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First name: Emest
Last name: Vemo
Age: 18
Species: Human
Height: 5'7
Appearance: Small slender build, narrow face, and jawline, small thin lips, light blush, bright seafoam greenish blue eyes, small ears, slightly crooked narrow nose, messy red hair, robotic lower legs.
In his original 'canon' story, he went to the imp academy and trained until he was 17 (he may have lied about his age and because his family is rich they paid the officials to look the other way) he was a scout with a few genetic enhancements to make him faster. Could also defuse even the toughest bombs in over five minutes. His first time on the battlefield he got hit with a grenade and shot some shrapnel in his lung so now he only has one lung and can't run. At that point, he was going through a really hard time, didn't have enough money, couldn't find a job. Him and his girlfriend never really fought until now, they had always daydreamed of the fantastic life they would live but they just couldn't handle the stress that came with adulthood together. Dalen was born just before Emest's 19th birthday around the same time he broke up with Dalen's mom. Emest went to his family but they had a strict 'no lending money to the kids because they'll end up using it as a crutch' rule, but they did own an old loading dock and a pier that they where planning on selling, however, they offered it to Emest. Emest was a little intimidated, as before his only job was running around for the Empire, this was big, but he wanted to support his family and forge a good life for his son, so he took it. It took a lot of hard work he wasn't used to but he finally got it up and running with a good amount of traffic so he could buy a small house on the property all the while trying to figure out how to properly raise this small strange human. Dalen was never very sheltered and Emest pretty much let him do whatever he wanted, but he did always try to be a good parent. One of Dalen's favorite memories of his father is that he would often play his guitar and sing him to sleep when he was little. It was one of Emest's favorite hobbies that he never really had time for. They weren't rich, but they weren't poor either even though they didn't live in the best neighborhood
