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Character Number: 3rd [align=center] [/align] Name: Gallifrey "Gale" Rosamund
Age: Twenty-five [+4] Gender: Male Sexuality: Homosexual (Bi for pay)
Appearance: - Face Claim: David Tennant
As a kid, Gale never really had the luxury of a visit to the barber, he never thought he needed to care much for his hair, so in those days he would simply pick up a pair of scissors and cut his hair off once it started reaching the back of his neck. Now that his job depends on every bit of him looking good, he goes for a shaggy look that makes him appear a little more wild and exciting when standing beside the clean trimmed prostitutes that may frequent the same brothels and taverns. It’s good for business to look different and appealing at the same time.
His thick brown hair can easily be smoothed flat but before trying to find clients he will often intentionally mess it up at the top so that it sticks out in all sorts of directions, and stays out of his eyes. To the touch it is surprisingly soft, and its clear he spends a good amount of time washing it if not styling it.
Like his hair, Gale’s eyes are brown, like the color of rich milk chocolate that seems to compliment the words he speaks to people around him, especially the ones he hopes to take to bed with him. Both eyes are flecked with golden brown and a little bit of black around the edges, making for an appealing color to look at if you are not focused on other areas of his body. Gale is also not against using a small amount of makeup to make his beautiful eye color pop a little bit more.
Easily standing at 6’ 1” tall, Gale is clearly the big brother when placed next to his sister, but where Aisling has grown incredibly strong over the years, Gale’s lean muscles seem to be more for show than anything else. He is pretty lightweight and easy to push around but in his mind he doesn’t need to fight so long as he can get paid. The only time he finds that he needs strength and muscle is when someone messes with his sister, be it by her request or not.
Personality: - On the outside, Gale projects the image of a flighty and colorfully flamboyant young man that only wants to have fun and enjoy some time around others, always the bright sun on a rainy day. He has always had a compassionate heart that has followed him through years of hardship all the way from when he used to only think about making his little sister happy. That ideal persona had broadened its influence so that he will try the same for each and every person he meets, provided they haven’t done anything to offend him or deserve his scorn.
Giving him a passing look, you would never guess what his profession is unless he was actively looking for clients. Possessing a generally very bright and chipper demeanor, Gale is a comforting presence if you are feeling unhappy. He will empathize with your pains and sooth away the hurt with gentle words and maybe a soft carress or two on the head or arm. He doesn’t want to give to much touching before he gets paid though. Gale may or may not have a manipulative streak somewhere inside, hidden behind his kind exterior.
Gale can’t stand feeling helpless or useless, unable to do anything in whatever situation he finds himself in. Since this happened often over the years he spent as the main breadwinner for his family, Gale had to learn how to make due with whatever he has on his person to use. He carries a multi tool in his pocket for emergencies but he tries to not use it so much that he relies on it. He has to at least try other methods first.
Gale actually enjoys tasks that take a lot of time to complete, since they keep his mind focused and active for extended periods of time. He often goes out of his way to take his time and make things a bit more complicated than they need to be. An example of this would he the fact he is a surprisingly good cook for someone who had never had formal training. When growing up he discovered ingredients cost less in the long run and could be stretched over a longer period of time then buying premade meals. So he had to go through a lot of trial and error till he could make good dishes for his family, even if the portions were small.
When working, Gale keeps his friendly nature but turns it toward darker, more sensual means to an end. His ideal is that he gets as many people in his bed, at as high a price from them, as possible. He will put on makeup, messes up his hair, puts on a smile and smoldering eyes, then wears clothes that show just enough skin to make others interested in looking. All in an attempt to attract as much attention from the mature adult audience as possible. Once he has them hooked, he reels them in with sweet words and soft touches.
This prostitute has developed a silver tongue, coated in sweet honey words, as he grew to learn how to charm almost anyone it wanting his services, since such a skills made it easy to earn money in his profession. Especially with lady clients.
