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CB :: Xannon (Deon Gray)

Published: Nov 22, 2012

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_{I--- I made it in!! Gratz to those who successfully raided the group made it in to!!! F-Feel free to RP with him I'm fine with notes or doc or chatroom ;u;/// I usually do lit RP (as if that isn't obvious enough with my wall of text....) I can do script too if needed :iconraisu-keijiplz:

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Trying my luck with this group together with several others~ Hope we can all make it in

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● Name : Xannon (Deon Gray)
● Code Number: 102
● Class : RABBIT
● Age : 26
● D.O.B. : February 29th
● Gender : Male
● Hair Color : Dark Blue || Natural: Dark brown
● Eye Color : Lime Green || Natural: Light Grey
● Height : 6 ft 0.5 inches || 184 cm
● Weight : 168 pounds || 78 kg
● Nationality : Unknown, but appears to be half asian.

● District : District M
● Occupation : Bartender at District U (Hobby job. The owner was an ex bodyguard of his father's, who retired and started the bar around a year later. Deon might not be the best bartender around, but he is favored for his polite and gentlemanly demeanor, and has the tendency to whip up a drink that would suit his customer, if requested.)
● Social Class : Upper Class (Though he would like people to believe that he is Middle class, but sometimes tiny little gestures would give him away. The interior of his apartment itself is a huge give away.)
● Specialty : Assassination || Fighting - Hand to hand combat || Defender || Shooting (handgun)

● Personality :
|| Calm and Collected || Grown up in an environment full of adults made him a level headed person. It would take quite a bit to make him panic, even in situations that he couldn’t understand. Although not all of his solutions are the best, but at the very least it was better than being panic and unable to do anything.

|| Secretive || He refuses to reveal his details no matter what, even his real name. (Unless it is absolutely necessary) One might even call him paranoid, seeing how far he would go to cover up his background for this new life. People would be surprised at how different he was in the past compare to the present. Appearance wise he could be easily mistaken as another person. Though thus far, not many seemed to be able to recognize him. And he always has a way to convince that person otherwise.

|| Independent || Although he wouldn’t mind having some companies, but they are mostly there to ‘kill time’, most of the time he would prefer to be on his own. It is how his life has been ever since his lover passed away. He finds it convenient and wouldn’t want to change that. He wanted a life where nothing would become his burden or weakness, having someone too close would break that.

|| Contradictory || Despite not wanting anyone to get close and know more about him, he does secretly hopes that there would be people who he could share his stories with, and a few that he could call ‘friends’. But after being on his own for so long, trying so hard to hide himself, he feels vulnerable if he doesn’t wear his mask. The only time he could fully be himself is when he is painting at home, in his little studio. Or being in the bar with the company of his boss and his pet iguana.

|| High Boiling Point || He doesn't get angry easily (though it doesn't mean he won't get annoyed, this is more prominent when he is around people he's familiar with), and would usually smile or laugh off a jab or insult, especially at things he believes to be untrue. Why should he waste his time on someone’s childishness? What ticks him off the most are those people who wouldn't stop nosing into his private matters even after he'd warned them. (For example: If you aren't a friend and wanted to intrude into his house, he will kick you out, literally. If not, his servant will.) However, there are times that it seems more like he was holding back his anger, than actually not being angry.

|| Intelligent , Fast Learner, Athletic || Sometimes he will pretend to be dense when situation calls for, mostly to keep others from digging too much about him. (Also you might see him wearing different kind of mask/attitude when interacting with different kind of people, especially his guests.) Great academic results, because his family was very strict in that. He is rather observant of people, able to pinpoint most of their personalities judging from their gestures and interactions. (A technique he was taught ever since he was young, as it would be important when he was to take over his father's business.) He is a fast learner especially when it comes to physical activities that he likes, including martial arts.

● Likes : (in no particular order)
+ Cleanliness (living space and the things that he uses, excluding his painting materials and studio)
+ Painting (He started painting when he was small, but didn’t get proper education for it other than the comments from the people around him. Up till now he is still a self-taught artist. He finds it more expressive and easier to paint traditionally, as it acts as a very important outlet for him)
+ Tea
+ Cocktails (He has more passion in making them than drinking them, mainly from his mother's preference for cocktails over other forms of liquor.)
+ Rabbits (Even though the incident still disturbs him, but there’s no denying of his love for these little hopping fur balls. He rarely let anyone know about this though.)
+ Soups and finger food (Not a picky eater just prefer those two types more than other kinds of food)

● Dislikes : (also in no particular order)
- Clingy people and those who intrudes on his private space.
- Complicated matters, especially relationships (he doesn’t give a damn about gossips)
- Drunk customers creating problems in the bar (Since that would only mean more work for him)
- Strong smells like perfume, chemical smell, etc. (His nose is very sensitive, and odor like strong perfume hurts his nose. He even had to find odorless paint to save himself all the sneezing and nose wiping.)
- Dogs (Because of the incident with his brother’s dog and his beloved pet rabbit, he had a dislike for dogs. Just dislike, not hate.)
- Cats, or any other animals that might ‘take an interest’ in his pet iguana.

