Name/Nickname: Sean Kier
Race: Tiger Faunus
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Weapons/Equipment/Armour: Garuda SirrocoIn their storage mode, each of these paired weapons takes the form of a bracer with guards running down either side of the forearm and over the knuckles. When they are engaged, a large, flat katar blade slides from the bracer and sockets into the knuckle guard. The triangular blades can then be made to split lengthwise down the middle to be used in combat like shears. Alternately, when split the blades can lock at 110° and be detached and launched from the guards like boomerangs.
Semblance: Hunting GroundsWhenever Sean isn't actively using his Aura, it 'bleeds' slowly into his surroundings. It's a self-limiting process, but the drain on his available internal Aura is sizeable; more often than not his internal Aura is at around half his capacity. The trade-off is that the Aura he bleeds into the environment stays
banked there rather than dissipating. The more time he spends in the place, the more saturated with his Aura it becomes. This provides two benefits. The first is that when fighting in a place he's spent a lot of time, the amount of Aura he can draw on is far higher than his internal capacity. The second advantage is that the Aura-rich territory allows him to track movement any within it.
Bio:Sean's family was, in a word, terrible. He was raised to completely buy into the anti-Faunus propaganda, and that if anyone gave him lip to show them how subhuman he really was. He bit some people
really bad. His home life was rough too, and considering how his family members acted it wasn't too hard to believe all the hate speech. Faunus are violent animals, that was just the truth of things to him.
There was a twisted silver lining to it, though. People need Faunus, or at least want them for some things. Cheap labourers to do heavy lifting and other hard work, underground fighting to bet on, and as muscle for criminals elements. Why do people want Faunus for jobs like that? The truth of the matter has a few complicated socioeconomic factors, but a much easier to grasp idea came to a young Sean: Faunus are good at it.
Armed with this conception, it didn't take long for him to figure out what he wanted to do. What career could he excel in, that made physical violence its bread and butter, was well respected, and well paid. Huntsmen.
He put everything into it, and found the road to his dream job unsettlingly easy. Throughout his time at Signal and Beacon he was routinely at the top end of his classes, excelling above most of his peers. His success, his racial status, and his abrasive personality earned him ire and spite from most of his classmates, which he found oddly entertaining. It made him wonder why humans even bother trying to be Huntsmen when they're so much better at other things; go make a fortune developing dust or weapons or armour, leave the mindless violence to people better suited to it.
Personality:Sean is a brute and a provocateur. He is at least as racist about Faunus as most humans are, and probably more so; endorsing the idea that they're instinct-driven, simple, dangerous, and have a natural propensity towards violence. More so, by his reckoning a Faunus who isn't like that is a worthless 'pet' that can't do anything. When people imply that Faunus are suited to physical labour he agrees without hesitation. After all, with their animal reflexes and naturally rugged forms, how couldn't they be? He recognizes that many people at Beacon, human and Faunus, hate him. His usual response is 'That's great, hate me more. It'll be even more delicious when I show you I'm better than you.'
Appearance:Sean is an intimidating physical specimen, standing 6'6" and rippling with corded muscles that boast of practicality rather than extraordinary bulk. His hair is striped orange and brown, except for his thick sideburns, which are snowy white. His eyes are a bright amber colour. He makes no efforts to hide his tiger ears or tail.
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Theme Song: A Tale of Six Trillion Years and a Night