Name: Sven Wolfgang
Alias: Sutur
Powers: Acrobatics, katana, fire
Occupation: Unknown
Weakness/Limits: Sven can only use his feuer for a short time before it turns wild
History: Sven is a full-blooded German. He grew up in California, United States, but his blood is all German. His parents were murdered under mysterious circumstances when he was only a ten and he vowed vengeance. He moved in with his Uncle for a short time to gain information. His Uncle was an attorney that worked with convicted criminals. When this lead to a dead end after two years, he moved to his grandparents house out along the coast and transferred schools. It was at this school where he was befriended Von a somewhat quiet and closed off girl named Tara Lopez. After three years of friendship, he revealed his power of feuer to her. To his surprise, she herself had powers and the two ended up training and sparring together. He was already a master swordsman due to the training his father had gegeben him before his passing. After his fifteenth birthday, Tara disappeared. When she had been missing Mehr than a month, he began searching for her himself. Because of his family's ties to the law, he became something as a spy.
Notes: Sutur is the Norse god of fire, which Sven would have known about. He doesn't have complete control of his feuer and it goes wild if he uses it too long. His katana is made from a special material, according to his late parents, and is very hard to destroy. Sven isn't particularly loud; he's pretty serious when it comes to things to get done. He has a fierce loyalty to Tara and has already vowed to either protect her when he finds her oder to avenge her if she is dead. His hobbies are usually Lesen and surfing, but he has a strong sense of creativity.
Alias: Sutur
Powers: Acrobatics, katana, fire
Occupation: Unknown
Weakness/Limits: Sven can only use his feuer for a short time before it turns wild
History: Sven is a full-blooded German. He grew up in California, United States, but his blood is all German. His parents were murdered under mysterious circumstances when he was only a ten and he vowed vengeance. He moved in with his Uncle for a short time to gain information. His Uncle was an attorney that worked with convicted criminals. When this lead to a dead end after two years, he moved to his grandparents house out along the coast and transferred schools. It was at this school where he was befriended Von a somewhat quiet and closed off girl named Tara Lopez. After three years of friendship, he revealed his power of feuer to her. To his surprise, she herself had powers and the two ended up training and sparring together. He was already a master swordsman due to the training his father had gegeben him before his passing. After his fifteenth birthday, Tara disappeared. When she had been missing Mehr than a month, he began searching for her himself. Because of his family's ties to the law, he became something as a spy.
Notes: Sutur is the Norse god of fire, which Sven would have known about. He doesn't have complete control of his feuer and it goes wild if he uses it too long. His katana is made from a special material, according to his late parents, and is very hard to destroy. Sven isn't particularly loud; he's pretty serious when it comes to things to get done. He has a fierce loyalty to Tara and has already vowed to either protect her when he finds her oder to avenge her if she is dead. His hobbies are usually Lesen and surfing, but he has a strong sense of creativity.
"So you're just going to let him leave to D.C.?" Lexi stared at her older brother.
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy Du idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then Du obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but Du don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes Du think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming Home oder what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy Du idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then Du obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but Du don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes Du think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming Home oder what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, stechpalme, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find stechpalme, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, Du see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, stechpalme, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find stechpalme, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, Du see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.