[TGISDP] Who is Csepel?

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TGISDP Campus Security Name: Csepel Janos (Cheh-pel) Age: 31 Pronouns: He/him Gender: Male Sexuality: Unlabeled Relationships: Strictly platonic, unless romantic relationships are discussed beforehand. ( https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1259295399/ ) Appearance: With a lean, though not particularly stocky frame, Csepel stands at 5'11, or 180 cm. His gait is even and deliberate, with long, languid strides. Strawberry blonde hair falls just below his ears, cut into a layered and thick style with certain strands woven in with colorful ribbon and fabric. Cutting through the orangeish hair are stark sections of white and silvery hair that blend smoothly into the surrounding orange. His eyes are round and very expressive, with coppery red and amber irises, and right below his right eye sits a rice-shaped indent in his skin that creases and becomes much more evident when he smiles. Csepel's teeth are crooked and overcrowded, with elongated, fang-like incisors, and lips that are thin and wide with an odd, pale sheen. He has a long, jagged nose, dull brown freckles scattered over it and the rest of his face and arms. His shoulders are loose and double jointed, making them widely flexible but prone to injury. His fingers are long and thick, with cracked and thin nails that have a sharp edge. His legs look disproportionately short compared to the rest of his body, though not overly so, and his feet are wide and flat. Clothing & Accessories: With a stiff, dull grey waistcoat layered over a frilly white undershirt, and a thick black tailcoat, it’s safe to say that Csepel’s style is a little… outdated. Ornate silver buttons line the open front of the tailcoat, though the coat itself is rarely ever buttoned up, revealing a vibrant red tie tucked into the top of his waistcoat. Black slacks, held up by a thin, plain leather belt, drop down to his ankles, where similarly simple, polished black dress shoes are worn with neat black laces. A stout black fedora sits over Csepel’s hair, a dark red band wrapped around the base, and his ear lobes have simple, bright red gem studs. Clean, white gloves sit pulled over his hands, the edges tucked into his sleeves. Personality: [+] Honorable - Trust the word of the hellspawn. He might’ve been blessed with slightly more subtle features, but he has yet to see that pay off in how his colleagues treat him. Nevertheless, Csepel is a man of his word. Hell-bent on honoring it, however ridiculous it might seem. There isn’t much that can be said to make him change his mind; it just wasn’t how he was raised. His word is the most powerful thing he has, and if the people around him can’t trust his word, he doesn’t have any power. [+] Calm - Training has honed in his nerves. Regardless of his harsh and uncaring exterior, Csepel is a calm and gentle person. Steely under pressure, no doubt thanks to endless training and fieldwork, and gentle and kind on default. He certainly couldn’t do his job nearly as well if he was always aggressive or unfeeling. [+] Thorough/thoughtful - Every minute detail is taken into account in a very methodical way. Whether it be a simple outing, a day at work, or something or somewhere new, chances are that Csepel is or already has planned out what needs to happen for everything to go right, or the absolute best way to do something; combed through possibilities and faults. This was obviously a practiced skill, honed in alongside a natural intuition and a guiding hand. [=] Analytically/Intuitively Keen - Afformentioned intuition has stuck with Csepel long into adulthood. A keen, impulsively analytical mind whose confidence lies with his plans, knowledge, and experience. A comfort and a damn strong habit. He’s someone who can both talk and talk, and be incredibly perspective to the people in his environment. And even /still/ he can blend into the background and bring less attention to himself. It’s an art, and one he’s still mastering. Still carefully playing his cards right.