<span style="font-style: italic">Duo is a dog/wolf guy who has grown up in rather strange circumstances. On one hand he's a wild child to the teeth. On another he's tame, calm, and collected. When he's in wild child mode he has tendancy to be violent, irrational, quick to act on instinct rather than think things through. When in tame mode he's gentle, rational, very intelligent, compromising, and tends to think things through rather than leaping before looking. He is a very well known aristocrat's son. He was born with a genetic mutation which gave him his dog/wolf features. One day his father decides its time for him to marry which does NOT please my character even so his father makes an agreement with the King of the country they are in that his 18 year old son would marry his slightly older daughter.</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/untitled136-2-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Duo<br/>18<br/>Dog/Wolf Man<br/><br/>Duo and his father were always arguing. Nothing he ever did was good enough. Part of it he was sure was because of his birth defects. Who wanted a son that well sexy as hell had ears of a dog or wolf and even a long fluffy wolf like tail? Apparently not his father because he made his life hell. His father was always getting on him about everything. He was always told he was a freak because of a genetic mutation. How the hell was that HIS fault? If anything it was his dad's screwed up genes that caused it. A point his father did not like being pointed out to him. Which of course meant he always had to point it out to his father. Which resulted in the fight getting even higher in temperature levels. He knew he was a bad boy. He had not had one relationship where it was more than a one night stand. Mostly because he knew what people said about him behind his back. Yeah he was sexy but they all thought him weird because of his ears and tail. Even though with the white outfit he wore you couldn't really see his tail.<br/><br/>He stood on top of the roof of the house. Rather angry about what his father had decided to blow up in his face. Who the hell wanted an arranged marriage??? Not him. That was for sure. He just wanted to live his life his own way. He just couldn't rebel himself out of this one. His father made it with the King of the country. That was definitely a big F you from his father. He knew it had to be out of spite. Especially since the not tame duo didn't like being tied down. Not to anything including a time and place. He stood there growling on top of the roof. Just thinking over this whole fucked up event. His father just liked making his life hell. Then again he wasn't much better at not making his father's that way.<br/><br/>He jumped off the roof and got about two feet air time before landing on his feet. One palm touching the ground before he pushed up straight. Screw his father. He was going to do what he wanted when he wanted. It wasn't his problem if his father got in trouble with the king. He took off and flipped up onto a car. Riding on the roof of it until another faster car drove by and flipped onto it. Riding them through the city like they were skateboards. Finally flipping off and walked into a restaruant. He ordered some food and began to eat it. He calmed down by the time he was through. Leaving the resturaunt and this time walked back towards the house. When he got home he saw a long ass black limo resting in the long driveway. Walking inside and ignored everyone. When his father called out he acted as if he didn't hear him. Going into his room and shut the door.<br/><br/>An hour later a maid knocked on his door. "Sir...your presence is being requested in the dining hall." Came the soft voice of Anna-marie. "And? What else is new?" He called out. "Sir please come or I fear your father will be in a foul mood to all the rest of us." She said in a gentle voice. "Fine. Whatever." He got up and walked out of the room. Despite the cooler temperatures outside he wore a tight white top and pants. The top accented his muscles and had no sleeves. (see image) He walked into the dining hall and shot his father venomous glares. Studying the two people inside. "Duo...this is the King and his daughter. His daughter and you have an arranged marriage starting today." He shot his father a look that if looks could kill the man would be dead. Growling a bit and stood there rather rigid as the hot headed Duo came out. "I don't fucking care! You can't force me to do something with some woman I've never even met!" He yelled at his father. Shocking the king but his father merely rolled his eyes. "Actually I can and I have."<br/><br/>Duo sent him a dark glare. Fists balled at his side. "Screw you old man! I'm through with this meeting!" He said. Turning and went right back out the dining room door despite his father's protest. Pointedly slamming the door as another F you to the old man. He went to his training grounds hidden in hedges of the garden. He closed his eyes and took up a fighter's stance. His leg arching over his head and then he punched when his feet came down. Violently using martial arts to cool his firey temper. Spiral kicking and landing on his toes with elegant ease.<br/><br/>Meanwhile his father bowed to the king. "Forgive him your majesties. He has been quite unruly since his mother passed away. He and I have never seen eye to eye." He looked at the Princess and the King. "He is probably training in his secret place. I believe its in the garden somewhere." This wouldn't change that the marriage was on. He and the king had already sealed the contract and given it to the royal advisor. "Princes (insert name) why don't you and your personal guard go seek out Duo. I'm sure he is in his secret place. He would never hurt a woman but I'm quite certain it wouldn't be the same if I sought him out." He and the king then began discussing things of business.<br/><br/>Duo spin kicked then flipped at an angle. His one leg posed to kick something while his other landed and straightened him up. He punched numerous times then kicked with his other leg. Backflipping and landing on his hands and kicked spinning himself like a top by his hands. Then flipped up into the air and landed gracefully on one foot. This training continued as the irrational him fought invisible foes and trained nonstop.