[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY

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[ STOIC ] - Mick usually appears to be a calm and collected person. His features are blank and show almost no to zero emotions. He had never been much of an emotional person to begin with. While he chooses to not express feelings he also has a difficult time finding the right way to express them. So why bother if it’s easier to hide them.[break][break]

[ PROUD ] - Mikhael had always been proud of his heritage, of his mother, of his father. He is a proud legionnaire of the twelfth legion fulminata, albeit not necessarily a proud member of the fifth cohort. He doesn’t mind showing his pride to everyone and anyone around. He will always speak highly of Camp Jupiter, Mars, his skills, himself.[break][break]

[ BRUTAL ] - As expected of a son of Mars and a soldier, Mikhael has inherited this trait from his father. It was further molded during the time he spent at the Wolf House after learning that his mother’s kindness would not get him very far. He’s a brute force over talking kind of guy, leashing out in anger more often than he would like. He doesn’t shy away from fights and will most likely be the first one to throw a fist into someone’s face.[break][break]

[ HATEFUL ] - It’s been a year since his life was getting out of control. He left the Lotus Casino unscathed and in one piece but he never left behind the memories of the days before his imprisonment. It started with a small, golf ball sized lump of bitterness but then that small lump steadily grew into something bigger. Bitterness turned into hate and consumed all of him. He grew up with a natural dislike against the Greeks. Fortunately for those around him this hate is steered towards one person only. [break][break]

[ UNFORGIVING ] - Mikhael had never been betrayed before, thus had never known this feeling before… until Nadja had cold-heartedly tossed him into a prison. In there he swore to himself to never forgive her or anyone who would dare to betray him. His loyalty had been used and then flicked into the trash like a dead fly. He holds grudges against those and doesn’t even think about letting them go, his mind set on revenge.[break][break]

[ LOYAL ] - To his friends and those who deserve it he is loyal to and unlike others would never betray them. Most of his loyalty lies within the legion itself and those who serve. His loyalty even goes as far as trashing his own recommendation letters to join his friend in the lowest cohort.[break][break]

[ PROTECTIVE ] - Having grown up with mostly women and children Mikhael had been taught at an early age to protect the weak and those who need protection. He was known to play bodyguard at his mother’s work and he kept this attitude throughout his life. He’s fiercely protective of those he holds dear but also those who cannot protect themselves.[break][break]

[ AWKWARD TULIP ] - Mikhael’s “other side” is something he rarely shows and only ever does so in front of his closest friends and family members ( although the other children of Mars don’t necessarily count ). He may be able to laugh comfortably with his half-siblings but he would never think of showing them weakness. Once past the big brute attitude you might be able to see a flicker of kindness here and there. Attempts at showing and expressing emotions other than anger etc. usually tend to make him look quite awkward.

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY

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Nena Brandt; mother - mortal[break]
William Brandt; great grand-father - son of chione, demigod[break]
Mars; father - god of war[break][break]

at camp for 9 years; claimed[break][break]

Mikhael was born to Nena Brandt, a former army soldier. His mother had spent several years abroad, fighting at the front line, risking her life for others. No matter how much threat there was or how dangerous a situation had become she would still run headfirst into battle. It was, after all, what attracted Mars, the god of war. Unfortunately, shortly after their meeting, she was involved in a bombing of their caravan and she was injured, resulting in having to quit and being sent home.[break][break]

Back in the US, she would give birth to Mikhael while also running a women's shelter for those in need. Needless to say Mick grew up surrounded by women and their children. He quickly developed a protector sense, feeling the need to make sure everyone was safe. He would play bodyguard and security whenever he was out of school or done with his homework. [break][break]

Mick always had a knack for trouble. Studying was never really his thing. Books were only used as projectiles by him. He got into multiple fights a week until his mother decided to let him attend combat classes so he could let out some steam. She always saw herself in him and it troubled her, afraid her son might end up being completely like her. In the end, he would but he would also inherit his father's traits. A son born in and for battle.[break][break]

In middle school, during his school's football game a couple of players from the opponent side picked him out, asking him for a one-on-one behind the building. He followed, never backing down from a fight or a possible offer for one, when he turned around the corner and found those guys growing in size - laistrygonian giants. [break][break]

Mikhael had always been taller than the other kids but yet he wasn’t tall or strong enough to take on the monsters by himself. But he never thought about simply running away either. His instincts told him to fight, if not to win this battle then at least for his pride’s sake. There was no way of fighting the creatures though and he ended up hauling trash cans at them before ultimately running to a safe place. He returned home, a little bruised and cut up. His mother was worried but he told her he had gotten into another fight with some older kids. The usual. It didn’t surprise her but she wasn’t pleased either. [break] [break]

A few days after the monsters had appeared he was guided to the wolf house where Lupa took him in to train and prepare him for life at Camp Jupiter. Mikhael didn’t encounter many struggles during his stay. He was born for this, made for this. It ran in his blood on both his father’s and his mother’s side. He excelled in his training and even made friends. [break] [break]

