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RIP Bert. Sorry for sacking you.

Name: Ansel Schreave, he goes by the name of Les, because that's what his mother calls him. You had best not tease him, lest his mother catch wind of it.

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Looks: Zachary Sayle (again, I'm obsessed)

Parents: Myer Reynolds and Jess Schreave (You're welcome world)

Magic: There isn't anything particularly magical about Les. He's got mad pinecone collecting skillz though. You should A's about his collection.

Personality: Bert has got his mother's wittiness.
The wittiness, generally mistaken as stupidity, is usually a bunch of pointless nonsense. He doesn't mind what people say about him, because people do say a whole lot.  From his father he inherited a bit of caution, although he usually tosses it to the wind in favor of the wilder side. It always seems to kick in when he least wants it, though. Ansel has a knack for finding lost things, and curiosity generally gets the best of him. What can I say Ought? He's human, mostly, aside from the part of him that kind of wants to ruin the government when he's in charge of that. His parents are trying to squish that out of him, it'll take a bit though. He's also the type to stay up late stressing over assignments even if they're a month away from being due, poor kid.

Favorite Classes: He's a real sucker for books, so I suppose literature. There's a music loving side in him as well, probably his father's, seeing as his mother is mostly tone deaf.

Clubs: Drama, most certainly. He and his mother share the common love of showing off. A lot of people don't see this at first, but over time you'll see him out there sort of proclaiming to the world that he's there.

Dislikes:
Overall, the first thing has to be allergies. His pinecone collection doesn't help with that.

At times, his responsibilities. He doesn't exactly think he's made up to do great things.

Those moments when his mum hides his secret supply of food from him. She insists he wouldn't ever leave his room or the forest if it wasn't for that.

People who have literally no class whatsoever. Especially dudes who have got no chivalry, I mean, come on people.

Advisors. He can make decisions by himself, thank you very much.

Shelves, particularly the lopsided ones.
Likes:
Early mornings, especially when he's on top of trees. They're best served like that.

Coffee. His actual best friend.

To a certain extent, his parents. They're good people, they deserve some credit for how well he turned out, minus the crippling he government part.

BOOKS. He lives for reading, life wouldn't be complete without the complete works of Edgar Allen Poe.

Stars, particularly the lopsided ones.

Backstory: Les has spent most of his life hiding. At least half of it. There's a lot of people out there who are out to get him and his parents. There have been some close calls as well, mind you. Several people have been hospitalized on critical conditions.

All the time not spent in hiding for Ansel is spent in the forest, despite the worries of his mum, or in his bedroom, despite the annoyance of his mum. The library would be included in this, but his room is practically a library in itself.

He was seven when his schooling to be in charge started. Golly it was hard core stuff. Some of it was actually quite gory, but we won't delve into those depths today.

Security became increasingly worse over the years, that was part of his parent's choice to send him here. That and some of the stupid advisors insisted he needed a break, poor kid.

Other: His pinecone collection has no less than Two hundred specimens, and it's still growing. His favorite is the one that looks strangely like Elvis Presley.