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Rhys Cadell
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“I'd tell you to go to hell, but I don't want to see you there.”
Full Name:
Rhys Eamon Cadell
{Rhys "Reese"--Passion}
{Eamon--Rich Protector}
{Cadell--Battle}
Nickname(s):
Reese's Pieces (An oh so creative play on his name, and a nickname he despises)
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bisexual (No Dominant Lean)
Place of Birth:
Northampton, United Kingdom
“No risk, no story.”
Appearance:
Predatory in stature yet undoubtedly pretty is Rhys. The young man physically possesses a more chiseled diamond shaped face that has a set of defined cheekbones, sharp jawline, and a softly rounded chin. It’s a face that is completely clean shaven, and he keeps it this way at all times. Rhys’ eyes fall into the realm of eerily enchanting with the collision of various shades of green in his eyes. Ripple upon ripple of dark forest hues, vibrant jade shades, and even a bright electric lime all make up the green spectacle that are Rhys’ eyes. Framed by a thinner but dark and curled set of lashes, his eye type is best described as hooded. Rhys’ green orbs aren’t always expressive in emotion unless he wants them to be, but when he consciously channels emotion through them, it makes his intentions incredibly easy to read. Above are his eyebrows that are thinner yet possess a defined ending arch. Unlike his eyes, his brows tend to be fairly expressive whether he likes it that way or not. Rhys’ nose is best described as aquiline -average-; having that of a straight slope and base. Below rests an easily defined cupid's bow, which adds a soft flare of definition to his facial front. In addition, the lips that form his multitude of smiles, smirks, and grimaces are that of a soft shade of nude -with a faint blush pink undertone-.
Rhys’ hair is something he takes minimal pride in, although he hardly has to do much with it to sustain its sleek slicked back appearance. With his shade of hair primarily being that of a pale ice blonde, it also possesses a subtle drained-of-color oak ombre contrast at the roots. His lockes sit in a fairly straight fashion on top while the sides fare a little shorter. The longer tufts aren’t long enough to fall into his eyes, with only a few stray wisps curtaining the sides of his forehead and face from time to time should he not have his hair slicked back. While it’s lacking in frizz, as well as any semblance of “poof”, evidently his hair holds much natural volume to it. Not to mention shine, so perhaps he does take a bit more pride in his glamour worthy hair than he lets on.
Standing at a respectable 6”2, Rhys’ height serves his vast ego little justice. That alone is evident with his confident strides and disciplined yet haughty posture. His primary build is a bit more triangular; starting with broader shoulders and dwindling down into his narrower set hips. Rhys doesn’t have an insanely muscular build to him, but he does maintain and keep an evident presence of muscle and toning along his arms, legs, and core. Even with his fairly light share of toning, and primary build, the young man can still seem subtly feminine figured. That would just be the prominent nimbleness to Rhys, however. His body possesses a few marks and scars from training and various tasks, with the most noticeable surrounding his upper body, but even those are rather faint. Rhys’ complexion can be best described as a soft ivory. Complimentary cooler undertones to Rhys’ already lighter complexion allow his overall appearance to stand out in a way that’s still very much easy on the eyes as well. And while he’s not one to burn in the sun, the young man can say that if he spends enough time in it, that he can rock a nice tan. He’d call it a perk of his distant Portuguese ancestors, although one could hardly see that strain within the prominent looking Englishman.
Rhys’ voice is on the slightly deeper end of the vocal spectrum, but it’s not actually that heavy, as it possesses a smoother ring to it. Perhaps a little huskier at times, especially when he’s in an authoritarian mood, but otherwise it’s rather light and always easy on the ears. It does have a softer side to it, but overall his voice conveys a subtle exhaustion with a dominant tone of charisma and a hint of constant sarcasm.
Attire wise, Rhys is a young man who generally dresses according to his mood. More often than not though, lightweight attire that resides in the realm of greyscale is what he sports. Of course, this isn’t to say the young man doesn’t greatly enjoy strutting in lavish, expensive attire when possible. Because he does, very much so. And jewelry? Rhys enjoys most types of hand jewelry, ear cuffs, as well as the occasional flashy necklace and bracelet. Typically there are highly pristine looking black sneakers he parades in attached to his feet, but his shoes also have a diverse array to them depending on what he feels he should be wearing (the man loves his footwear, don’t judge).
