Lukas Iversen - Norway

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Name: Lukas Aksel Iversen
Age: 24
Date of Birth: May 17th
Gender: Male
Occupation: University student, part-time worker at Arthur's shoppe
Heritage: Norwegian Forest Cat
Seed Rank: Light Seed
Birthplace: Trondheim, Norway

Appearance:

Tall, lean and agile, Lukas definitely has a feline quality to him even in human form. He moves in a languid manner but there's an effortless grace to it as well, as if he always knew exactly what he was doing or where he was going, not a single flick of a finger out of place. Even when at rest, be it day or night, he has a feeling of deliberacy about him, like he was made to just curl up and sleep whenever and wherever he pleased. However, despite being of a domestic breed he is still a beast at heart and has the speed and reflexes of such.

Lukas has a pale skin that rather burns than tans, and during summer months a few freckles often adorn his face much to his chagrin. His hair is equally fair, a light straw colour common amongst Scandinavians. It curls around his youthful face in soft, silky strands and always seems to be just a breath too long, so he keeps it out of his eyes with a cross shaped pin.

Lukas' fair complexion makes his eyes stand out all the more. Steely blue and cold as the North Sea, they betray little emotion, but should anyone look closer they'd see the small sparkle beneath hinting at intelligence and quick wits.

The hairpin is the only accessory piece Lukas wears besides a watch, his wardrobe otherwise simple and quite minimalistic. To him clothes are mostly about comfort so he always makes sure everything fits properly, but he also knows how the enhance his best features with clothes without looking pretentious. His wardrobe is dominated by blues, grays and black, natural tones that he likes best and finds the most complementary to his complexion.

In his animal form, Lukas' eyes turn a brighter shade of blue and his lean build gets hidden underneath thick layers of soft white fur that he takes great pride in. His fangs and claws might not be deadly but they're sharp enough, making him quite a vicious little beast when he gets into one of his moods.

Distinguishing Features: He has a small scar across the back of his dominant left hand, from one of his early times at sea with his father. He also has a small picture of Yggdrasil, the world tree of Norse mythology, tattooed on the back of his neck.

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, though tends to have a preference for males.

Likes:

• Cute things: Animals, plushies, even little kids, The Norwegian has a soft spot for all things cute and cuddly. His favorites are bunnies, though, and he even owns a pink stuffed one he got for his 4th birthday. It's old and worn but Lukas loves it to death.
  
• Sweets: If Lukas could sustain himself on sugar alone, he definitely would. It doesn't matter what kind of dessert,cake or confectionery, if it's sweet Lukas will most likely love it. Oddly enough, despite his ridiculous sweet tooth he has never struggled with his weight or suffered from cavities.
  
• Nature: Lukas has learned to love the city in its own way, but the wild, especially the fjords and mountains of his homeland, will always have a special place in his heart. To him, nothing can compare to the beauty of the nature, neither can anything else offer him the same feeling of being completely at ease.
  
• Stability: Having difficulties of adapting to change, stability and routines are important for Lukas to feel comfortable. It makes him feel more in control of his life. He doesn't see any reason to switch things up just for the sake of variety. Why fix something if it isn't broken?
  
• Keeping clean: Lukas has somewhat of an obsession with personal hygiene. He showers daily and keeps himself well groomed at all times, carrying a comb and hand sanitizer with him wherever he goes. Soaps and shampoos are actually one of the few things he actually splurges on.
  
• Warmth: Cats have a higher body temperature than apes do, so Lukas gets cold pretty easily. That's why he likes to bundle up in blankets and cozy sweaters or curl up on the spot of sunlight pouring in from his bedroom window.

Dislikes:

• Noise: Be it a chatter of people, a construction site or just music blasting, Lukas hates all kinds of loud noises. Thanks to his sensitive hearing they tend to hurt his ears and give him headaches.
  
• Idiocy: Lukas abhors stupid people. Not as much those who simply lack intellect as the ones who don't even bother trying to educate themselves. Since he takes life and studying so seriously himself, it baffles and annoys him that some would rather dedicate their time to just being loud, bothering other people and partying hard with no intentions of making plans or trying to become something in the future.
  
• Wasted effort: Unlike those people Lukas hates, he hardly ever does anything without some kind of motive. Since he always works so hard to meet his goals, when things go awry it irritates him to no end because he could've used the time on another, more fruitful project.
  
