Post by veikkocaine on Apr 14, 2013 23:33:57 GMT
Veikko Lazarus Caine
Hey, my name is... Veikko Lazarus Caine
But most call me... Veikko, Veik
If you want to, you can label me... heterosexual
I've been on this earth for... 211 years
Which means I was born... June 19th
I'm a... teacher
And only a... English Literature teacher
I have power over... ice
My eyes are... steel blue
And my hair is... black
One could say... I stand at 5'11, am a lean not particularly muscular man with hair as dark as coal and deep, cold, steel blue eyes. I can usually be seen with either blank or serious face or with a small smile on my lips but I rarely smile widely or laugh meaningfully. I enjoy reading and smoke often, so it wouldn't be uncommon for you to see me doing either of these- even on school grounds.
I'm normally seen wearing... smart casual clothing to formal
And I supposedly look like... Raphaël Personnaz
All round, I'm... a cool, calm, quiet man, I always have been. Like most Ice Boreai, I’ve been called bitter by many and I come off as cold and harsh but unlike some, that’s because time and circumstance has made me so. I’d like to believe that otherwise, I’d be very different. Hell, I once was much kinder, warmer man. I am mostly respectful and I would say I’m patient- not one to raise my voice even when angry.
I guess you could say that somewhere deep down however, that kinder man still exists. I find it hard to open up to others anymore though because why let people close to me if one day they’re just going to stab me in the back? It’s very hard for me to trust others but I will never turn away from someone in need. I’m not entirely heartless.
There was once a time that when you owned my trust, you also had my unwavering loyalty but I haven’t trusted anyone in so long I no longer know if this is the case. But I still know that if you were to earn my trust and betray it? Or if you manage to get in my bad books somehow? I will always remember it. I never forgive or forget and I will, within time make you regret wronging me. Like I said, I am a patient man and revenge is patient. It might be years before I take it but I will have vengeance.
I'm in love with... reading, knowledge, art, smoking, animals, peppermint
Though I detest... the smell of vanilla, arrogance, liars, traitors, seafood,
But my best assets are... my patience and my intelligence
However my worst... I’m unforgiving and I don’t like people getting too close to me- my trust is very hard to gain
And I dream of... just getting through life. Maybe also to one day make amends with my family but I think that's an unrealistic goal of mine because I'm dead to them, in their eyes and much like myself they're an unforgiving lot.
My life story... I was born into a family of pureblood Boreas five years after my older brother Lysander, a year after my older sister, Amaia, three years before my younger brother, Thilo, and five years before my younger sister, Felicia to Lucrezia and Priam Caine.
As a child, I was a quiet boy. Usually with my head in books. I always loved my family more than anything though. I was particularly close to Lysander, I looked up to him, held him in high regard. He was my awesome older brother, more brawn than brain granted (because it seems I received the lion’s share of intelligence within my family) but he was still like a hero to me I suppose.
Now to think of it, I was always a quiet guy, hard to get to know some would say. Unlike Lysander I was always cool, calm, and some may even say as ‘cold’ as the element I was born to.
However, hings changed when I met her. Mirabella. A beautiful Light Borea that would forever change my life, not necessarily for the better.
I loved her, I really did. Life seemed brighter when she was around. Of course it did, she was a Light Borea after all. After first things between us was just a friendship, a strange, awkward friendship because I had never been the most social man, but as we started talking more and grew closer as friends, feelings towards her developed that seemed to be returned and eventually we became more than friends.
I remember clearly the day I brought her home to meet my family after we’d been together for two years, she was well-received, of course she was, she was a radiant woman. My mother adored her- being a Light Borea herself, they just clicked, my usually stone-faced Metal Borea father actually cracked a smile in her presence and my brothers and sisters took a shine to her also.
Especially Lysander. Yes, Lysander and Mira seemed to be very fond of each other…I should’ve seen it then really. From that day onwards…the flirting, the exchanged glances and the look in their eyes…but I was blind. I suppose you could say I was too stuck in my own world because I was head over heels for Mira and seeing as I was close to Lysander I thought it was just my brother being friendly and accepting towards the woman I loved especially since he had a girlfriend of his own at the time…I was naïve.
After twelve years, my heart belonging to Mira completely, as ridiculous as it may sound, she became my everything. She brought the best parts of me out, I was much warmer in character, she became the best part of me and so, I purposed to her. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, to have children and grow old with her. She was my best friend and I adored her. I didn’t see the signs that her heart belonged to another.
Not until the day, four days before our wedding, I came home earlier than usual and found her and Lysander having sex in our fucking bed.
That moment. That pain. The utter betrayal. The heartbreak. The anger.
I can never erase the memory from my thoughts and even now it brings a feeling of pure undiluted anger. Our fucking bed. Word’s couldn’t even form in my mouth; I was drowning in the fury I felt. Their faces, they had the cheek to look guilty? To look sorry? To try and explain and stop me from walking away? I couldn’t even look at them, it killed me on the inside, tore me up irreparably. Yes, they broke my heart. She had my heart and she took it and crushed it. As for my brother? He stabbed me in the back and it hurt more than any curse or blade could ever inflict on me.
When I left them…yes, I cried and I’m not ashamed to admit it. After the initial anger, I couldn’t help but wonder…was it my fault? Did my coldness push her away? Then my mind went to thoughts of how long it had been happening…counting the times they’d been in the same room as me and those smiles they exchanged, the times Mira wasn’t with me and with ‘friends’ or ‘family’.
I spoke to my Lysander and Mira in the following days after they pursued me. They were in love he would tell me. They didn’t mean for me to find out like that. Mira was going to call the wedding off. It started five fucking years ago and they broke it off so many times for my sake, not wanting to hurt me. They drove me mad, they didn’t want to hurt me? Then why carry it on for so long? Why didn’t she just end it with me when it started instead of letting me fall more and more in love with her? For five years…how could they have looked me in the eyes? How could she tell me she loved me? How could he tell me that purposing was a ‘great’ idea and ‘about time’?
I couldn’t speak to them. I convinced myself that I didn’t care, that I had decided to let them live their lives happy together, who gives a shit? Who gives a shit that they ruined someone else’s life? Someone they claimed to love? Clearly they didn’t. But I never forgot. I never forgave. I didn’t realize until now that I was waiting patiently for my revenge for the pain they caused me. And three years later, when they were engaged and turned up on my doorstep oh so fucking happy wanting to settle things? I couldn’t control myself any longer. The blizzard of rage I had been holding back won and before I knew it I was standing in front of the frozen bodies of two of the people I once loved more than anything.
Ever since, I’ve been a man so much more bitter. Harsher. I fell to pieces all those years ago and could never find all the tiny shards of me to put back together. My family, since, have disowned me. Two of their sons/brothers died that day.
I was born to... Lucrezia and Priam Caine
And also live with... Lysander (deceased), Amaia, Thilo and Felicia
My ooc name is... Tof[/color][/blockquote]
And I've been roleplaying... more than a year and a half
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED
