Owen Smith

"Nothing in this world is permanent"

|Full Name|
Owen Smith
|Age|
36
|Nationality|
American
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Species|
Human
|Current residence|
An isolated island
|Occupation|
HPLCP(High problem solving level corporation program)

|Birth order|
Second out of four, but unknown to him
|Siblings|
He do not know them
|Spouse|
She was killed as a game of vengeance, it was a mistake.
|Children|
None, bringing one into the world was not an option
|Significant other|
He is certain he will never find love again, nor is it his style to sleep around
|Relationship skills|
Surprisingly enough he was quite the gentleman as a husband and lover. He has a gentle hand, a soft spot in his heart, but only one has experienced his love so far in life.

||Physical characteristics||
|Face claim/Appearance|

"If you don't fight for what you want, don't cru for what you lose"

|Height|
183cm
|Weight|
78kg
|Eye colour|
Blue
|Hair colour|
Black
|Skin colour|
Pale, borderline tan
|Distinguishing features|
Just beneath his left shoulder blade there is a raspberry like birthmark. He has a number of scars over his upper body, primarily from gun and stab wounds. There is also a small scar crossing through his left eyebrow, splitting it in the middle. Which ads to his already stoic expressions.

|Habits|
He hates mess, dust and dirty dishes, making him aim for clean surroundings wherever he is. He prefers 'the old ways' and have a hard time adapting to new rules, new ways of living.
|Health|
Considering his age Owen is in the best shape he can be, his belly might not hold this natural flatness young boys has, but it is toned with muscles like the rest of his body. He cares for his body, for his health, and likes to follow the saying "my body is my temple".
|Favourite saying|
"Do not let anyone fool you into feeling wise or kind. You are simply doing your job. No more. No less."
|Disabilities|
None, in his occupation, a disability is the certain death

||Personality Attributes||

"We all have stories only belonging to our hearts"

|Tidy|
Is there one thing Owen cannot stand, it is mess. His mind is programmed to detect any abnormalities, anything that might hide danger, and with it his OCD kicks in. Water rings forming at tables from cups on a humid day, a filled dishwasher, even as much as a dust bunny is enough to make him totally flip. Someone's life can be in danger, he might be supposed to invest time into something important, but the mess will get too him. As weird as it might sound, this does only apply in households, cars, restaurants and shops. Everyday places. Is he surrounded by mess, trash and dirty surroundings in prison like places, old storage houses or abandoned camping carts he is not bothered, at all.
|Stoic|
Even though he works with people, often as a bodyguard, a protector, he is not the man for emotions. Somewhere down the line of intense training and discipline he lost the social antennas belonging to emotions. He feels uncomfortable if there is to much, struggles finding ways to support someone in distress and simply cannot stand small talk filled with emotion and worry. He rarely express emotions through expressions and words, instead he lets them dwell in his mind, considering what outcome showing them will have. If there is a positive outcome, he will do his best picking the right emotion, the right expression. But even in such situations he tends to fail. He found that a stoic and serious aura would fit every situation. It made him human enough for people not to fear him or feel uncomfortable, but distant enough for him not having to deal with empathy and compliments.
|Down to Earth|
Even after having spent so much time alone, locked inside grey pent-houses, cold homes, and knowing he is the best in his profession, being fed it time after time. Owen never grew cocky, never grew the error many men in the profession has achieved before him. He keeps a simple every day, he knows that failure is inevitable, and knows not to keep promises he cannot hold. This can be through answering a question vaguely, or simply blurting out the truth. He is at ease with his mind and body and loves tending his herbs. Not only is he able to connect with himself and his surroundings that way but having something to keep alive in his life is enough to make him wake up in the morning and keep going. He might be hard to read, but the tone he gives off reveals his down to earth nature.

|Likes|
-Coffee
-Neat whiskey
-Heights
-Sky-views
-Silence
-Bonsai trees
-Green plants
-Tending to his herbs
|Dislikes|
-Noise
-Mess
-Water rings from glasses/cups
-Kids/children
-Sea food
-Any kind of junk food and drinks

|Educational Background|
He has all levels of education, both primary and higher. Most of it is from private lessons and payed by the government.
|Short Term goals|
Avenge his wife once and for all
|Long Term goals|
Return to the peaceful life he once lived on his island. In complete isolation.

||Emotional Characteristics||

|Introvert/Extrovert|
A mix
|Kind/Arrogant|
Kind. Arrogance never leads anywhere
|Logical/Emotional|
Logical
|Daredevil/Cautious|
In between, he reads the situation before making any kind of decisions
|Merciless/Merciful|
Again it depends on what the situation calls for. Not all people deserve mercy