• Mornings: Lukas is horrible company in the mornings. Finding himself most alert after dusk, he can often stay up the better part of the night, enjoying the calmness and listening to the sharp sounds of the darkness. However, this means he hardly ever gets out of bed before noon, and even then only with the help of vast amounts of bitter coffee. Anyone planning to rouse him had better have a /very/ good explanation and a steaming cup at hand or else prepare to face the beast.
  
• Dogs: Be it regular dogs or zumans descended from canines, Lukas has a dislike for them as a default. He finds them often stupid and way too energetic and loud, and their eagerness to please is something utterly ridiculous.
  
• Public transport: Full beyond capacity and late more often than not, Lukas only takes the subway or a bus when it absolutely can't be avoided. Most days, the Norwegian either walks or rides a bike. It's good exercise and also saves him some money.

Interests/Hobbies:

• Magic: Lukas holds a great passion for all things supernatural, especially magic and old folklore. He reads a lot about the subject and likes to think there's some truth to the stories, he's even written papers on it. His part-time job at Arthur's shop has only made him hungry for more, now that he has people to talk to who share his interest.
  
• Sailing: As someone who grew up near the coast, Lukas has always had a strong affinity for the sea. His father owned a sailboat and taught him how to work the rudder and the sails, and Lukas has been completely hooked ever since. Unfortunately, because of his current situation it's been years since he last was on a boat.
  
• Books: Reading is another dear pass-time of his, and more affordable and accessible in the city as well. His small apartment is filled with reading of all kinds. There are few things he likes better than curling up on his favorite chair with hot coffee and a good book.
  
• Photography: Despite not always wanting to mingle with the masses of people inhabiting the city, Lukas likes watching them go about their lives and capturing unimportant, fleeting moments with his old but trustworthy camera. It's a creative outlet, even though he doesn't think himself particularly talented.

Aspirations:

• Steady income: This is something Lukas considers to be an important foundation for life. In order to realize his dreams he's going to need money, and if he can earn that doing something he loves all the better.
  
• Owning his own house: While Lukas is content enough living in the city and his small apartment, he can't imagine living there for the rest of his life. The call of the north and the sea is too strong. It's one of his biggest dreams to return to Norway and buy a house near his childhood home by the sea, and he puts aside money for that purpose whenever he can.
  
• Being remembered: Lukas wants to leave some kind of mark in this world before he dies, something people will remember him by. He doesn't know what it is yet, maybe some sort of meaningful research or even writing a book of his own, but it doesn't really matter as long as he knows he has contributed somehow. He doesn't want to look back on his life and describe it as useless.

Fears:

• Letting himself down: In other words, not meeting the goals he has set for himself. He is pretty happy with his current situation, but after he graduates he wants to start working full-time and move forward. Waking up one day to find himself old and still stuck in the same apartment with all his plans and efforts and dreams gone to waste would be his worst nightmare come true.
  
• Breeding: The thought of parenthood all but horrifies Lukas. It's not only because of the way it would permanently affect his life, but also because he honestly doesn't think he'd make a good parent. Messing up some innocent's life isn't something he wants on his conscience.
  
• Enclosed spaces: Lukas is somewhat claustrophobic. He hates all kinds of restraints, physical or mental, and will start to panic if he finds himself trapped somewhere he can't get out of by himself. This doesn't seem to apply when he's asleep thought. When he's looking for a place to nap, the snugger the better.
  
• Getting terminally ill: Having lost his mother to cancer, Lukas has every reason to worry about his own health. The Norwegian takes more after his father, but he knows that won't guarantee anything, so whenever he feels something's off he can't help but get a little scared, especially with headaches.

Personality:

The first thing you would notice about Lukas is how little of himself he actually shows. Where other people normally smile, laugh, and cry, Lukas only ever seems to wear an expression of cool disinterest, making it easy to just assume he's constantly bored or annoyed. Which would of course be incorrect. The Norwegian has just as wide a variety of emotions as anyone else, he has merely honed his ability to keep them in check to perfection. And though he does consciously guard his expressions as well to some extent, his eyes have always been dull rather than expressive, so even when he allows some little emotion through it's usually so subtle it's easy to miss unless you know how to read him.