Gale can appear very happy or very sensual, when looking for friends or clients, but he is not very keen to commit himself to anyone after the incident with his previous love interest. However, with his family, he is loyal to an insane degree. Now that he has his sister back after so many years, he tries to be overprotective to make up for the time he had been away. He would move mountains to keep his little sister safe, or drop said mountain on anyone who he sees as a threat to his precious little princess. Though that princess is likely to twist his arm out of socket for it.
Gale has always been an extremely devoted big brother, but when the stress of being the family’s main breadwinner as a teenager caught up to him, Gale abandoned his sister and mother. He has been wrought with guilt over it ever since and questions why he had been so stupid. He had thought it would be the end of his stress from his teenage life, when in fact the loss left an even bigger hole in his heart for him to fill with everything and anything he could.
This bottomless pit in his emotions shows itself clearest when Gale thinks his is alone, and he allows himself to look back on his life and how different it had become from what he had wanted as a carefree child. He will sit and ponder this, unmoving and silent almost to the point where he becomes depressed with life and the whole of his existence. If he happens to have a night free from work, he is also plagued by nightmares relating to either his leaving home or his first boyfriend’s treatment of him. He often wakes up with a shout of alarm, happy to be out of the dream but still trembling from terror or sadness.
There is a cool calculating side that goes hand in hand with his work persona, where he will try very hard to get as much money as he can from his clients with as little real effort as he can afford to use. He has a little OCD problem with keeping records and carrying around a notebook with him to write down notes and lists of his clients and how often he spends the money he earns. Gale is to modest to acknowledge his talents as a musician or a chef, so in his mind his only marketable asset is his body, and he is determined to get as much profit as he can from his services. If he is doomed to be a prostitute, then he is determined to be the best and therefore most expensive prostitute.
Rank: Male Prostitute [Kidnap for Tainted Candidacy]
History: - Gale was born on the border of Nyushi and the Zavan Plains, right where the tropical climate could get more cool air from the plains. While his home was located on the plains, with nothing but tall grass, crops, and roads for over a mile all around, he could easily see the beginnings of the dense forests that made up Nyushi.
Gale spent most of his time either trailing after his father and learning how to run the farm or caring for his baby sister, Aisling. He was eager for the day he could play games with the baby girl and didn’t even mind the idea of sharing his toys. The only thing he did mind was the bitter indifference that grew in his mother toward the rapidly growing girl.
He didn’t have much love for his mother by the time Aisling was old enough to run around and explore, and he often offered a comforting shoulder for his sister after their mother would scold her for no reason. He also tried to make her feel better by making himself act or look silly whenever she was in need of a laugh.
Growing up on a farm, they didn’t have many neighbors, but Gale noticed that the local people that did pass through had a sort of bitterness toward his father and therefore his whole family. The farmhands Rhys hired to help with the farm work would only stay on for a while, a year at most, before resigning and finding work elsewhere.
Unlike his little sister, Gale soon went digging around to find the answers to this scorn, and found it at the local market in Hellmen’s Well, where they were trying to sell that years harvest. His father was constantly getting into arguments that sounded to Gale like old battles that wouldn’t just end. Finally he confronted one of the men that brought up the past arguments, asking what was his problem. He was seven at the time, so the man was more successful at hiding his dislike, and told Gale that in the past, his parents would overprice their crops and it seemed theirs was the only crop that remained free of disaster. Their father claimed it was just good luck but there was a belief among the locals that he would purposefully infect other farmer’s crops with disease or set loose a wild animal to tear up and devour the harvest. They were only allowed to walk free because there was no clear evidence that Rhys or Fiona did these things.
Though Gale wasn’t sure what to think of this accusation, there wasn’t any evidence so the locals could be overreacting, he tried his best to never let on that he knew anything about it. He continued focusing on his studies and being a good brother for his little sister Aisling. He studied to be a guard of Lihn and dreamed of one day serving under the Empress herself.
Gale was ten when his world started to crumble around him, starting with the death of his father. He had been working with Rhys on the farm, plowing up the soil to get ready for planting, when suddenly he heard a thud and turned to see their father had collapsed, unmoving. He ran over and tried to shake the man awake but when his mother and Aisling came out to investigate Gale’s screams, they discovered he had died from an aortic aneurysm.
