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Hélios Vieyra

Male | 20 | Human

| Nickname(s) |

Lio - Pronounced like Leo

| Sexuality |

Bi

| Appearance |

My Boi

Standing at a towering height of 6ft 5in, Helio views the world quite differently. Meaning he sees the tops of just about everyone's head. He is extremely fit, as working out is his addiction. Call him a narcissist. For this reason, Lio's back muscles, biceps, chest, abdomen, quads, and calves are muscular and defined. His body resembles that of an upside down triangle. Broad shoulders and a slimmer waist. He has obvious veins that line his large hands and arms. His large hands are rough and calloused. Due to his Greek heritage, he is naturally a medium tan. The man has clear, blemish free skin.

Helios' facial features are sharp and defined just like his body. He has hollow cheeks, paired with high cheek bones. His jawline sharp, with stubble. Having broken his nose on a few cases, leaves it slightly crooked. Before, he had a straight ethnic nose. His eyebrows are thick and angular, but have a good shape for his face. They also seem slightly unkempt. His eyes are rather hooded, adding to his intimidating looks. He has thick, long, curly lashes that line his hooded eyes. Having Greek in his blood, meant strong hair growth. The male has striking fiery amber eyes. The type that strikes fears into ones heart. He has rather plump rosy pink lips, for a male. Lio has very prominent dimples, but they seem to never see the light of day, as he doesn’t smile, or laugh.

Lio has a full head of jet black hair. Although it does tend to fall into his eyes. He has his nose and ear lobes pierced. He has a few piercings done on his ears and usually keeps gold jewelry in. He has many scars that litter his skin, as well. The most obvious one is the scar like slash that goes over his left eye. It cuts into his left eyebrow, leaving a scar instead of where his hair is suppose to grow. He tends to wear three gold rings and a gold necklace with a unique symbol.

| Personality |

The male is very reserved. Likes keeping to himself, but not the head down kind. He'll be an asshole right out the gates. Even to complete strangers and completely unprovoked. He doesn't care who he pisses off, as he's quite arrogant and will take on just about anyone. Doesn't matter if they are triple his size. Although, it does help being a bit of a giant as there aren't many out there that are larger than him. Lio's a bit of a narcissist and will use his skills and good looks to his advantage. He's extremely good at reading people. He knows he intimidates people.

Many factors of his life have made him emotionless and numb. Numb to death, misery, torture, whatever it was, it simply made no effect on him. If he ignored the problem long enough maybe it would go away. The male has a hard time expressing anything at all, other than anger of course. He lives everyday with a deep scowl plastered on his handsome features. At times it seems the male is incapable of smiling or laughing.

| Strengths |

- Physical strength

- His determination/Hard worker

- Hand to hand combat

- Versatile

- Confidence

| Weaknesses |

- Is reckless the majority of the time

- His stubbornness/won't ask for help

- Has PTSD that can be triggered at times

- Lacks patience

- Inability to work with others

| Likes |

- Drinking/Smoking

- Working out

- Sweets

- Adrenalin inducing activities

- Working with his hands

| Dislikes |

- Mess/Clutter (Kind of OCD)

- Overly bubbly people

- Others complaining or whining

- The heat

- Gifts/Surprises

| History |

Helio was born in Samothraki, Greece. A small island just off the coast of Greece. Growing up, all Lio knew was poverty. He was bounced around from the island to the mainland of Greece, Spain, Italy, Romania, Serbia, Bulgaria, Slovakia, Ukraine, and his last destination Russia. At every country he arrived to he ended up staying with either extended family or "friends of the family." With each country came a new experience, either that be good or bad. Lio worked a wide range of odd jobs, some legal others not so legal. Each one left him with a new found skill. Most useless knowledge. Something he will never use in his life again.

Along with learning many new trades, Lio learned many languages. He wasn't fluent in most, but could get by with what he knew. He was only truly fluent in Greek, Romanian, Italian and Russian. Since he is fluent in Russian, understanding other Slavic languages such as Ukrainian, Slovak, Bulgarian, and Serbian were made easier to speak, as well as understand. However, as time passes his understanding of these languages dwindle. He does tend to practice his Greek and Russian though. Being tossed around from place to place, Lio never really got a sense of home. Only really sticking around at a location for a few years or even a few weeks.

