<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/179016-1-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Spirit<br/>Age: 18<br/>Power: Necromancy, "Living" Weapons (weapons that are endowed with a spiritual entity and can think and act on their own)<br/><br/>Spirit was a man who stayed distant from others. At least he had until some sort of Agent group found him. That was literally less than five weeks ago. Apparently they were intrigued rather than frightened by his eerie powers. No it seemed they apparently found this natural Necromancy...interesting. He found them all crazy in the coconut. He had in five weeks become one of the most skilled AND top agents the government had. They were a conspiracy. Much like Area 51. Only they were more so. He had been told he was being given a partner...again. When would they learn NO ONE wanted to be stuck with a young man who could talk to, see, and summon beings that were no longer among the living. Vampires did not count.<br/><br/>He walks into the office. "Yes chief? You called for me?" he asks. Getting the nod he looks at Rea. And sighs. "You sure this one will stick around?" The chief said yes. He looks at him. "You said that about the last thirteen." he mutters. He looks at Rea. "Name is Spirit. What is yours? Come along. I'll show you around. I'll show you where you and I will be staying." he says simply.<br/><br/>He eyed the new person that was here. She would just be chased off by his powers so he really didn't see the point of him being partners with her. The others had been slightly creeped out. He gave off a natural eerie aura. Or something like that. He wasn't trying to but he had learned no one would be able to deal with a Necromancer. It just scared the hell out of people. The last thirteen attempted partner pairings had requested a change within a day or two at most. He had given up finding someone who could handle his power. Who wouldn't be? If he was in their shoes he would be creeped out too. He sighs mentally. Well here we go again.<br/><br/>He hoped she wouldn't ask the man or his secretary questions. He REALLY did not wish to stand through another three hour meaningless and boring lecture. The last five idiotically did that. He shakes his head. No emotions showed on his face. His eyes which could at times be expressive were not showing anything. An icy almost eerie lack of emotions or life showed in his eyes. He would hope she wouldn't run off and leave him like the last partners. Sometimes he wished he could go back to his old life. Only he had no old life because the government made it so he never existed. They most likely did the same to the young woman they were going to attempt partnering him with.<br/><br/>He was hot even if he was distant. He unknowingly had a fan club who oogled him from a distance. Compared to the other males he was sexy in a eerie and out of this world sort of way.