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''I need a new beginning, so I tip-toe behind my foes,''

Nickname(s): Preferably 'Seb'

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Birthday: November 9th

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Place of Birth: Dallas, United States

Occupation: Horse Rider

“Stay sickle like a spine on trial,”

Appearance:

Sebastian's appearance overthrows his characteristics. With a looming, willowy, lissom physique, 182 cm (5'11'') he dominates over most of his equestrian acquaintances. But it's primarily by height, though, by strength, he may be overpowered. His visage is chiseled, keen face, a tapered jawline, and seeable jutting cheekbones. With his ominous habitual facial expression, he rocks aquamarine-hue hooded eyes that are like two tiger-eye gems, glowering. His hair is kempt, chestnut color, short, and swings over his full, grim face, hiding his forehead and his stout, well-in-shape eyebrows. Abiding in Dallas, USA, he has a fluent, smooth American accent. His pronunciation is like raw honey, lolling out of his mouth. But what's more engaging is the pitch of his voice, breathily orotund, he speaks matter-of-factly, leisurely, and efficiently. He wears, casual clothing, like black, grey, or dark-blue colors, he may as well not have a good sense of style, but at least it's comfortable. He has a golden hoop nose piercing, an accessory accentuating his face neatly. So far, he has no tattoos nor scars, or other body modifications.

Personality:

Deferent // Injudicious // Vain // Thievish

It's hard to define Sebastia's complexity. In the positive field of traits, Sebastian is respectful of his companions, the equestrians, and anyone above his status. He, without his own, acknowledgment, exhibits consideration for someone or something. It's a polite, deference characteristic. Sebastian, of course, is clear-headed and devoted to the ones he chooses, whether it be his equine or a human that is more than an acquaintance to him. Another, admirable trait he owns, is how observant Sebastian can be, this mostly applies to the foreigners he sees, especially if they are equestrians too, then he has his eyes set and he examines everything they perform. And this all is balanced out by imprudence of his, he demonstrates zero care for any consequences that circle him, appearing rash in the action.

Plenty of Sebastian's friends know how thievish he can get, it's not a profitable value, but it's minor somethings some don't even realize it was swiped. Not that Sebastian is insufficient in finances, but some somethings are usually within reach and he doesn't mind pocketing them if they're insignificant. The tip of the iceberg for people is how vicious and pretentious, Sebastian may seem. The viciousness is not violence, the viciousness is his brutally artless words and how he manages to use them. He does it if he does not enjoy the person's presence or character, for example, if the person is authoritative and foolhardy. It makes him aggravated and passive-aggressive. But fortunately, it's all negated out slightly by being charismatic as well, he does it not for himself, but for others too, like if someone is getting bombarded verbally, Sebastian chimes in and tries his best to drive the verbally acrimonious person away. It's best to focus on Sebastian as this is what he's most disliked for. Numerous nights have ended in catastrophe because of this and his opportunistic ways, which is a true chagrin for both sides. Fair is fair though, Sebastian does have some lighter sides. It's not like we're dealing with pure iniquity here. But his thievish nature often spoils the fun that may have come from those traits.

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Owned Horse Description:

Sebastian rides a chestnut thoroughbred. 17 hands high, his equines name is Outlaw, and uses him for casual riding, flat or jump racing.

Crush: Open

Outlaw's touch was wimpy, sort of ticklish given the fact that its whiskers grazed alongside the lines of his palm. It was an endearing gesture and Sebastian, if he had more time, would've bonded furthermore, however, once the clock hit 8, they needed to go. And to not squander time and accomplish duties given for today, they needed to go now. With the familiar, click, resounding in Outlaw's audits, the horse withdrew. Outlaw knowing of what was about to occur stood cooly. All that was left to do was to tack up; a bridle, saddle pad, and a saddle. The process of gearing up Outlaw took its toll, the equine began to become jittery, and with every tug of the straps tautening, Outlaw toddled. It was either excitement or chaste zeal.

With a finishing touch-up, Sebastian clasped onto the loose ends of the bridle. He was, physically building up to encounter Outlaw's outburst. The horse, like usual, sensing the outside after a while, never grew adept to uphold its emotions for the run. It had to burst with excitement and cause an unnecessary scene. Yet, now, Outlaw steadied his strides and compliantly padded alongside Sebastian who had his irises perked on the front. Please stay calm, Sebastian thought, inhaling nattily through his nose the moment they trekked out of the stables into the vast, sun-illuminated outside. Oh. With nothing but a mere snort, Outlaw remained serene, but his cranium craned to every little bicker of noise resonating in the atmosphere.

Ecstatic with Outlaw's docile demeanor, Sebastian kicked his left foot into the silver stirrup and mounted onto the saddle. Not awaiting anything, Sebastian jerked the harness, giving a physical cue that it was time to go. And when Outlaw sprung forward, and set his strides into a trot, Sebastian sensed the fervor in the quickening gait. It was meritorious, hundred percent.

And as they neared the grove on the front, the grove that was fenced and built with barriers, Sebastian readied himself to be met with some of his own obstructions, because Outlaw even if he seemed marvelous and proficient, his clumsiness spoiled everything magnificent about him, rather, couldn't unite with the rider and stirred casualties for the both of them.

''Alright, come on-''