He befriended a child of Vulcan, although they were quite the opposite. Mik knew the myths about their parents and their rivalry so he naturally harbored a certain degree of dislike towards the son of Vulcan prior to befriending him. Somehow though, that didn’t work out. They became close and Mik would soon find himself put in a situation where he had to choose between his friend and his pride. [break] [break]

Upon arriving at Camp Jupiter they were sorted into their corresponding cohorts. Mikhael had been given his recommendation letters, ready for the first cohort as a son of Mars should. But then Rangi was placed in the fifth. Not wanting to be separated from his friend Mikhael sacrificed his spot in the first and had mysteriously lost his letters. Another evaluation of his set of skills in which he pretended to not have any skills at all was all it took for him to follow his friend into the last cohort.
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It had only been a little over a year ago when he was sent on a quest with a couple of other legionnaires up northeast. There had been 5 of them, including Mikhael, as they trekked through the snowy landscapes. Mikhael wasn’t the leader of the quest, he had only been chosen as companion. Halfway in, they took a break, setting up their camp in the woods for the night. He was asleep when something, or someone, intruded their camp. As he made his way out of his tent he spotted a brunette, a woman, being held at sword point by his fellow legionnaires. They were warned, in the prophecy given, to be careful as an unlikely threat was lurking in the dark. [break][break]

Coming to the conclusion that this ‘threat’ was surely this stranger they made sure to keep an eye on her by taking her prisoner. She claimed to be a demigod, like them, but to the Romans they weren’t any other demigods beside themselves. They quickly called her a lying witch and resumed the rest of their trip dragging her with them with no plans to free her.[break][break]

Mikhael had tried to give her food and water but she treated them like brutes, telling him that she was just like them, that they would regret keeping her, that something or someone far more dangerous was out there possibly tracking her down. She asked him to free her but he had no intention to do so. If only he had listened to her. [break][break]

Shortly after Nemesis appeared, keen on getting her hands on the Greek demigod. She was going after his group and in the chaos that followed Mikhael freed Nadja at last but just as he wanted to jump into the battle to aid his fellow demigods he saw that it was already too late. So instead, they ran.[break][break]

For days they ran, wandering through the state and getting lost here and there. There was only wilderness around them, no sign of civilization. The son of Mars loathed the idea of moving around with her but in the end they did. They walked together, camped together, ate together. Everything was done together. It took a while but eventually he warmed up to her. He had saved her life and she had saved his. At first he was keen on taking revenge himself, just like the goddess herself, the thought of ending her right here and there has crossed his mind several times. But soon it was replaced by a different thought, a different feeling. They had lost their friends but they had found each other.[break][break]

Mikhael had never loved anyone before. The legion always came first. It was the most important thing to him as it was expected of a legionnaire. But Nadja… Nadja had opened his eyes to a world, a life, different to the one he was used to. He grew to like her, bit by bit, and slowly she managed to claim his heart piece by piece. Never would he have imagined to be capable of liking her - a Greek, a witch. Yet, there he was, completely in love with her.[break][break]

After what felt like forever the two of them reached Las Vegas, the snowy landscape was replaced by deserts. They thought they were finally safe, and haven't spotted the goddess for the past few days they were wandering around. Safe, happy, together. Little did he know all these things would get taken away from him so soon - too soon. He stood in front of a casino, one that looked no different than the others, admiring its grand exterior. Nadja told him to go inside and wait for her. [break][break]

She never came.[break][break]

And he was a prisoner in the Lotus Casino.[break][break]

One year later he was freed.[break][break]

An entire year he had spent inside the casino, stuck in a never ending limbo of games, food and drinks. He barely remembers the time and how he spent it but one thing he remembers: her.[break][break]

Just recently back in camp he was met with the news about the Greek camp having burned down and subsequently seeking shelter at the Roman camp. Unlike others he was quite glad to hear it. He hoped she made it out alive and that she would come to his place. If Nemesis hadn’t taken her revenge then he certainly would. Every night he dreamed about her and her betrayal. If she survived the fall of her own camp, great, but he would make sure she wouldn’t survive him.

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]POWERS, SKILLS & WEAPONS

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[ TELUMKINESIS ] - As the son of Mars, Mick has a vast knowledge of weaponry. He is a natural warrior and possesses a knack with most bladed weapons. He does prefer swords than knives or daggers, or bow and arrow. His power grants him the ability to telekinetically move weapons and also disarm his opponents. This ability is distance limited and he has to be in the same room as the person as well as have eye contact with the weapon he means to move. So far he can also only disarm a maximum of three people at once with the chances of two of them getting successfully disarmed being low. He can curse weapons to a minor extent but has to physically touch the weapon.
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[ LIMITED IMMUNITY TO COLD ] - Being a legacy of Chione has granted him a limited immunity to cold. He is not as nearly as immune as a child of Chione but he can withstand colder temperatures to a certain degree. His body takes longer to cool down and lose all its warmth. He can frolic around in the snow for a good amount of time before his limbs start freezing off.[break][break]

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PLAYED BY HAYA

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SKOGMAN, calahan as mikhael brandt