Former Russia
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Join date : 2012-01-24
 | Subject: Ivan Braginski // Russian Federation  Tue Jan 24, 2012 9:05 am | |
| ~Ivan Braginski~*  *
Name: Ivan Braginski
Age: 25 years old
Birthday: December 30
Country of Origin: Russian Federation
Floor in the building: Floor seven
How long they've lived in the building: One year
Job: Secondary School Russian Language Teacher*
Powers: Wind current control and Cryokinesis, which is the ability to minipulate ice.
*It should be noted that since i have no real idea how English secondary schooling works outside of the basics, i'm using the American High School system of separating language classes in levels and going from there. I hope that's okay.
Appearance:
Ivan Braginski well... He's a bit of a bulky and muscular guy. Everything about Ivan is tall – his arms, legs, and torso are thick, but long and hairy. And boy, is he hairy, even if the hairs are fine and blonde, it's evident that that hair isn't going anywhere. However, despite a strong build and a hairy chest there's still something overwelhmingly childish and sweet about Ivan's apperance, and most can atribute that to Ivan's rather large purple eyes. Now this odd eye color can be explained by partial albinism, which can also explain Ivan's lack of ability to tan. Nope, he just fries in the sun, and thus doesn't like to go out in the summertime unless he's got sunscreen at hand. Over all, he is a fair (read: pasty) complected and blonde, but he still manages to look somewhat healthy – albet, washed out at times, especially when under the weather.
Ivan is muscular from years of training – he doesn't have the body of a god by any means, but he is fit from his time of constantly being in sports as a youth. These habits are still evident in his daily to weekly rotuines and visits to the local gym. Although not overtly so, his muscles are often hidden by baggy clothing.
Speaking of clothing, I have three words for you. Scarves and sweaters. Sometimes sweatervests when the weather is nice. Ivan prefers himself to look put together but fashionable – he loves high fashion, though isn't one to dress as such, unless during a formal event. When he isn't wearing a sweater or suit of some sort, Ivan is wearing a clean pair of slacks and a clean pressed button up shirt. Rarely does one see him in a t-shirt or sneakers, unless gardening or at the gym. He prefers earthy colors, such as browns and greys, and maybe some blues and purples. He has a thing for funny patterned ties in his work attire, and it's something his students rather enjoy.
Personality:
Ivan is a man of many faces. Of many wants and whims – though of little need. Ivan takes great pride in helping in exchange for favors, having a very 'I scratch your back, you scratch mine,' mentality. He enjoys studying people – how they think and feel, or simply how their mouth sets in a certain way when they they. How their brows lift when they become excited or angry. He is an oberserver amongst all else, and he prefers it that way, atleast, sometimes. Often he finds himself craving social interaction – to have friends to talk and joke with. Despite his sharp intellect is a hunger for acceptance – and that hunger is often not met, or atleast drives him to hide himself.
There is a sweet side to the russian, anyways. Truly he cares for others, especially friends and family. Ivan actually takes great pains to make sure the people he cares for are taken well care of, and if he cannot do that, he tries to let them know he's there for them emotionally. Bonds and connections hold a great deal of weight for him – even if Ivan's not as emotionally stable or well-read as he'd like to be, he's aware of the gravity of people. Ivan can be very sparing or he can give his all to others – it really depends on the person. However, once you have his love or support, it's hard to break it.
In reality he craves attention, acceptance, love – hungers for it like no other. However, he cannot seem to take ahold of that thing called 'social grace'. He tries, he emulates, and oh, he's very good at coying behavorial patterns, speech, what have you, but he simply can't seem to grasp it. Even he feels like he comes off as plastic and cold. However, Ivan does not mean to, whether it's by lack of understanding on both sides or just his. In reality, he has lots of love and affection to give.
It's just that sometimes his mischivious side takes hold, and Ivan, well, he's not the most social of guys, that's pretty clear. And so little tricks or teasing words might be taken a little bit TOO seriously. I mean, come on, who hasn't joked with a friend about skinning their cat if they didn't give his favorite pair of skates back? . . . No one? Okay. Well now you have an example of Ivan's odd sense of humor then. He really only ever jokes, and when he's not … well one would know. Simply because Ivan's whole demeanor would change. Instead of smiling and relaxed, he'd be up, in the ojbect of his rages' face, and spitting mad. Now it doesn't take too much for him to get going – but once he does, it's best to watch one's step.
However, his temper can be cooled just as easily – although he will end up sulking for days on end afterwards. Emotions and expressing them are hard for the young man, he isn't . . .isn't quite sure what to do with them. The pint up rage or sadness, or even positive emotions sometimes make him flounder. Ivan does try though, have no doubt – he tries to please and be accepted, and to put people at ease. There's a bit to the softness, though, and to the unbalanced mind. Ivan for all he's worth, is intelligent, studious, and /dedicated/ amongst everything else.
One could almost say Ivan was obse--- oh but he is. Very much so, actually. For hours, for days, for years he will study his craft to prefection – he's hungry for it, for a challenge and an experiment that would tantalize his mind and have him on the edge of his seat. Thus one could call Ivan a manchild, a nutterbar, or just plain weirdo. Winston Churchill once said that Russia is 'is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma', and it can be said that this goes for Ivan as well.
Likes:
- Ice/figure skating
- Dancing
- Video games -- Gears of War, WoW, Call of Duty, are a few favorites.
- Vokda/French wine
- Reading
- Windy days
Dislikes:
- Sunburns
- Busting his rear on the ice
- Hangovers
- Comics
- ill-tempered students
- slackers
Any other information:
Ivan iceskates and visits the gym....semi-regularly. (He's getting lazier as he gets older.)