The funeral put Gale’s family is such a financial pit that they couldn’t pull themselves out of with only their mother working odd jobs on her own while he and Aisling tried to continue work on the farm. They were just too young to do all the work themselves, so their mother had to hire farmhands, which kept them in debt even when her bad habits didn’t. Gale had to put all studies on hold and it didn’t take long to see they needed a faster supply of money then would come with harvest and selling off animals and eggs. He went into town to start finding work himself, at the age of only eleven.
Of course he couldn’t do any of the exceptionally well paying jobs, he was at most an errand boy for anyone who needed something done, and he got paid whenever he got a task done. He had to much pride to ask for the amount of money he needed, so most of the people he worked for only gave him enough to buy candies or other such treats. It allowed him to buy bread and cheeses at the end of the day however and that would at least keep his little sister from going to get with hunger pains.
He also noticed that their mother was not bringing in even that much with her jobs, even though she was old enough for people to take her plight seriously. Gale, now a haughty teenager that needed to support practically his whole family and pay the workers that helped Aisling on the farm, finally snapped when he came home with groceries and found his mother on the couch with a very distinctive bottle: booze. He was so mad that he grabbed the woman by the scruff of her neck and dragged her outside, where he took the bottle and threw it into the half grown crop field, telling his mother off and that if she wanted that bottle back she may go get it, and next time he would break it over her head.
He set his mother to care for the meager supply of animals the family still had and continued doing jobs, his resume zigzagging back and forth through town with all the jobs he could possibly cram into every day. This made his able to do a lot of skills but none stuck long enough to become a profession. Until one day Aisling got very ill and they needed to pay for a doctor to care for her. That would require a whole month of payment, and Gale didn’t think they had the time. He begged his bosses for more money, worked like mule and still couldn’t bring in money fast enough.
Finally one of his bosses suggested a fast way for a handsome young man of sixteen to earn money, more then all his odd jobs combined for only half the span of hours. Prostitution. Gale was not sure what that was at first till he was brought to the local brothel, a place his parents always told him to stay miles away from, and saw that the whores were making thirty gold for an hour of work, selling their attractive bodies.
Of course the young virgin needed to be trained, and that took the better part of a week. Ideally the brothel owner would have had his education stretched out for a month to make sure he didn’t embarrass the house’s reputation, but Gale outright demanded to be put to real work so he could earn enough money to help his little sister, who was really starting to look deathly ill in his overprotective eyes.
It only took three days and a lot of sleepless hours and sore muscles to pay for the doctor to come out and help Aisling.
After that, Gale didn’t go back to his odd errand boy jobs, he stayed in the brothel all day and most of the night, and was able to pay for real food and clothes for his family. It made him happy to be so productive and after Aisling got better he could ignore the lack of decent sleep and the hurting body. Everything was right with the world, as far as his mother, sister and farm was concerned.
But ignoring the stress did not make it got away, and for the next nine years Gale allowed it to build up inside, pushing it so far back in his mind that he could almost fool himself into thinking he hadn’t gone from a boy wanting to be a soldier to a lowly street whore. He was lucky that Aisling and Fiona never strayed close to his place of employment.
That was, until the eve of Aisling’s sixteenth birthday. Gale spent the entire previous night working so that he had more money then either of them had ever seen in one place, with the exception of when he paid for the doctor to help his little sister. He bought a cake and some slightly alcoholic fruit drinks, which were served at the brothel for the whores that couldn’t afford to get completely drunk but needed a little to take the edge off. It was a simple little party, but that small bit of alcohol seemed to bring the bad side of their pathetic mother out again. She said a few ungrateful comments and Gale kicked her out the door, not to gently, and saw Aisling off to bed before going out to ask what the woman’s problem was.