● Abilities :
|| Strengths ||
- There is no fixed ‘form’ of the martial arts he learned. (‘Forms’ as in Karate or Wushu and etc) It was simply a combination of moves that applied best to the situation. He could be both offensive and defensive (like parry, block and submission holds.)
- Strikes without hesitation, be it to kill or to incapacitate.
- He can recognize the face of a person that he’d seen only once. It would be rude to forget the faces of your clients and potential customers, right?

|| Weaknesses ||
- Not the kind to ‘blend with the darkness’, his choices of clothes are obvious enough. Although he would wear less vibrant colors when situation calls for.
- If he is ordered around like a dog during a mission, there’s a chance he would ditch it and leave, before he takes out his anger on anyone.
- While he can shoot, target that is too far away might need some time targeting, because he only practiced shooting for less than three years.
- His agility is lower, in the sense that he is more trained in blocking an attack than evading. Not that he's slow with his movements.

● History :

Summary: After Deon’s parents passed away, the first wife and his younger brother, Ian, seized the chance to take control of his father’s company. Deon couldn’t endure the shun much further, and chose to leave the household in attempt for a free life, where he could be away from all things related to his brother and the company. When economical crisis hit and the company was in a pinch, Ian’s leadership was doubted, making him afraid that Deon would return to take his position away. Ian killed his lover, hoping that that would scare Deon off, or better, ‘cripple’ him. Deon could do nothing to get his brother arrested. Aided by Cartes Blanches, Deon successfully ended Ian’s life, and returned to his free life, which was now chained down by his disguise, and the past he convinced himself that he’d let go.

His disguise, in truth, is actually a mask to suppress his past. However, he refused to admit that fact, and believed that he is doing this for a better life and freedom, unaware that it was chaining him down more than ever. His troubled mentality is obviously shown through his paintings, and sometimes in the missions, where he would kill his target in cold blood.

Being home schooled and rarely stepped out, Deon grew up in an environment where all the people around him were adults, except for his brother, Ian, and the daughter (later became Deon's love) of one of his tutors who visited once in awhile. (The tutor was one of his father's friends.) Both the brothers were brought up as a possible successor to their father's company. (Although Deon’s interest lies more in art and physical activities) Deon was the more calm and sensible of the siblings (though he does have a thing for martial arts, and initially learned it behind his father’s back), while Ian was competitive, hot headed, and hated losing. Even though he was the son of the first wife, he was younger than Deon by a year, and he saw that as a huge disadvantage. Plus the teachings from his mother, Ian's life pretty much made up of winning Deon and pleasing their father....

On the day of Deon’s 11th birthday party, his favorite pet rabbit was killed. Taking the opportunity that Deon was occupied with the guests of the party, Ian released the rabbit into the backyard, and set his Doberman on it. Late into the night when the party was over, Deon search everywhere for his rabbit, and found it with its body torn and guts spilling on the grass. He didn’t know who did it, but even a child could tell that it was killed by another animal. Although his mother suspected the Doberman, yet she couldn’t point it out without evidence, and Deon accepted the fact that he didn’t lock the cage properly, and it was probably killed by stray cats. All in all, it was still just a pet rabbit, and the household soon left the incident aside, except for Deon and his mother. Although Deon insisted that he was fine, the gruesome sight planted a seed in his mind, which he didn’t notice until he’d grown up.

After several years, Deon’s mother’s health went down the slope, and soon she was bedridden, required close attention around the clock. It started with a cold that couldn’t seem to be cured, and then it got worse as months passed. The doctors said that her immune system was getting weaker and weaker despite all the effort that they tried to keep her alive. After almost a year from the time she got sick, she passed away, when Deon was 15. Also it was around that time, through the servants’ gossips, Deon found out that the death of his pet rabbit was due to his younger brother. He had appeared to be unaffected by the news, since his mother’s funeral was certainly more important than a pet rabbit that had passed away so many years ago. However much he’d loved it, it was still an old incident, it shouldn’t have mattered. It shouldn’t have. Yet he couldn’t stop the seed in his mind from growing.

With his mother gone, Ian and the first wife had attempted to get Deon kicked out of the house. However, despite all their efforts to make the father dislike Deon, none of them worked. Deon had always been the more mature and loved child in the family. And with the loss of his mother, the father paid even more attention to him, for fear of neglecting him and making him lonely.

When his father was scheduled with a month long business trip, he bought Deon a small iguana, to keep him accompanied. But that was the very last time he ever saw his father. His father's death was sudden, a heart attack, hence no part of the will stated who would be the successor to his position, only the division of properties was listed. The first wife took this to her advantage, saying that Ian should be the legal successor, and that she would aid him in decision making until he was old enough. "Will you listen to a young teen?" She referred to Deon. "Or will you listen to his wife?" She announced when they brought this matter to the board of the company. At that time, the company was in dire need of a new person in command, hence whoever who displayed the most courage would be their first choice. While Deon, being not the type to force himself on the others, remained silent. He did think that his brother was the better choice than him, with a better air of command, and top that with the aid of his mother...

Life was getting harder for Deon in the household. With both his parents gone, Ian and his mother didn't hesitate to show their true nature, and shunned him whenever they had the chance. However, there was nothing they could do about Deon's share of the properties and wealth. After enduring them for a year, Deon soon left the household on his own will, willingly followed by Sebastian, a servant that had been looking after him ever since he was small. He had never been fond of taking over his father’s work, it felt like too much of a hassle, and too tiring. Now that his parents were gone, and with Ian and his mother being like this, there was no reason for him to stay anymore. Yet he had a feeling that Ian wouldn’t let him go so easily, hence he came to District M, hoping that he wouldn’t be found there. By now the only person he was still in contact was the daughter of his past tutor that he had been going out with. And he started going by the name Xannon.

When he had settled into his new place, Deon ran into a middle age man that was once his father’s bodyguard, also the man who taught him a trick or two on cocktail making. They haven’t seen each other ever since the death of his mother. After a long catch up in a bar owned by the man, Deon was offered to work there, to continue with his passion for cocktail making. Deon agreed to it, mainly because this reminded him of his memories with his mother, and how she would be so happy at every glass of drink he mixed for her.

Life seemed almost perfect for Deon. He had a house of his own, his favorite pet iguana, a job that he loved, and a girl that loved him. He didn’t dare to ask for more, as long as he could put Ian out of his mind, that would have been enough.

But one day, his lover requested to meet up, in a tone that was slightly different from her usual one. Deon simply thought that she was troubled by her friends, or her job, the worse was probably being fired by her boss. They met up in front of her company, around the time that they would usually hang out for lunch. But when Deon was trying to comfort her, despite not knowing what caused her distress, she suddenly burst out crying, and spilled out that she was forced to kill him. Or her family would die, whoever it was already made its point by kidnapping her little sister for two days. “It was a call, computer generated voice, but it called itself Ian.”

That name strike cold fear into Deon, and before he could inquire further, the girl suddenly fell dead in his arms, with blood flowing out from a small wound on her back. A bullet, straight through her heart, and grazed Deon’s arm before buried deep into the pavement. All Deon did was held her body in his trembling arms, cursing over and over again why the name ‘Ian’ would always be branded on those that he treasured. It was all planned. The girl was meant to die, it would be a plus if she could actually kill Deon, but that didn’t matter.

Ian’s company was suffering from economical crisis, and the board members started to doubt his leadership. Because none of the effort Ian and his mother tried could seem to save the company. A gossip had been spreading in the company that he’d got the position simply by chance, because there was no challenge from Deon, nothing to prove his ability, and it wouldn’t do the company good if he continue being controlled by his mother. Ian was afraid that the company would seek Deon out and bring him back. He could have killed Deon, but he didn’t need blood on his hands, nor did he really need Deon to die. He would be happier if Deon suffer, just as how Ian was pressured by the company. Hence he threatened Deon’s lover, and employed a sniper to end her life right before his eyes.

Even though Deon knew who the culprit was, but with little evidence, the most was the arrest of the sniper which was hired by Ian. The mercenary spun a perfect tale of his hatred for Deon, supported by forged evidences, and the police took the bait. Ian's mother was pulling the strings, keeping the police off her son.

Time went by, with nothing Deon could do other than getting more and more ill tempered, and depressed. That was when he realized: Even if he’d placed himself out of his brother’s reach, there was still no guarantee for the safety of the people around him, the people that were close to him... He was naive to think that he was Ian’s one and only target. He regretted not cutting ties with his lover when he left the household, and it started to make him afraid of making new friends.