His final destination was the United States, where he then learned English. Having only just arrived off the boat, his Greek accent has yet to leave his deep voice. The only way to truly describe Helio's wild life is to imagine living through 60 years worth of events in the mere 17 years he's been alive.

The city sounds brought comfort to the large male. Much better than pure quiet. Currently, he was paralleled parked on the side of the narrow street. The engine in his patrol car was shut off. His driver side window was cracked open. A cigarette between his plump lips. His amber eyes glued to the computer screen in his patrol car. Lazily, he typed up a few phrases into his computer. So far it was a quiet shift, nothing eventful just yet. Although, knowing this part of town something would come up. This area kept him busy at work.

Removing the cigarette from his lips he held it slightly out the open window. Tapping the end of it on the glass. Today he didn't have a partner in the squad car with him. Meaning he had to entertain himself with downtime. He peaked up through his shades, as the passing car blared their horn. He watched the car for a moment, before losing interest. It wasn't worth his time.

(Sorry short >.<)

Sky ran and ran and ran and ran till he couldn't. He made it pretty far, enough to feel just a bit of ease. Fuck, I'm going to jail. His heart sped up as he felt it everywhere. He then took deep breathes as he grabbed the evidence from his bag. He had led the gasoline there, and since it was empty he had just thrown it on the ground but he still had the matches. How would anyone even know it's him... They will find out eventually.

Just then as the large male blew a puff of smoke out the wind, a call came in. The dispatcher was quick to give the details. It was a vague call, how they always are. They never have details of what they are dealing with until one actually gets there. She only said there was a fire that broke out at a house. Tossing his cigarette out the window, he closed it. Starting the car up, he lit up the lights. Announcing people to get out of his way.

The address was already plugged into his system. Following the GPS, he raced through the streets. Seeing as it was five in the morning there wasn't too many cars out and about, blocking the roads. He drove fast, but it was smooth. The location wasn't too far. It was just outside the city. Arriving at the location, he pulled in to find a fire truck and a few other squad cars at the location. A few of the fire men had the hose facing the burning building trying to put the fire out. Shutting the car off, Hélios stepped out. Walking towards the other policemen, he quickly joined the conversation. There wasn't much the police could do in this situation.

"Any causalities?" One cop asked, as we watched the fire engulf the home. "One. The little girl. I don't think shes going to make it." One cop spoke up. That earned a few reactions from his fellow coworkers, but Hélios face remained blank. That was the hard part about his job. The countless deaths. Of people they couldn't save. "Do we have any suspects yet?" This time Hélios spoke up. His tone was firm. One of them shook their heads. "The investigation begins as soon as the fire is contained." Hélios nodded in understanding.

What monster would do that? Harming a family like that. What could they have possibly done to this person that would make them do that? A part of him couldn't wait to put the asshole in cuffs and throw him in jail. Teach him a lesson. Hélios watched as the firemen continued their work. EMS was here before he arrived and was attending to the family. He could see the little girl on the stretcher. She looked unresponsive. He shook his head slightly, dragging his gaze away. His amber eyes matched the wild fire in front of him. He scanned the woods for any movement.

Hélios worked a lot. Any chance to pick up over time he would jump at it. Hélios was decked out in his uniform. Which was all black. His top was a short sleeve button up. However, the uniforms never fit correctly. It was somewhat loose around his stomach, but it was tight around his arms and shoulders. His bullet proof vest decorated his muscular chest. His gun holstered to his hip. He had a sleeve of tattoos decorating his right arm.

Pulling into a small market parking lot, he shut his squad car off. He sighed, as he climbed out his car. He was on his lunch break. Well, as much as a break it could be. If a call came in that meant break time was over. Wearing his shades, he slide them off as he entered the cool store. It wasn't too busy. A few people here and there shopping around. Immediately, the feel of the store changed as he stepped inside. The man was intimidating. He was a giant of a man. The uniform added to it as well. Everyone was afraid of authority.

A scowl played on his handsome features as he grabbed a basket. He wandered the aisles, looking for a few pick items. Placing his basket, down he grabbed an item. Reading off the label.