le courage et juste interagir. Alors il ouvrit la porte, lentement, avant de révéler pleinement sa grande forme pâle. Des yeux de lavande regardant ses deux visiteurs. Heureusement, son porche l'a protégé de la lumière du soleil même les jours ensoleillés, afin qu'il puisse se tenir à la porte en toute sécurité.
Alver a ouvert la bouche un peu pour dire quelque chose avant de s'arrêter comme il le sentait... une sorte de familiarité. Il se branlait les yeux alors qu'il regardait bien les deux hommes plus courts, ils s'évanouissaient vite, alors que la reconnaissance lui arrivait finalement. Ce visage de bébé... cet air de joie joviale qui entourait un être géant... non, ça ne pouvait pas l'être.
Comment ça? Pourquoi? Quand? Quoi?
Harpy et Teddy... ou en d'autres termes Zachary Harper et Julius Graham. Alver n'était pas prêt pour cela. Pas du tout. Il n'avait pas vu ces deux-là depuis... des années. Il était sûr qu'il avait disparu de leur vie. Comment dans les bleuets ils l'ont trouvé?! Pour quoi faire?! Est-ce que maman tattle? Lily a-t-elle décidé de lui faire une blague? Quelqu'un l'a traqué chez lui?! Une fois que la reconition complète et le mouvement ont été autorisés, Alver a essayé immiédietly de claquer la porte. Malgré le sentiment qu'une partie de son cœur remplissait de joie, une grande partie était une terreur absolue. Bien que son expression soit restée vide autre que la simple surprise, son esprit essayait de se retirer.
« Mission avortée Mission avortée Mission avortée! Ne pas sortir de Nopeville!" Il ne pouvait s'empêcher de penser dans son esprit.
Malheureusement, il semblerait que sa tentative de fermer ses amis d'enfance se soit heurtée à un échec alors que Julius a réussi à attraper la porte. L'œil droit légèrement agité, il a pris une profonde respiration avant de croiser ses bras au-dessus de sa poitrine et a rétréci son regard en plein éblouissement. Et bien. Ça n'a pas marché.
Après quelques instants de silence, Alver a finalement réussi à parler. "... vous avez cinq minutes pour partir. Ou expliquez ce que vous voulez. Ou je viderai toute l'essence de la vie de votre corps..." La voix de l'homme fantôme s'est exprimée dans une menace mineure. C'était un peu soyeux et élégant, mais aiguisé. Bien qu'en réalité il était vide. Il ne leur ferait jamais de mal. Toujours s'ils sont partis alors tout le mieux. Jouer le fantôme bizarre ou vampire a travaillé sur les enfants parfois... Il semble être ennuyé, mais pas nécessairement à ce qu'ils font actuellement. Honnêtement, Harpy chère avait probablement un plan stupide et a traîné Teddy dedans. Ce ne serait pas surprenant. Vraiment, il était plus éblouissant sur les cheveux de Zachary, alors qu'il regardait les deux. Étant donné que son mode d'évasion a été arrêté, il pourrait aussi bien vérifier ses amis et voir comment ils ont grandi. Teddy est devenu plus gros et a mis un peu de muscle, mais Harpy avait encore ce joli visage. Mais il a teint ses beaux cheveux rouges! Petit branleur!
Bien sûr, Alver tenait sa langue. Il n'était pas la mère de Harpy, donc pas comme s'il pouvait se plaindre. Mais pour l'amour de tout ce qui est saint... Zachy a une si jolie nuance de cheveux rouges.
Birthday
October 31st
Age
26
Formula and Sexuality
Versatile and Homosexual
Goal
To be a little more out of shell. Do what friends do. Hangout and things. Or attempt to.
Marriage/Family/Love Life
Has been in one relationship four years ago. But he shut himself in after the break up. Has a grey she-cat named Miko. His father, having died when Alver was fifteen, was a kind man. While his mother still lives working as a policewoman. Rarely home.
Occupation
Writer/Manga Artist/Artist
Appearance



Height: 7'0
Weight: 160 lb
Other prominent traits: His skin is ghostly pale, odd lavender colored eyes that occasionally change depending on the angle with the sunlight. White hair. Often wears a pair of glasses or contacts. Despite being tall, he's pretty skinny and almost looks fragile. But he can still pull off a judo move or two.
Middleschool/Highschool Clique
He's the nerdy, introvert sort of person.
Past Crush
He had a crush on Mikaela Winter during his school years. Alver felt a silent connection or familiarity towards his childhood friend. Perhaps because they both were... off in their own way. Bullied, misjudged. Alver didn't particularly have much hesitation when he figured out what he was feeling, and ended up confessing. Yet he was turned down. Heartbroken and crushed, he felt a bit bitter yet he just smiled in response. Then his father died, and the combination of grief assisted in secluding himself from everyone.
Current Crush
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Are you in contact with a Rose?
No.
Personality
Alver is sort of quiet at first, mostly because he starts out suspicious of other people due to what his parents often warned him about and his previous encounters. Due to this, he can be sarcastic, sometimes a smart-ass, and let out a bit more of his dark sarcastic humor. He's also sometimes a bit mean and bitter when it comes to people who seem to feel overly sorry for themselves. He doesn't mean to be cruel, it just comes out that way. However, he's a pretty mature, sweet and kind boy who's rather calm most of the time. Pretty level headed, and doesn't enjoy fights. He's naturally curious and adventurous and enjoys wandering about often, seeming to ignore any possible danger. Although he doesn't have a lot of social skills and finds it difficult on how to talk to others, he does want other people's company even for a little bit. Having been secluded most of his life. But he's always willing to lend a friendly ear to those who feel down, giving his own friendly advice and opinions. Quite a fatherly/brotherly figure towards those younger than him. He loves flowers, stargazing, singing and playing the piano. As well as practicing Judo his father taught him. He also likes animals. Despite his overall kind nature, he can be mischievous and enjoys teasing others and has a little bit of dark humor. Despite others not usually enjoying his presence and sometimes hating his own appearance, he has a small bit of pride in his looks and never really attempts hiding his hair anymore, even growing it out into a longer length. He also enjoys taking advantage of those who are a bit scared of him from the 'demonic, ghost, vampire' rumors.
He is however quite a bit naïve. Mostly a introvert during the day, and spending most of his time drawing or reading, he's not very good with technology or picking up certain things. He hasn't watched many movies, or adventured the internet other than strictly for work, sayings usually fly over his head, and he usually thinks his looks drive people away, so he never notices if people actually find him attractive. He's neat and organized, his house quite tidy and doesn't quite enjoy a mess. Though usually is the one who always cleans up even if the mess isn't his. Though he does enjoy wearing loose clothes as they are comfy. Likes cute things (including people).
Short Bio
On the day of Halloween, October 31st, gave birth to a boy with striking white hair and very pale white skin. Eyes a pretty light lavender color that often seemed to change color depending on where the light struck them. Sometimes lavender, sometimes a very light pale blue, and even a tinge of red people would say. His parents were quite shocked to see such a pale baby and wondered if he was just unhealthy, having never seen someone as pale as a ghost. He wasn't, the was just born with the gene of extremely rare pigments of a albino. So, his mother named him Alver, meaning "White" in Latin-American, along to fit with his last name, Rozu meaning Rose. His parents worried over his well being, as the doctors gave them proper diagnostics of possible defects of albinos, as well as studying their own research. They feared he would burn easily and wouldn't be able to see well since he had such low pigments in his eyes.
So he was quite sheltered as a child. His parents often trying to keep him indoors and away from people, in fear of others reaction. As well as not wanting their son to burn easily or hurt his eyes further. Alver however was the curious sort. He wanted to go outside, play, interact with the other children. Including going to school like everybody else. In which case, his parents relented as long as he wore a hoodie, brought a umbrella and sunglasses with him. Of course this made him look a bit more awkward.
His father died when Alver was fifteen, and his mother spends most her time working as a policewoman. Through his time in public school, he was often bullied for his looks. But he stayed around and put up with it so he could be with his friends. However, when his friendships fell apart... So did he. Unable to handle it and becoming bitter over people, he left public school to be home schooled. Shutting out the world and finding comfort in his own tiny one.
When he was fifteen year old and he was out playing by himself, he was kidnapped by a group of shady people. His parents were of course on the case and hunted them down, however, during the rescue, Son Rozu was shot in the crossfire and bled out. He lost his father that day and he blames himself for it. This was what really made him shut and push everyone away. Not wanting to put others in danger just because of how he looked. He didn't want to see someone else bleed and die in front of him like his father. Especially someone he cared about.
As a adult after his friendship broke with his childhood friends and his father's death, he more or less secluded himself from people as much as possible. Save the occasional few from work.