"What you call 'swear words', I call 'sentence enhancers'."
Personality:
There are many ways to describe the complexities behind the makeup of Rhys as an individual. To some, he’s a dashing and daring soul. Charisma and cockiness are some of his most defining traits, which are only natural considering he’s a being full of pride (the mild swooning over his accent only fuels his ego). A suave charismatic creature is Rhys, and amid his many masks, his charm usually fails to waver regardless of circumstance. His charisma has just enough pizzazz to woo who he needs to, and to win over most people he desires. Flashing his dazzling smiles and using pretty words works well in his favor too. And as for his charm, it would be of little value if Rhys could not wield the essence of flirting well. And for certain, he is a rather flirtatious individual. It’s primarily his chosen method of communication for amusement, such as to fluster the men or women that are the object of his desire for entertainment, and more often than not he has little warmth or authentic affection behind his antics. It’s led to a few being led on, it’s led to scorned hearts, and definitely more than one fling. Not all lovers take his disinterest well, and this he expects, so once the fun is done… a line of great distance is drawn. Not all individuals abide by this line though, which is rather irritating, but Rhys usually manages to carefully dance his way out of any real consequences with exes.
Despite this initial facade, Rhys certainly possesses a more cynical nature to him. He is a man who is far from heroic, but just a touch out of complete villainy. There is lurking yet alluring danger to his entire demeanor, that akin to a flaming light to an unsuspecting moth. Sweet smiles with a seemingly trustworthy face could very well make up one’s first impression of Rhys, just as he ensures. Prowling beneath his surface though is where an entity that revels in the joy of faint malice and violence resides. After all, what would a good Bounty Hunter be without a touch of cruelty? It’s as if he was born for the role of a morally grey predator that disguises its wolfish nature beneath authentic sheep's clothing. And this, Rhys sees as an enthralling role in his games. Games he enjoys at the very least. To sweetly dance into the lives, perhaps even hearts of many, only to reveal his deceit at a moment far too late for his victim to ever cry wolf. But regardless of how he decides to play to win, Rhys always gets what he’s after.
This doesn’t necessarily condemn Rhys to being that of evil, though the word ‘nice’ in itself does not quite come close to capturing the better side of him. As per games, Rhys enjoys toying, and yet an enticing chase does tend to appeal to him every so often. It is possible for him to become bored of games however, though once committed, he does not tire of them and will persevere through his boredom. What he starts he finishes, and that is an absolute promise no matter his doings. In a sense this does make him a scarily ambitious man, and one that does not tolerate failure, nor does he respond well to things not going his way. One of the most dangerous aspects of Rhys is his more mercurial and moody tendencies. His emotions, as well as decisions, tend to be quite volatile and flippant without a shred of warning. It’s certainly a side to him that makes him rather unpredictable, and paired with his already highly flexible and self-serving moralities… it makes for quite the character.
Loyalty? Eh. There is no obligation Rhys feels to follow through for anyone outside of a very select group of individuals. This typically makes him a fairly selfish individual, and a selfishness more often than not fueled by his unquenchable greed. The man never can have enough currency, or awe worthy possessions. Prettily crafted weapons hold a special place in his heart, and oh can Rhys boast about his plethora of beauties. Even out of the realm of devices of torture, he naturally tends to pine after pretty things, including men and women… though hardly are his intentions pure with them.
Being manipulative is a very deeply embedded flaw etched into Rhys’ making. While not to the point he uses it strictly for malice, more often than not he does use it for his typical selfish gain. Playing people is too easy, and Rhys honestly sees no issue in using his puppeteering skills to his advantage. While his ego can be a part of his otherwise charm, it also tends to be one of his greater flaws. It’s so massive that he hardly has much empathy, sympathy, or otherwise care for those. So while he can come across as purposely apathetic, Rhys doesn’t always actually mean to, or even realize that whatever situation he’s in requires emotional availability. Rhys doesn’t actually have a large amount of that to offer. It could very well be because he himself is guarded and wouldn’t be caught dead talking girlishly about “feelings”, let alone acknowledging them. But anything involving genuine emotions has never quite been his strong suit, but he can certainly act if need be. Deceitfulness and a habit of lying tend to accompany Rhys’ personality points as well. Despite his knack for lying, he’s actually rather blunt when he wants to be. Otherwise, in terms of flaw, he can just be an absolute ass. That’s the absolute best way to describe him sometimes.