That was when he finally learned why Fiona was always bitter toward her daughter. Aisling was not the child of Gale’s father. That revelation was the straw that finally broke the camel’s back, which was saying something considering all Gale had been through and what he had carried on his back in the past. Gale stayed up late that night, trying to organize his thoughts and repress the years of stress again, but it didn’t work this time, he couldn’t ignore the feeling that he had become nothing to anyone except a quick way to get off and not be obligated to give anything but a little money. He was pathetic.
Gale pulled out his father’s fiddle, a family heirloom he had inherited along with his responsibility as breadwinner, and started playing a slow song. It was a familiar tune, one he had often played for his sister to help her sleep these last few years. It helped him calm down but he didn’t sleep. Instead he safely tucked it back in its case and went to his sister’s room, gently shaking her awake. Or at least awake enough for her to open her pretty eyes and mumble an acknowledgment of his presence. He gave her the fiddle and case and then pulled her up against his chest for a hug, taking in the warmth of family and enjoying how gentle it was.
Then he laid her back down and tucked her in, singing a soft little nursery rhyme that in reality she was to old for, till she fell back asleep. Then he pulled on a thick warm cloak, packed up what few belongings he had, and left without allowing himself a backwards glance. He knew if he looked back, he would never be able to take another step away from the house. He felt a little bad for another reason though, and that was the small necklace he had stolen from Aisling, as a keepsake since he was not even sure he would ever see her again, or if she would remember him if he did.
He traveled all the way to Lihn, and was at first almost claustrophobic about being so closely surrounded by dark trees. He managed to recover by the time he reached Lihn, where he was confronted with his first up close look at a dragon. And it happened to be an earth, which made him feel incredibly small when one of the dragon’s talons was as large as he was. He nearly fainted on the spot.
It took a few weeks to become used to the monstrously huge dragons that flew over and walked through Lihn on a daily basis, but the majority of them were very friendly, which helped the process considerably. He tried to pick up his old dream of becoming a guard but soon found he didn’t have the strength required to guard anyone. He tried for candidacy for three years before finally stopping when the feeling of rejection built up to much to bear on his already stressed mind.
Gale did anything he could think of to try and get out of prostituting again, since now he only needed to support himself, but he now had to pay rent and stuff like that. It turned out to be no easier.
Until he met Cody, a man about the same age as him that offered to let him be a live in boyfriend. All Gale had to do was stay loyal and away from anyone else’s beds, and bring in a small profit from what jobs he could get with little experience. He thought this was an incredibly lucky trade for him, since he could do small jobs around the neighborhood and house chores, and he could easily keep Cody happy in bed. In return he got a roof over his head, meals, and a warm body to snuggle up to at night. Everything was perfect again.
Of course, whatever gods he had wronged were not done with him yet. After a few weeks Cody stopped wanting Gale to work outside home, and didn’t like seeing him more than a handful of paces from the front door. This was very strange, but Gale entertained the idea that Cody wanted him so much that he didn’t want to share the sexy body with anyone else. It was very soothing and made him laugh at times. Then, still months later, Cody managed to talk Gale into wearing a dog collar and sleeping in a, albeit very nice, room in the basement while he had company over. This was around the time Gale became very uneasy, and shortly after Cody started bringing those guests down to play with his live in whore.
Gale tolerated this for a little over two weeks before he managed to find a way out of the locked up house while Cody was in a drunken sleep, along with the two friends that had come to visit that day. They woke up and found Gale long gone, and the collar fixed around Cody’s neck with a padlock, the word ‘whore’ written across their foreheads with ink.
After that Gale accepted his fate as a prostitute, but he decided if he was going to be a whore, then he would not only be the best whore ever, he would be one of the most expensive as well. He bought a notebook and started writing down the info on his prices, marketable whoring skills, and the information he thought was important about his clients. Their name, gender, preferences, and any side notes for if they visited again.
After a few years he returned home to find the house empty, and when he asked around he was directed to his mother’s grave. She had died a couple months before and apparently Aisling had moved away after. He also heard she had gone to the Academy, so he turned back to follow after her. He started volunteering in the Academy during the day, along with seeking potential clients for the nights, while patiently searching for his little sister among the horde of candidates.
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