Other
*He has sensitive hearing and sense of smell. So he doesn't like loud places or strong smelling areas.
*He likes to play piano and sing occasionally.
*He enjoys cooking and is actually quite good at it.
*He'a a bit of a clean freak and his house is kept tidy.
*A habit of is that he takes care of others. Makes sure people are well fed, makes sure their clothes are straight, makes sure they have what they need. It's why he was taken advantage of by bullies as he'd usually 'help' them with their homework or give away his lunch. That and he his friends usually poked fun at how he could be a mother hen.
*He has a high dislike/fear of any vehicle and usually avoids using them.
*If ever he goes out in sunlight, he wears light colored clothes, sunglasses, and has a umbrella to protect himself.
*He likes cloudy or rainy days.
*He enjoys painting, and occasionally, he paints his childhood friends when they were kids.
*He's quite the dork really. Loves manga and comic books and the occasional video game. Though most he can't quite play as his eyes can't handle them very well. Most of the older games he could though.
Theme Song(s)
Pompeii by Bastille
Away From The Sun by 3 Doors Down
Answer 
Coward Montblanc 



(Acquaintance / Friend / Close Friend / Best Friend / Love Interest / Boyfriend-Girlfriend / Ex / Enemy)
Zachary Harper
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"When we were kids, Harpy and Miky were pretty much the kids of the group. I remember Harpy was so adorable and looked like such a girl. It's a reason I called him Harpy. For his last name and to tease his feminine features. Still, he was a bit of a baby and I often found myself trying to baby him. He was a bit of a scatter brain though. Honestly, I swear he needed other people to take care of him. I didn't really mind when he needed attention though... Hope at least nowadays he can stand on his own."
Genie Fulton
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"If I was the calm one, GG the Pup was the temperamental one. He could get loud and I swear you even hint at a competition, he'd jump at the chance. He even tried to beat me at painting. That was messy. We'd butt heads occasionally, but to me he was like a large dog. Lots of barking, but was loyal and cute when he wanted to be. And despite his temperament, I knew he was someone I could rely on back then."
Julius Graham
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"Awe Teddy. Such a cute kid. Despite the big guy he was lovable like a teddy bear. Adorable in his own way, course he didn't always enjoy it when I teased him about it. Always saying he was totally manly or something. But I liked him when he showed his true colors. When I painted, he would watch me sometimes, but whenever I offered for him to try, he'd just refuse. It was a pity. I still think of him fondly even now when I paint. Thinking his cheerful self would probably brighten this lonely house."
Mikaela Winter
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend/First Crush
"Miky... He had always been such a cutie. Despite being older then me, I just wanted to coddle him, protect him and make him smile. He was just so... Breathtaking is what comes to mind. It's hard to describe. When we were young, he spoke of such interesting fantasies sometimes. I wanted to paint them. Draw them. See what he saw. Course I couldn't quite replicate it, but it was nice trying. I was drawn to him unknowingly at first until we reached middle school years. Perhaps it was because his eyes were a little odd like mine... Or he was just odd as I was. So I got a little brave with some encouragement and confessed. I was rejected however. I knew that such a thing was possible, but I guess in my heart I was hoping for something straight out of a romantic book or a shounen manga. I also didn't realize how much it would hurt. And it really hurt. Cause the combination of fear, guilt, and bitterness held my heart. I was afraid I had just ruined our life long friendship. Guilty that I made Miky uncomfortable... And bitter that he didn't accept me. I knew it wasn't his fault, I did really. I hated myself for thinking that. I didn't want my friends to see the disgusting side of me. So I ran away. Like a coward and just ended up destroying my friendships. Thinking to myself 'they are better off without me. No one needs me. I'll just do what my kind does. Ghosts disappear.' So that's what I did. Disappear from their lives, letting them live them. It was fine. I'll be okay alone. Everything was better that way."
Niles Blake
Past and Present Relationship: Childhood Friend
"Coolio was a fun kid. He generally was just fun to be around. A bit silly.. Whenever we got in trouble, he was pretty much the one that talked us out of it. Then was able to laugh about it later. I had to fix his hair sometimes. It always felt he just royally messed it up. He just laughed at about anything though. It warmed the heart really."
Lucas Adolf
Past and Present Relationship: Ex-Boyfriend
"He's crude... insensitive... a jerk... and at times cruel. Yet he could show such kindness sometimes. He always had a talent at pulling my heartstrings. Guess in a way... he gave me a sense of belonging."