On a better note, the Englishman has quite the sense of humor. It can be light and witty, or it can be dark and offensive. Regardless, he can fire off humor for just about any kind of situation. With that being said, Rhys is a very snarky man. Usually not blatantly when he’s trying to achieve specific goals, but everything about his tone usually possesses some shred of subtle amusement. It doesn’t help that he has a judging yet mocking kind of gleam to his eyes almost all of the time either. In addition, Rhys is fully capable of spitting leveling insults at anyone bold enough to try serving him first. Easily he makes being rude an art, and he is the master of that craft. Rhys is also a man that has little problem with prying when it comes to learning about others, however he doesn’t appreciate when people do the same thing back to him. Perhaps he is a bit of a hypocrite in more ways than one, but he hardly acknowledges that fact. He doesn’t exactly acknowledge when he’s being insensitive, rude, blunt, or many other annoying qualities either, mostly because he doesn’t care if it bothers others.
"I would like to apologize to anyone I have not yet offended. I beg of your patience, I'll get to you shortly."
Likes:
Himself; that should be given
Experiencing The Finer Things in Life; money, clothes, accessories, pretty weapons, lovers, frequenting lavish places, travel, etc.
Alcohol; though he doesn’t drink obsessively… usually, unless he finds a cause worthy of heavily indulging for
Music; Rhys has an interesting taste in music to say the least, though usually it fares between alternative and varying rock genres, but he is partial to listening to music sarcastically (happy music in a horrid moment is something he finds humorous)
Plants; He may not strike anyone as a kindred soul to plants, but he does love them, although he tends to be more fond of the botanics he uses for poisons and remedies
Storms; Particularly thunderstorms with an abundance of thunder and lightning, as he’s always found a sense of peace amid natural chaos
Flirting; Flustering individuals is quite a fun pastime, even if his banter and antics have no premeditated outcome
Dislikes:
Authority; Rhys has never been good with others telling him what to do
People Chewing Gum; Call it a pet peeve, but it annoys the piss out of Rhys to see people chomping obnoxiously on gum, and he gets far too irritated to hold a conversation with someone whilst they chew it
Clingy People; He’s had his fair share of clingy exes, and people that try to leach to him are ones he will ditch as fast as possible
Being Abandoned; Rhys will always leave another behind before they have the chance to desert him, so he’d rather hurt others than to be hurt
Country Music; It’s rubbish, the Englishman will never come around to listening to such a horrible sound, he won’t even consider it a genre of music
Having His Slumber Interrupted; Seriously, there better be a damn good reason to interrupt his rest, he only gets so much
Being Belittled; Nothing gets Rhys to snap faster than anyone trying to belittle him, he loathes it
Strengths:
Charismatic; His charm serves him well in most aspects of his life
Combat; hand-to-hand, artillery, and knives are his specialty
Poisons and Remedies; Rhys is fond of deadlier plant species, and knows how to use them to his advantage
Quick Reflexes; Reacting fast to stimulus is something Rhys does with ease
Agile; Being a more nimble individual, it’s only natural that Rhys tends to be a more agile person in general, and his endurance is quite impressive as well
Ambitious; Rhys strives ferociously for success
Passionate; The few things that do capture Rhys’ more docile side are things he becomes abundantly passionate over, such as his love of plants… dear God could he go on for days about botanics
Weaknesses:
Brute Strength; Rhys is many things, but a lone power house is not one of those things
Mercurial; His flippant and unpredictable changes in mood and decisions are something that place him in dangerous situations often
Arrogant; His pride and ego drown out any ability to be empathetic, and because he thinks so highly of himself, Rhys also full-heartedly believes that death is a non-existent aspect in his life
Reckless; Primarily with his own life, but he has little problem with placing others in harm's way for his own benefits
Cruel; A breaker of hearts, bodies, and minds, and he acts with little to no remorse. Again though, he’d rather hurt others than risk being hurt himself though
Stubborn; To the point this side of him -as well as a combination of other things- could very well land him into deep trouble or end up getting him killed one day
Greed; The things he’ll do out of his lust for wealth is monstrous, and because he lacks the ability to deter himself from desiring more than what he already has… well issues do tend to arise from time to time
"My middle finger salutes you."