Around a month after the funeral, Deon was approached by a pair of men who identified themselves to be people from an organization called Cartes Blances. To his surprise, they seemed to have known more of his ‘problems’ than what was announced on the news. And they offered him a chance of revenge. “We could get rid of your frustration.” They offered, just as how Deon would offer the cocktail in the season to his customers.

“No. Let me do it.” He had never thought he would ever have the urge to kill someone, let alone his half related sibling. Maybe it was the month-long wait that was getting to him, or the ‘seed’ that was nurtured by his frustrations, depressions, and hopelessness. He requested Cartes Blanches to take care of every other things that might hinder his plan, allowing him to approach Ian without being discovered, and also to make sure that the police wouldn’t be on his tail after the deed is done.

Deon paid a little visit to Ian’s office.

Totally caught by surprise, the younger brother had no way to defend himself, nor any security that answered to his summon. Like a cornered dog, he tried his last attempt to bite back by shooting Deon with a handgun hidden within his drawers. The bullet simply left a scratch on his shoulder, and Deon disarmed him with ease. “Let me give you a parting gift, brother.” Ian knew he was nearing the end of his life. Physical wise, Deon was still much stronger than Ian, thanks to his training. There was simply no way to escape, and he would take this last chance to break his brother. “Do you think your mother really died because of a simple flu? I killed her, weakened her with drugs. And no one was able to discover that.” He added with a smirk. “So that you are to be kicked out of the house. Unfortunately that didn’t work, she died in vain, eh?”

Upon hearing those words, Deon was instantly blinded by hatred, killing his brother with a shot through his head. It was the very first time he had ever felt so angry in his life. He regretted it almost immediately, as there was no way to prove if what his brother said was actually real. But subconsciously, he believed that it was real.

His deed didn’t go unnoticed. The chairman approached Deon the next day, offering Ian’s position to him. “Why are you giving it to a murderer?” Deon asked. He seemed like a changed man, with an air of command that was never there before rolling off his very being. It was all because of this position that all these even happened. If there weren’t competition, Deon’s mother probably wouldn’t have died, and his love would still be alive. And Ian wouldn’t have been jealous of him at such a young age and did what he did to his pet rabbit.

“The strong devours the weak. Now that your brother is gone, you are next in line for the position.” The chairman didn’t seem to have any problem with the murder, making Deon realized the nature of his father’s company. However much Deon wanted to leave all these behind, it was true that the company was in crisis, and needed a pair of capable hands to bring it back. And Deon felt that it was half his fault for running away the way he did years ago. With the promise that he need not physically show himself in the company (his identity known to only a handful of people), and communicating through a private internet connection, Deon agreed to help until the company was back on track again.

Almost a week after the event, the duo from Cartes Blanches visited him again. He asked them about Ian’s mother, as he didn’t see her in the company at all, the duo simply said. “Anyone that would hinder the plan was removed.” They told him of an anonymous guy who was arrested by the police in his place. Although Deon wasn’t sure if that was Carte’s Blanche’s doing, or by the people from his company. It probably didn’t matter now that the police had taken this bait and left him alone. “Remember your debt, Deon Gray. You will perform whatever Cartes Blanches asks of you.”

That was when all his disguises truly started, changing himself into a (almost) totally different person.

● Timeline: (major events only)
11(birthday) - pet rabbit’s death
15 - mother passed away
18 - Father passes away
19-20 - Left the household. Sold off the house and car his father left for him, bought his apartment.
21 - started working part time in the bar. And studied in university with scholarship, in business and economy major. Also around that time he was 'officially' in relationship with his love. Ian entered the company with his mother (too young to handle everything on his own, became his mother’s puppet).
23-24 - Economic crisis. Death of his lover. Around a month later, death of his brother, Ian. Agreed to be in his father’s company for the time being. Became a Rabbit. Started with his disguise.

● His Name :
Though he goes by the name 'Xannon', his real name is Deon Gray. The matching choker that he and his iguana (Xannon) wears had their names engraved behind the metal plate. He wears the one with his iguana’s name, and vice versa. It was totally by coincidence that a person he met read off the name on his iguana’s plate, and mistaken it for the iguana’s name. Instead of thinking of a fake name for himself, he decided to use this tactic instead. And he rarely calls his iguana’s name when out in the public

● Xannon the iguana : (rich kid with his choice for fancy names //weeps)
- It is currently around 8 years old.
- A male pet iguana his father bought for him before he left for his business trip hoping that it could keep him accompanied.
- Deon carries it to almost everywhere he goes, unless that place doesn't allow pet.
- It had been trained to be around people, and get used to being carried in a pet carrier. It usually laze around at an end of the bar counter further away from where the customers are, or slips into its carrier, rarely disturb anyone, nor make its presence known.
- It might appear to be calm, but because it doesn’t grow up with the presence of another animal, it might get aggressive, thinking that the other animal that approach it is invading its territory. But it is fine if it is watching said animal from higher grounds.
- Of course there are periods of time it is less calm, such as when it was about to shed its skin. Deon doesn’t bring it out of the house during those few days until its temper has gotten better.
- When asked for name, Deon would simply say “check the tag”.
- It is also Deon’s model for his paintings.

