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lυcιυѕ vorenυѕ ([personal profile] ispear) wrote2014-08-08 09:03 pm


□ Name: Abby
□ Age: 25
□ Contact: plurk: prosodi
□ Journal: prosodi@DW
□ Do you play anyone in Ariel?: No
□ Is this a re-application of a dropped character? If yes, when was the character dropped?: N/A

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□ Name: Lucius Vorenus
□ Journal: ispear
□ Series: Rome
□ Canon point: Season one, mid-episode twelve. Post saving Pullo in the arena, pre-everything goes to hell.
□ History:
□ Personality:
Vorenus has been, is and probably will forever be a soldier at heart. Deeply principled, he lives by a few basic tenants namely: Honor, Loyalty and Respect (both in terms of his social standing and upbringing in addition to respects for the gods).

While generally this makes Vorenus up to be a stand up kind of guy, there are definite pros and cons to all of the above. Vorenus's holds to honor it's a vice and is loathe to let himself slip regardless of what that might mean for the Republic, his friends or family. While he's not blind to potential repercussions - indeed, he stubbornly believes in the divinity of the Republic and Caeser's invasion of Rome early in Season One cuts deeply at his moral fiber (he calls them all traitors, himself included) -, loyalty supersedes all even if he doesn't personally agree with an order. He'd rather follow the man he's sworn to into Hades than fail to honor his word and bond. On the plus side, this makes him a force to be reckoned with both in combat (he's dedicated on the battlefield and can be trusted to carry out orders to the best of his ability, every time) and in the political arena (no matter his own views, he'll always do what's right for the man's who's backed him even if it means corrupting himself in the process). There are very few exceptions to the rule and most of them stem either from his temper overriding his common sense or from old loyalties coming directly into conflict with new ones. When posed with the choice of apprehending Pompey, Caesar's political and military enemy, or letting the disposed, broken man go Vorenus opts to honor Pompey's legacy and honor as a true citizen of Rome and lets his go rather than hauling him in by the ear.

If you're thinking it sounds like Vorenus might be a bit of stick in the mud-- congratulations, you're exactly right. But wait, there's more! In addition to being overly principled, Vorenus is stubborn, slow to cop to faults or mistakes (read: he will never do it), and generally suspicious of others motives and respectability; it's a very particular sort of man who returns home from a campaign, sees his wife holding an infant, and immediately assumes she's cheated on him and that the baby is hers. The fact that he turns out to be right doesn't really change the fact that it's a bit of a dick move to call his wife a harlot at the top of his lungs. On that note, Vorenus's temper is something of a marvel - either due to his natural temperament, his training as a soldier or simply the tension between his ideals and his otherwise passionate personality, Vorenus is prone to barking orders, getting excessively short with people who irritate him or ask him difficult questions he doesn't know the answer to, or anyone who disrespects him (so long as they're of equal or lower station to himself), and general violence should he be particularly offended or emotionally hurt by something. Protip: never tell Lucius Vorenus you fucked with his family (literally or figuratively).

That said, the things he loves he does so deeply and honestly. He desperately wishes to do right by his family and is deeply protective of them (the only person who can physically or spiritually threaten his family is him, obviously - though to his credit, as of his pull point Vorenus has actually managed to temporarily put his family's welfare over his own ego), and despite all insistence otherwise, he's secretly fond of and even values his friendship with Titus ('I'm an uncultured layabout') Pullo. For a man who defines himself by his values, Vorenus is actually defined by his passions: who he loves, who he fights for and what he believes in.

□ Age: Ages aren't clearly defined in canon, but Vorenus look to be somewhere in his mid-30's.
□ Gender: Male
□ Appearance: Though not overly tall, Vorenus does a solid job of taking up more than his fair share of space. He's military and has been for years - takes proper pride in his appearance and bearing as a result, though he's been on the receiving end of being called 'Gaulish' more than once despite that - meaning he's fair, both in skin and hair color (Romans are exceedingly judgmental of gingers). Despite what modern fashion conventions in Ariel might otherwise dictate, he insists on wearing Roman fashion - meaning, yes, the full toga.

□ Abilities/Powers: First and foremost, Vorenus is simply human. Any abilities he has are trained ones. His skills are primarily combat focused - he's trained in the sword, shield and javelin along with field maneuvers. As a commanding officer of a "squadron", he's technically proficient with strategy and leadership though strictly in a military capacity; considering how straight laced he is, Vorenus is actually surprisingly cunning in the field. However outside of combat, Vorenus' instincts and people-management tends to be... lackluster.

Additionally, he's a competent horseman and a surprisingly good orator.

□ Personal Items:
x1 gladius (short sword)
x1 centurion's uniform
x1 set of white senatorial robes
x2 plain tunics
x1 small god (a small shrine figure for the home)

□ First Person Sample:
[On the one hand, Vorenus has at least figured out that he needs to not look around in every direction when he's-- whatever it is this is when people see what does. On the other hand he's still speaking more loudly than is strictly necessary, tone sharp and suddenly loud. Also he's honestly not looking at much; the visual consists of little more than the far window of one of the standard apartments, the curtains fluttering gently from the breeze.]

This is Lucius Vorenus of the Thirteenth. [Formerly, in the strictest sense - but once a soldier of Rome, always a soldier of Rome.] I currently reside in the government assigned apartments and would like an audience with the appointed representative for this district as soon as is possible.

[There's some minor gesticulating to punctuate it, clearly habitual though the broadcast doesn't actually catch more than fragments - a flash of thumb here, a flicker of a flattened palm there.]
I have some serious concerns about the social systems currently in place here - worship, education, the enforcement of law - and wish to make arrangements to discuss these matters with someone of authority.

[An awkward beat, an inhale and exhale as if he's deciding whether to go on and length. Eventually he opts simply for:] Good day to you. [--and cuts the link.]

□ Third Person Sample: