Haven is an average height and slightly under-muscled, due to his odd habit of rarely eating. Although skinny, the muscle he does have is sinewy and the viens in his arms and neck are pronounced, and when he flexes they pop out even more. His face is long, with a defiant square-set jaw and cold, grey eyes that could send a chill down your spine. A thin layer of film always settles on his face and it makes him look like a miner. There's a noticeable gaunt in his cheeks, and his high cheekbones make him look almost ghostly, save his faded tan. A broken but healed Roman nose sits in the middle of his paleish face and alludes to thin, deep colored lips that rarely smile. When he does, it's more of a discount grin with his not-so-straight teeth, and it's actually rather uncomfortable to look at. There are scars from street scraps on his face and neck; he likes showing them off to people who are genuinely impressed. A fluffy, greasy, unstyled collection of dark hair sits on his head. It's grown out from it's original cut of a mohawk, but not so much that it's lost it's shape. He has tattoos on his arms and back of symbols that are meaningful to him, including the symbol for Aquarius. An A enclosed by a circle is inked on his neck; it's the only tattoo there. Clothing-wise he's unimpressive. Usually, he'll be wearing his snug racerback t-shirt and slim, dirty, skating jeans with a rip on the knee.