● Miscellaneous :
- The ‘seed’ in his mind represented the disturbing experiences, and the negative feelings he had been (and still are) suppressing. They slowly took the form of eerier rabbit paintings lying around in his studio.
- This appearance is a disguise, in order to ‘start a new life’ on his own. To him this new life is perfect, free and without complications, and he could almost do whatever he wants. But sooner or later all these might eventually wear him down. (Also note that he had been disguising himself for less than 3 years, once in awhile you'll see him getting annoyed at it.)
- Wears a gold ring, a habit he has ever since he started working at the bar. A few times he had been sought after by the female customers, hence the ring is something like a ward, plus with his age, it isn’t surprising to think that he’s engaged or married.
- Sometimes you might catch him really busy with his phone, it usually means he’s checking the shares. He only communicates with his company when he’s at home.
- Wears gloves only when he’s in a mission. He doesn’t wear them everyday.
- After the very first time he’d used a gun (when he killed Ian), he started to learn shooting under the guidance of his boss (the bar owner and his father’s ex bodyguard). It probably wasn’t a good choice. He felt that he was shooting at the image of his brother that was haunting him. This practice had somehow turned into an alternate outlet for him, other than painting.
- Sebastian braids his hair for him when Deon is busy or lazy. (mostly the latter.)
- He does have piercings, two on each side. But because the earrings kept tangling his braids that he took them off, only wearing them occasionally.
- Visits the gym once a week at most, has some simple work out equipments in his place. Especially dumbbells.

● His Place :
- It has its own section because I ended up typing a lot for it
- Deon has a housekeeping AI installed into the system in his house. Generally it takes care of the security system, connects to all the electrical appliances in the house (that are plugged in into the socket) and allows the ease of accessing the network from anywhere in the house (eg: allowing glass wall to function like Ipad). To be honest, Sebastian is more proficient in utilizing the AI than Deon.
- He lives in an ordinary apartment in District M, where he bought three units and renovated the interior into a classy living space while the exterior still looks ordinary. As much as his wish to lay low, he couldn’t seem to adapt to a more commoner lifestyle, hence he investments in shares to keep up to his comfortable life. Not to say that what he earned from the company didn’t contribute to his lifestyle. He could have moved back to District U, but he is comfortable being where he is.
- He has 2 closets, one is filled with more colorful and vibrant clothes which he usually wears when he goes out; while the other has more neutral and earthy colors, which he wears at home.
- Has a small space that is something like an art studio, littered with paint and canvases on the floor. Has a rack for his works, and a few easels with unfinished works. The walls were white, until he painted on them, on impulse.
- He isn't the kind to go out unless it is for work, gym, and occasional relaxation, hence he doesn't own a car. He has a bike, though, and is trying to get used to taking the trains, which have proven to be more convenient than he'd expected.

● Relationships : (generally people who isn't 'just another customer' to him)
- Sebastian “Old Man” (Servant, taking care of the house chores and Deon’s well being, also keeping up with the shares while Deon is busy) He isn't requested to 'keep an eye' on Deon's work for the company, but he did it out of free will. The only person Deon fully trusts. (Grey hair, blue eyes.)
- Bar Boss “Old Man #2” (Who was one of his father's bodyguard. Deon’s mother had a thing for cocktails, and the man taught a few tricks on cocktail to Deon. Retired after his father passed away.) He is one of the very few that Deon is keeping in contact with, and someone he likes since he was small. (Black hair, brown eyes.)
- Chairman and those on the executive board. (They are the only few who knows of his real name)

- Lance || A programmer that he met in a cafe. Has a thought process that is very different from the people that Xannon usually meets. Xannon had an interest in just how capable this redhead is, and is looking forward to officially meet Aves.

- Altair || Despite not starting off at the pleasant note, nor in the bar where Altair first visited, Xannon found himself able to relax around this man, just a little. Impression changes: Flamboyant -> Suspicious -> Huge ass -> Surprisingly good nature -> Might be able to get along. Although no one knows what will happen when both of them were given enough days to think things over and not conversing at one in the morning.

● His paintings :
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Reference sheet: [link]

Deon Gray & Xannon (c) :iconyaoichiaplz:}