Profile
- REal Name Todd richardson
- pronounced???
- Nickname trace, fox
- Age late 20s
- Gender Male
- Species cs - Diab
- Size 6'0"
- Build lean, semi atheletic
- DESIGN NOTES- Voice is ROSENFELD
- Has a Minuet cat named Rosheen (Irish name for Rose) that he picked up while was travelling. She reminded him of someone he won't admit to miss the company of. She was unfortunately more convincing for him to bring along.
- Weapon of choice is razor wire or knives, but is also quite fond of slow poisons. He lingers nearby to watch his targets die slowly.
- A sexual deviant to Ronan and Ronan alone, he finds great fun in riling the poor man up only to bail the next second to watch him suffer.
- Sadistic as he is, he would never hurt Ronan intentionally and is extremely protective of him. Yandere, even.
- In the A/B/O Verse, Trace is a SIGMA and can both have heats and ruts.
"less talk more swing..."
"Trace" is one to never leave any of his namesake, a covert agent and assassin by trade he takes varying profile contracts to perform various acts in degrees he finds tolerable. Spying? Sure. Assassination? Why not. Seduction? If you can afford it. While he has the ability to go to the next caliber in sheer ability alone, he chooses to stay in the bracket he's made for himself as he finds it tolerable to the level of stress and annoyance the job holds. A bit of a recluse, Trace finds comfort in solitude and usually only spends time with a few choice people who know nothing about him- and he tends to keep it that way.
One would assume there was some sort of tragic backstory that caused him to be the way he is- a self imposed loner that can and would kick a puppy for the right amount of money- but such is not the case. He grew up relatively free to do as he liked and just lacked a desire to get close to people he didn't see as interesting. His parents are still living, and supportive of their son, despite the fact they believe he's in a line of work that is far safer and more stable. Last he updated them, they were lead to believe he works for a travel agency and does bookkeeping.
"This is a waste of time."
In truth this was a learned ability from his years in the business of covert assassination and stealth. Blending in with an easy smile or frown as if it was natural to him, Trace can infiltrate almost any scene or play as if he was a well paid improv actor. To the few people who have tried to puzzle the man out, he is a rubiks cube of ever changing personalities and practically a Rorschach test of what you think he is like. He prefers it this way, and keeps normal people at arms length. His neighbors and the few who see him regularly believe him to be a polite, quiet individual and have little complaints.
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"arent you dead yet...?"
As time passes, it provides challenges, and Trace's unusual circumstance in avoiding people by choice is frequently challenged by the same few people who bothered to even try and understand a single thing about him. Aloof as a street cat, and as fickle as a pedigree, it takes a lot of time and patience to get through to him. If interested or curious enough, Trace will allow more of his true nature to slip through the cracks- as one such occurrence with a Ronan Stahl. Originally nothing more than a plaything to Trace- Ronan's honest and true nature eventually beget genuine interest from the assassin on numerous occurrences where they stood on opposite sides of the playing field.
As the rival struggled to grasp the concept of what he was truly like, and even more so what he wanted from him, Trace found himself growing rapidly attached to the bodyguard. But attachments are weakness. There was only two ways to handle the situation in his line of work- end it or own it. Trace, after one failed attempt at the former, chose the latter- practically whisking the poor Irishman away with the whimsy of a faefolk.
To Ronan, Trace hides next to nothing. He is a playful, quizzical spirited person that greatly enjoys playing with his food. Catlike as he is, the redhead finds himself at the receiving end of his frequent antics and explosive, overdramatic reactions to stimuli that no one else is privy to see. That is- when he's allowed to leave the bedroom.
Trace is extraordinarily loyal and protective of his one chosen companion and would gladly take on the world for his sakes. No one touches his little seal, and those that do will not live to tell the tale. It's sometimes hard to tell which of them is more dominant, but anyone who pays close enough attention can easily discern that Todd Richardson enjoys the play of being captured and held, while holding the key the entire time.