Kin:
Belle Cadell (Mother):
Unknown; Rhys liked to think that he and his mother had a good relationship before she left when he was 8 years of age. She was probably the first and last person Rhys has ever truly loved with his entire heart and soul, and her leaving rocked him to the core. She was a great mother, and they had an emotional last day together, and Rhys has never seen or heard from her since
Rhett Cadell (Father):
Alive, Northampton, United Kingdom; Rhett was a decent -just not always present- father before Belle had left. And after that, Rhett became a parent of most children’s nightmares. For whatever reason, in drunken despair, Belle’s absence became Rhys’ fault. Rhett was cruel in terms of mental and verbal harm, but that’s as far as he ever went. However, it was the abrupt robbing of a stable and affectionate household that dramatically altered the person Rhys had only started becoming.
Relationships:
Colin Weston (Ex):
Alive, Belfast, Ireland; The most toxic on again and off again relationship Rhys has ever had was with Colin. The worser parts of Rhys did enjoy the brutal toxicity, but ultimately work is what led Rhys to fully sever his ties and abruptly leave Colin behind.
Jen Killigen (Ex-Fling Turned Friend):
Alive, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania; Jen was a one night stand, a woman he met after a job, and unfortunately kept accidentally running into in the states. These coincidences sparked a friendship though, so now Rhys can say he’s found a rather good friend in the Yankee.
Too Many Other Various Flings and Exes to Name…
"I don't mind if you disagree with me, I can't force you to be right after all."
Theme Songs:
"The Devil Is A Gentleman" -- Merci Raines
"Sweet Dreams" -- Eurythmics
"Seven Nation Army" -- White Stripes
"Highway To Hell" -- AC/DC
"You're Gonna Go Far, Kid" -- The Offspring
"Honest" -- Nico Collins
"Shoot To Thrill" -- AC/DC
"Come With Me Now" -- KONGOS
"You're either on my side, by my side, or in my fucking way. Choose wisely."
Other:
Rhys could say he's been 'in the game' since 17 years of age. While he was known in his immediate community to be a fellow faring more as a troublesome delinquent, it was at 17 that he told his education to politely fuck off before he dropped out. As the greedy little weasel he was, Rhys found a plethora of opportunities to lie, cheat, and steal his way into small fortune. Until that is, he stole from the wrong man. However, Rhys found himself at the wrong place at the right time. This particular man called himself a 'Debt Collector', and was a notorious affiliate of UK mobsters. Instead of just up and whacking Rhys off though, this Collector saw opportunity to mold an already skilled boy in the arts of 'collection', and used this apprenticeship as a way for Rhys to make up for the attempted thieving.
Long story short, Rhys' contracted killing and collection skills eventually proved sought after outside of the UK for various organizations. At the age of 21, his nameless mentor passed away, but Rhys adopted the already renown name of 'The Collector' that his mentor had made for himself, and so the famed Bounty Hunter lived on through Rhys. Of course his hands have been dirtied around the globe, but in turn he's made some very powerful friends in some very powerful places. Within the UKSF, for one, is an organization Rhys has a handful of connections with. All Rhys gives in return is a small cut of his earnings to his 'friends', and business is well.
Then of course there are the underground, wealthier individuals that seek professionals to frequently do their dirty work. Not that Rhys minds, and his frequent work with a few of these individuals have earned him more than one favor from them all. And protection, Rhys has found that immunity to some degree is necessary when dabbling in his line of work. And he finds this protection from a multitude of sources depending on where he is, and what he's doing. However, even with these connections, Rhys still often finds himself in stickier situations. He's yet to fail a task though, with success only being handed to him sometimes out of sheer luck... and yet it seems this charismatic ass of an Englishman isn't short on his luck either.
Now he knows his skills and name have leaked into the States, and yet he's never quite received such an attractive promise of wealth from a U.S. based organization until recent; the SSC -nothing Rhys had heard of prior to being hired-. Now his instructions are rather simple, and yet he would have preferred a little more flexibility in the 'bring the criminal back alive' department. In truth, Rhys has always found dealing with living subjects more annoying and tedious than killing and disposing. However, he does enjoy a challenge.
"I'll see your hot mess and raise you a walking disaster."
Fall 
Day Weather: 
Hurricane
