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22nd-Jan-2010 12:56 am - .o3 // biography
« disturbing » ♠ silence darkens
Name: Saguru Hakuba (白馬 探)

Alias: Absinthe

Age: 17

Date of Birth: August 29th. Virgo.

Canon: [Alternate Universe] Magic Kaitou/Detective Conan

Personality: Calm. Quiet. If left to his own devices, he is unfailingly polite and kind. He does not enjoy hurting others. He smiles very infrequently, and he can often be seen in areas with a lot of birds-- particularly birds of prey. When he has things to do, he does them, and however distasteful he finds them, he does not dwell on them. There are few things that make him hate himself, anymore. He considers himself to be going straight to hell, and there is little he has desire to do but to save the ones he loves. He's highly intelligent, and uses that mercilessly, when it's needed.

Backstory: When Saguru was a child, his parents separated-- not because they didn't love each other, but because their duties were pulling them each in separate directions. His father stayed in Japan, and his mother in England, and Saguru travelled between the two. He was bright, extremely so, and had aspirations of becoming a detective. When he was twelve years old, his father was killed by a dark organization known only as the Black Organization, and instead of killing Saguru, as well, they took him with them. He was labelled missing, presumed dead, by the public, and in private, the Black Org worked steadily on making sure that he would grow to be a ruthlessly intelligent criminal on their side, instead. It appeared to work, as well as could be expected, with the consistent threat of killing his mother if he didn't do as they asked. They captured Kaito Kuroba when he was fourteen, making sure that he would never become Kid. Instead, a darker figure emerged, vandalizing areas in search of the jewel Pandora, finding likely areas for it, with Saguru helping search. When Saguru was sixteen, he was told to kill his mother, and he did. When he was seventeen, he was presented with the broken shell of Shinichi Kudou, returned to his normal age and utterly broken, having watched his girlfriend and her father die in a train accident, bodies severed across the chest. The only thing that had saved the young detective full of promise had been that he was in a child's body, and while his body was restored, his mind was now not. Kaito and Saguru promptly swore to make sure that Shinichi, at least, escaped this unscathed, and began plotting with Heiji Hattori to overthrow the Black Organization and leave.

Appearance: Short tea-colored hair, brown eyes, only half-Japanese-- leans much more towards the caucasian side of his heritage, save the eyes. 5'9" tall, 129 pounds.

Likes: Tea, Kaito, Shinichi, Latin, the night, silence, gray, blankets, fireplaces.

Dislikes: The Black Organization, killing, death, pain, hurting.

Strengths: Very intelligent. Thinks well on the run. Very good aim with a gun; extensive knowledge of different ways to kill someone and be both painless and quick. Capable of almost completely shutting off his own emotions.

Weaknesses: Kaito. Shinichi. The remaining two people that he still cares about and holds hope for. By extension, Aoko Nakamori and Heiji Hattori. Is a criminal. Doesn't believe he can ever be anything but, at this juncture.
14th-Jan-2010 05:14 pm - .o2 // soundtrack
« returning » ♠ nightmares only
"crosses" - josé gonzález

returning nightmares only shadows
we'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
crosses all over, heavy on your shoulders
the sirens inside you, waiting to step forward
disturbing silence darknes your sight
we'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now
crosses all over the boulevard
the streets outside your window overflooded
people staring they know you've been broken

"grey" - ani difranco

you walk through my walls like a ghost on tv
you penetrate me
and my little pink heart is on its little brown raft
floating out to sea
and what can i say but i'm wired this way
and you're wired to me
and what can i do but wallow in you unintentionally?
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore
regretfully i guess i've only got three simple things to say
why me? why this now? why this way?
with overtones ringing and undertows pulling away
under a sky that is grey on sand that is grey
by an ocean that's grey

"if you fall" - azure ray

i speak so sweet of words so delicate
like the glass i hope will never shatter
and if you fall, will you get up?
stuck in a dream, will you wake up?
and if you've found love will you hold onto it?
and if it's too cold, will you stay warm?
drift too far, will you swim towards the shore?
and if you've found love will you hold onto it?

"train wreck" - sarah mclachlan

would your love in all its finery
tear at the darkness all around me
until i can feel again? until i can breathe again?
'cause i'm a train wreck wating to happen
waiting for someone to come pick me up off the tracks
a wild fire born of frustration
born of the one love that gets me so high
i've no fear at all
would your eyes like midnight firelies
light up the trenches where my heart lies
until i can see again to find my way back again?

14th-Jan-2010 04:28 pm - .o1 // contact information
« we'll » ♠ cast some light
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