- He does however run a pretty loose ship, and lets his students eat and drink in class and work on homework during freetime – however, if he spots ipods, talking, or hears cursing, he'll often make the student(s) stand in a corner. If they behave like five year olds, he says, he'll treat them like such. He often plays movies and/or brings in traditional or military clothing in class, and has the room litered with state/oblast flags and nesting dolls of dubious sizes.
- He hates grading papers, so often times he'll make a student-teacher do it or just not count day to day class assignments for points.
- He often eats out, not because he can't cook, but because he prefers someone else cooking for him, and really, who else does he need to feed but himself? (And his lapdog).
- He has a small dog named Tanya.
History:
Ivan was born the second child of a lower class couple, working in Petrograd, at a time where, frankly, the USSR was falling apart. The vast Soviet empire was breaking down at the seams, and Ivan's parents knew that all too well -- Ivan's sister was only a little toddler when they had had him. Even as they country was crumbling their family grew. By the time Ivan was three years old, his mother was pregnant with his second and final sister, and the family was in a poor state.
Sure, they had a good number of savings, but even then, the head of the household still felt uneasy. When the USSR finally crumbled on Ivan's third birthday, he made plans, like so many others, to move out of the country. And move they did, first to Denmark, where the family settled down for a year or two in order to raise their still very small children, and to work and to get better work. However, the family was still poor for a long time, even as they made the move to England when Ivan was five.
There, he attended grade school and ... struggled socially, to say the least. Ivan still had an accent from constantly speaking Russian at home, and English was a bit of a challenge for him to learn. Sometimes he made no sense at all, or was only barely intelligible. However, Ivan learned quickly enough, even if the experience of his early school years still left a bitter taste in his mouth. Other people his own age made him wary, so he often kept to himself.
However, Ivan found a passion for teaching during his time as secondary schooler -- even if it was just for a few hours of after school tutoring, Ivan was happy teaching other children. And teaching is exactly what he went to collage for, graduating and soon finding a job at a new public school in London. Thus, that's where the house hunting began, and strangely enough on the first day he happened upon his current apartment complex. The flat he rented out was a bit shabby, but doable. When the lightening struck, Ivan was doing dishes at the time, and whether this contributed to his powers or not is questionable at best. From then on, Ivan went about his life, thanking god he didn't die or get hurt after that incident. However, it was only after a short time that he started to discover his powers, and suspect his neighbors of inheriting strange abilities as well. For now, Ivan chooses to sit out and study his fellow super-powered friends and neighbors.
Details of their powers:
Cryokinesis -- The ability to manipulate and control ice. Although Ivan only discovered these powers when he accidentally froze his bath water completely /solid/ the day after the lightening storm, he still hasn't quite got the hang out if. What he excels at most is the rapid heating and cooling of water, even if this sometimes leads to chilled coffee or boiling water when he wishes for the opposite! But, for all the clumsiness of these new powers, he quite enjoys them. Especially since he's learned to make small waves and even freeze and sculpt water into fantastic shapes using only his hands! Still, his powers need alot of work.
Manipulation of air currents -- Now this is a trickier power -- Ivan only found out about it after finding out via phone call, of all things, that his grandmother had passed and the funeral had already been held, and, in a fit of rage, busted out an apartment window via a strong gust of wind. This power is centered around his emotions -- as wind is a more free flowing element, it's somehow more in-tuned with Ivan''s psychical and emotional reactions. Although at the moment he can only slightly control this power by making the wind, (when there is -- almost nothing can be done on stagnant days) stronger or weaker. However, it's possible that he could infact use this power to 'fly' in a sort of way one day, and possibly even create tornadoes should he really master this power.
RP Sample:
- an RP sample for a Harry Potter AU -
Ivan, at once, loved and hated the snow. He loved it because it was so pretty and soft and it glittered all over the castle grounds and just over all made things wonderful to look at. It was a blanket of calm and beauty over everything he saw and touched – and he loved snow for that. Oh but he hated it because it also made everything bleak, and cold, and sometimes, when a bad hail storm knocked out a pane in the greenhouse, it'd kill all his favorite planets and he and the herbology club had to do months of clean of and rehabilitation.
Still, it was a fact of life in Russia – it was cold, it was bleak, and that's how it was going to stay. So one might as well enjoy it, right? Right. So this is why he and a few 'friends' were getting ready to skate on one of the school's iced over pounds. It was a lovely place in the spring and fall, sure, but in the winter it was enchanting.
“Well Braginski?! Come on, show us your stuff!” called another boy, already skittering across the ice in a thin jacket and poorly kept skates.
“Yes yes – i'm coming, hold your horses, Vlad!” Ivan called out, being uncharacteristically familiar with his fellow student then he usually was in school.
Obviously, he wasn't a pro, and Ivan knew it – or maybe it was just a snob about skaters, who really knew? So with an almost audiable tightening of leather laces, he was up and gliding effortlessly across the ice. Yes, this was his home – even if it was cold out and the sun wasn't shining and there was no greens to be seen, this was Ivan's Winter Palace. It was warm and love and sunshine, the way he danced across the ice, the way he would help a few of the stragglers up and onto their feet, even if they rejected his help at first. It was love and warm kisses and everything was just perfect on the ice. He was a swan instead of an ugly duckling. He was perfect.
~OOC~
Name: Nicole
Timezone/Country: EST/USA
Age: 16
A little about yourself: I've been Rping for about a year, and Russia about the same time as that – ughhhh I like to talk a lot, and I like to get things done in a timely manner. Also I can be rather silly at times!
Anything Else?: Blue | |
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