Personality

J.Q. Desoto enjoys being underestimated. It keeps peoples’ expectations manageable, and makes maneuvering them into their most effective roles that much more manageable. After earning their rank as an active agent of the Conservatory, Joaquin quickly realized that the way they were perceived had changed. When people saw the badge on their jacket designating their skill as a combatant, they tended to overlook or dismiss their words in favor of the weapons at their belt. They were already keen when it came to getting information out of people, but now they were the city- and the city got a free pass into the middle of everyone’s business. By nature, Joaquin’s more of a drama ender than a drama starter, but does not hesitate to turn things to their advantage if need be. They’re always thinking, always watching, and always careful to keep their personal opinions close to their chest. They value strength, loyalty, and above all, knowledge- but they’re not an emotionless statue. And perhaps it’s difficult to differentiate at times between the city’s ambitions and their own, but their home has always been kind to them. Now they’re just returning the favor.

Story

Upon completing their tenure at the illustrious Conservatory a year ahead of the rest of their peers, J.Q. Desoto was appointed to the highest honor available to a recently licensed, combat-efficient agent such as themselves: assisting in the training of future generations. It was a bit of a letdown. Joaquin believed they deserved more; their long-running history of loyalty to their fellow agents and their unwavering adherences to the values and standards of Idalia’s protectorate had earned them repeated commendations and honors throughout their training. Their long-term advisor ensured that it was a a fitting assignment, that it would ‘better attune them to the social aspect of the city’. They doubted it. 

But it didn’t stop them from showing up on the first day. Or the days after that. And as the weeks turned into months, they were forced to admit that their supervisor had a point. Despite their age and general inexperience when it came to navigating the city’s political landscape, the kids they supervised were crafty. Whether they knew it or not, they’d adapted already- turning incidents into crafted excuses to avoid their homework, omitting certain facts by emphasizing others, and skillfully avoiding any questions that could betray their relatives’ confidential assignments. They didn’t know how to hide everything, however. And it was the little things that gave them away. 

Unexplained absences from multiple houses, Joaquin found out, often marked a family’s neighborhood being evacuated. New scrapes and bruises spoke to unsanctioned tests of barely-trained abilities. And patterns? Well, patterns meant everything. When they were broken, when they were kept, and when they went out of their schedule taking homework to a new girl in their class. 

Relationships

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