Name- Nicholas Denise Revoire, but calls herself Cuervo, translating to 'Raven' in Italian.
Age- Fourteen years of age
Magic Style- Shield
Looks- Dirty blonde hair with a few strands of his natural muddy brown hair colour coming through. It's a bit overgrown and he has shaggy side bangs shielding his right eye when he tilts his head down slightly. His eye colour is a murky maroon hue that rims his large pupils. They're dilated from too many hours indoors. His skin tone is pale from too many days indoors, but seems to compliment his hair colour nicely. His complexion still has a healthy glow to it, but .. It's still awfully pale, almost the colour of porcelain in the light. His eyesight is sharp, but he still stubbornly wears his black sleek lens. Nicholas has sharp features, with an emotionless mask as a complexion. He rarely smiles, and even so, it's when he finds amusement in what others do wrong. He wears a plain white, loose dress shirt, that covers his scars nicely. It's long sleeves drape over his arms, cuffed at his wrists, nearly reaching his black wristwatch on his right limb. The cuffs and collaring on his neck compliment his demeanour flatteringly. He leaves his shirt untucked, and making him seem more casual, and bland. Black slacks are hung to his hips by a brown leather belt, the pant legs reaching past his ankles. Strapped, knotted, and tied with nimble hands, he wears black sneakers with white laces.
Hybrid- He's 100% Human, and isn't afraid to show it.
Hybrid Type- Nada.
Fashion Style- His appearance is purely professional. He never backs down from an intellectual challenge, and is always open to proving that he's better than everyone.
... Even when he's not.
To be blunt, he looks like geek. But in an appealing, and complimenting manner.
He's arrogant, self centered, and but he stands up for what he believes in. Despite him always putting himself first, when in a dire situation he's willing to sacrifice himself for those who stood beside him.
Other- I dunno @ ow..
The Knife goes in, and the Knife comes out.
I'll stab you till you're sCrEaMS Pour out~!
— 2P England — The Cupcake King —