Alver s'est arrêté alors qu'il recevait un courriel dans la nuit, regardant son ordinateur de son intense étude de manga de soi pour aider ce qui serait quelque peu attendu dans l'interaction régulière. Bien sûr l'anime ou le manga ne devrait pas être celui pour l'aider dans la socialisation ou l'interaction d'amitié, mais c'était tout ce qu'il avait. En cliquant sur l'email, son regard de lavande l'a rapidement lu et il a soulevé un léger sourcil. Il se souvenait vaguement de l'endroit... et il ne savait pas exactement ce qu'ils faisaient maintenant. C'est bien, c'est plus dur à préparer. Merci Harpy. Attends... son jumeau n'était pas un mec? Peu importe. Pour l'instant, le grand fantôme avait d'autres préoccupations à régler. Quoi qu'ils fassent, Zachary a apparemment voulu sortir et s'amuser. Compte tenu de la demande d'habillage «festif» quel que soit ce que cela signifie. C'était un peu enfantin... ou beaucoup. Ce n'était même pas encore Halloween, mais Alver l'a toujours considéré puisque cela rendrait probablement sa connaissance immature heureuse. C'était tout l'intérêt qu'il avait de quitter son refuge.
Qu'est-ce qu'il ferait? Il était en gros une attraction à pied de toute façon. Au moins, il ne connaissait aucun autre albinos en ville. Les enfants ont aimé le comparer à un fantôme ou à un vampire. Fantôme était un peu trop simple et être fondamentalement son moi quotidien. Vampire pourrait marcher. Il pourrait même être Zero Kiryu. Alver aimait penser qu'il ressemblait à l'ancien vampire humain. Pourtant, il n'était pas tout à fait positif que les autres l'obtiennent puisque Zero portait surtout des vêtements de tous les jours. S'il devait se déguiser, ça pourrait aussi bien être quelque chose qu'il ne porte pas tous les jours. Ses cheveux et ses yeux étaient naturels, donc bien sûr, il les portait tous les jours. Comme il rencontrait tout le monde, il voulait au moins avoir l'air un peu impressionnant. Après tout, c'était comme une première apparition et d'une certaine façon, il voulait entrer comme un bel homme enflammé.
Sesshomaru? Non, c'est pas vrai. Samouraï? Pas tout à fait. Peut-être un chevalier? Oh ou peut-être Dante? Les décisions. Mhmm il avait ce costume d'armure donc peut-être un chevalier serait assez impressionnant. Ce n'était pas quelque chose qu'il portait tout le temps et c'était comme s'habiller. C'était un chevalier! Quelque chose d'un peu à l'opposé des termes bas que les gens ont généralement jeté sur lui. Plus sur le chemin de la lumière et de la chevalerie. L'endroit le laisserait probablement apporter une vraie épée alors il devrait probablement utiliser un faux décoratif.
Lançant à l'horloge, Alver a réalisé qu'il était environ le matin maintenant et a décidé de retourner à sa chambre pour se reposer.
Timeskip: 28 octobre 18h30

Après s'être réveillé et avoir préparé le costume, Alver a appelé son patron/ami pour le conduire. Sortant de la voiture, Alver tourna la tête vers Lily qui le fixa avec un regard nerf épouvantable.
"C'est bien que tu sortes enfin d'Alver... mais juste une suggestion... si ces gars sont sexy. Assurez-vous de prendre la mémoire photographique et de les dessiner. Peut être utilisé dans une autre bonne série." La femme aînée a dit, faisant soupirer le grand homme pâle.
"Ne sont pas sûrs qu'ils apprécieraient d'être transformés en chef de manga. Merci pour la balade." Alver a dit, regardant son rôle ses yeux et agiter sa main.
"Détails. Sans doute ne le saurais-je jamais. Vous les dessinez de toute façon et ils se cachent dans votre garage. Appelez-moi avec les détails. Et envoyez-moi une photo d'eux." Lily a dit avant de partir.
Alver clignait lentement alors qu'il regardait la voiture de mustang noire descendre avant de marcher le long de la promenade latérale, regardant un morceau de papier qu'il avait écrit à la main sur l'adresse. Son armure se clinquant gentiment pendant qu'il marchait. C'était un peu lourd, mais ça lui va bien. Les hommes de l'époque médiévale ont dû avoir un peu de force pour toujours braquer ces choses autour. Remercie sa mère de ses années d'entraînement physique pour lui permettre de rester en bonne santé.
Peut-être qu'il devrait écrire quelque chose là-dessus? Flottant son regard de lavande vers le haut, le coloriage légèrement rouge clignotant avec un lampadaire qu'il a marché sous. Il a vu l'immeuble qu'il aurait dû partir. Harpy n'a pas donné de nom, mais il semblait que c'était celui autrefois connu sous le nom de Creatures 'n Crooks puis le Mockingbird. Ça ressemblait à... une arcade? Centre de divertissement? Quoi que ce soit, Alver aurait dû deviner que Zachary voulait qu'ils les rencontrent tous dans un endroit comme celui-ci. Pas qu'il n'aimait pas ces endroits. Il aimait les jeux qu'il pouvait jouer sans brûler ses globes oculaires. D'habitude, ces endroits étaient trop bruyants pour ses oreilles. Mais c'était pour Zachary, pour qu'il le tolère pour l'instant.
Respirant profondément, le grand homme a brossé une main gantée à travers ses cheveux blancs, se regardant brièvement dans la réflexion de la fenêtre pour se regarder. Je devais m'assurer qu'il avait l'air bien. Satisfait, malgré avoir passé de nombreuses heures devant son miroir pour le faire droit, il a poussé la porte ouverte et a marché à l'intérieur. Debout haut et marchant à l'intérieur calmement et cool. C'est un bel homme. Il pourrait le faire. C'était un adulte. Il était grand. Il pourrait jouer cool pour une nuit. Tout allait bien.
Spotting Zachary, celui qui a commencé tout cela avec deux autres, Alver est passé par là, regardant vers le bas les trois d'entre eux. Deux pirates et Zachary étaient apparemment des vampires. Comme c'est mignon. "... des salutations." l'homme pâle a réussi à les saluer. Son visage reste calme, mais réussit à donner un léger sourire amical.
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."