'Can't seem to find... the fucks I give?'.

'Hey there, uh,
you come here often?'

BAŠI

[Full, Official Name ~ Griflet Graecen, an unfortunate alliteration gifted by his parents.
Nickname/Alias ~ His name can be shortened down to something like Grif, or Griffy, though some may nickname his 'Griffin', due to the similarities between his name, and the supernatural creature.
Specie ~ Physically humane, though, he does obtain supernatural abilities. So of course, he is a Warlock.
Years of Age ~ Somewhere around his early twenties.
Gender of Choice ~ Male.
Biological Sex ~ Male.
Sexuality ~ Griflet has an extreme preference towards that of the masculine build, as he is indeed, homosexual. ]

'What the... fuck?'.

PERSONALI

[Personality ~ To say it simply, Griflet is a selfish, judgmental, and a rather censorious little prick. He's quite wrapped up in himself, and, would admit to a person's face that he would sacrifice anyone - even that person, and those closest to him - in order to save his own ass. This is why, he doesn't have that many that are close; most people only receive a rather distasteful glance up and down them if they do decide to approach him, and when turning their back to him... shall find their wallet, or perhaps phone, missing, and instead in the pockets of Griflet. It can be said though, that Grif does not allow himself to let people in, in fear of later on rejection. A, perhaps, mental phobia after being left by his parents as a young boy. He isn't as much 'ruthless' in his crimes as what thieves are depicted like in movies, as although he will steal from both the rich and poor, he does have a line as to not cause someone physical injury. He isn't exactly Robin Hood, no, but he also isn't a murderer. Just, maybe, a magpie, with an adoration, and a need for 'shiny' things to add to his 'nest'.
Abilities ~ His power, to which comes extremely into hand (given his... hobby), is time manipulation. Griflet has the ability to speed up, slow down, or even completely stop time. This means, he could literally strip you of your clothes in the middle of the street, before, pacing away, so that you won't have even seen his face by the time that life continues, once again. He could use his gift for good, maybe, but would that really be as fun as watching the confusion on the ungifted's faces? Doubtful.
Birthplace ~ Canada, someplace.
Birthdate ~ He doesn't know his actual Birthday, so has decided to celebrate it any time in the year, which he likes. Sometimes, he'll give himself two or three Birthdays, as just an excuse to nick something more... valuable, as a gift for himself.
General View ~ Griflet doesn't have many morals concerning theft, burglary, murder... the only thing he finds truly despicable, is the neglect of a child.
Past Occupancy ~ Canada; being run through multiple foster homes, and being dealt with by the system on occasions more than once.
Current Occupancy ~ Travelling, usually. He finds himself being a tourist around the world; paying for things with the stolen money of others. ]

DEHRA

[Humane Appearance ~ Griflet, has quite the average appearance of someone who doesn't see much sun, with pale skin and rosy pink lips; a slight blush tinting his higher cheekbones, this being where he gets his tinge of colour within his appearance. As, other than that, his hair and his attire will usually remain a pitch black - especially, his attire. But, to closer describe his facial features, Grif has mastered different expressions, for different situations. Usually, he will have what can be said to be a 'resting bitch faced', plastered onto him lips and hazel eyes, however, in being a perfect little actor, can very easily flash a flirtatious little smile, and a wiggle of his eyebrows, without giving it much thought. To give an example of a somewhat practiced expression, upon being perhaps ranted at, or 'told off, Grif's reaction will be like that of the gif below this section; mocking, and rather uncaring.
Shifted Appearance ~ Grif doesn't especially have a 'shifted' appearance, however, it can be said that prolonged pausing of time, will cause severe nosebleeds, and even openings of the skin - painful gashes, that take longer than the normal wound would to heal.
Noticeable Aspects ~ He purposefully attempts to blend in with his appearance, as he doesn't especially wish for much hassle, or anyone approaching him. Instead, as mentioned, he'll usually be dressed in dark jeans, and otherwise a collection of leather jackets. The only 'bright' thing about him, could be said to be his eyes. As behind his attractively worn sunglasses, Grif's gaze is a blended mixture of caramel, green, and blue.
Judging a Book by its Cover ~ Most, don't care to shed Griflet a glance as he strolls through the towns with a backpack slung over one shoulder, and a toothy grin on his jaw. He, is just like most other people; an exploring tourist, or a man on his way back from work. People are too busy these days to care about the random stranger, or check their pockets to see if they still have their beloved cash within it. And if they do, they check too late, with no real clue of who could have so slyly picked their pockets... ]

AKATAR PROFONDA

[Background ~ Canada, shifting through multiple foster homes after being 'falsely' accused of theft. Hobbies start young, after all.
Backstory ~ Griflet can't remember much about his true parents, as, they gave him u when he was around the age of two. He was told, his mother was underage, and came from a broken home, so had no choice but to give him up, or fear that he (like her) would be exposed to abuse. However, Griffy cannot physically... forgive, that. He feels the certain need to fill a void, and so tries to do that with other people's possessions, though, he also steals, in order to purely survive. Although intelligent, Griflet refused to attend school, and when he did, was usually suspended  after a couple of years. Thus, meaning, he isn't qualified for any jobs. He has pictures of his mother; a freckled, strawberry blonde little thing, who i the images, is younger than he currently is now.
Known Family ~ None, at all.
Likings ~ Grif, oddly, adores dogs, and truthfully, would never steal one. He finds it 'unethical', to take such a sweet creature away from their beloved owner, but contradictory, would lift a precious family heirloom from a person, without a second of thought. He can play the violin, since he started taking lessons after nicking a painted violin, which he thought to be oddly... beautiful. Whilst travelling, he'll carry his violin on one shoulder, and backpack on the other; being oddly possessive of his possessions, even though, they aren''t technically his.
Dislikes ~ He, as already mentioned, has a strong hatred for child neglecters, or abusers, or even, the parents of the children whom have been put into care. Perhaps, his view is biased, but in his personal opinion... the biggest crime, is not loving your own family. Which, is why he strives to have none, in case he himself becomes the thing he so utterly despises.
Time-Passing ~ Grif, spends most of his time wandering, or perhaps purposefully growing bored of a conversation with a person, so that he may... whisk away, with paused time, and watch in sadistic amusement at the pure confusion that spreads on a person's face, when they question their own sanity, of whether or not they had just been talking to themselves.
Love-Life ~ He may indulge in a fling or two, but on the whole, his disloyalty makes it hard to build the foundations for a steady relationship. ]

'Wonderful ass you got there, buddy.'

'No it's... I'm having a great time.'

'Just shut up, would you?'.