Saying Lukas' appearance didn't match his inner personality at all would be wrong though, as a lot of the time he IS bored or indifferent to the things going on around him. He has never been the most empathic person, and often lacking the patience to deal with people finds it much easier to keep to himself whenever possible. Being by himself comes quite naturally to Lukas. He prefers things calm, quiet and peaceful, without the constant need to enlighten on his thoughts to curious individuals or take part in conversations he doesn't have any interest in just for the sake of public appearances. Every now and then, however, he finds himself seeking other people's company and at times even enjoying it. During these moments, when he gets to come in contact with people on his own terms, it's easiest to get a glimpse at what he's like underneath the cool and collected outerior. By any means he's not the easiest person to be around, but he is a good listener and has his own sense of humor that can be learned to appreciate.

Like cats usually, Lukas is very independent, one might even say fiercely so, and that is something he won't give up no matter what. He hates relying on others or having to put his faith in someone who has yet to prove themself trustworthy. That's also why the thought of committing to one mate for life frightens him. Lukas only ever sticks with one person for a week if that, after that he will try to push them away, making a total U-turn and replacing his purrs of contentment with scratches and angry hisses if need be. He does sometimes long for companionship, for someone to come home to after a wearisome day, but he doesn't believe he could ever have that without giving up his freedom.

Lukas doesn't think he'd really have time for an all-out relationship anyway. He tends to take things very seriously and is entirely focused on living his life in the exact way he has planned it, even if that plan is as dull as they come. The Norwegian looks at his current life as a task that has to simply be performed to get the reward waiting at the end, rather than a journey full of possibilities. He gets irritated and sulky when something or someone interferes with his plans, rather than trying to adjust and make the most of the situation. Because of his lack of spontaneity and inability to compromise he often misses out on both big and small pleasures and opportunities the world has to offer, but Lukas is too stuck in his ways to even realize this. He'd rather look to the future than dwell on the past, only in his haste to get forward he easily forgets about today as well.

Family:

• Aunt
  
• Uncle
  
• Step-brother
  
• Mother (Russian Blue, deceased)
  
• Father (Norwegian Forest Cat, deceased)

Brief History: (Note: This may be subject to chance)

Born and raised in Trondheim, Norway, until his late teens, Lukas had what someone might call a very ordinary childhood. His working parents were both of cat descent, his father a Norwegian Forest and mother a Russian Blue, and Lukas was taught the feline ways of life from the very beginning. He went to the local public school and was amongst the best of his class, though sometimes his parents told him it'd be okay to put down the books and go play with the other kids every once in a while. But even then Lukas had found his books more interesting than people, and eventually his family came to accept that. They we're just glad he was doing well.

It was during his first year of junior high that Lukas' life was turned upside down when his mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor. They were told right away it was terminal, and after two years of exhausting treatments and constant visits to the hospital she passed away. Lukas had prepared for it, wondering every day when death crept a little closer it it would be her last, but it was upsetting all the same. But no matter how bad he felt his father took it worse, and a few months later followed his wife to early grave. On purpose or not, they never found out. All they ever told Lukas was that there had been a car accident.

Orphaned and fifteen years old, Lukas was fostered in a couple different families over the next year but found it hard to fit in any of them. He was too old to accept anyone else as his parents, too young to make it on his own. Eventually his mother's sister and her husband offered to take him in, which Lukas gladly accepted. They were familiar people, not just some strangers, and he had always had a certain fondness for their young son.

With his new family Lukas finally started getting his life back on track, getting to know his foster family and finishing high school like planned. A year later he was already in Oslo, beginning his studies in History and Literature and living on his own for the very first time. He loved the newly found freedom, even though he missed Trondheim and his new brother he'd quickly come to love dearly. He did well in school like he always had and truly enjoyed his classes, yet there was a nagging feeling that he didn't truly belong. So when an opportunity to continue his studies aboard came up, Lukas didn't hesitate to use it.

The new city he found himself was even bigger and busier than Oslo had been, yet it was oddly purifying to leave everything behind. It felt like he could breath freely for the first time since his parents' death. There was no one who knew him, he didn't have to feel inclined to talk to anyone if he didn't feel like it... he was just another face among a million.

Education didn't come free like in Norway, though, and Lukas had to start working along his studies in order to pay for tuition. The financial security was nice, but also had the side effect of postponing his graduation as his time for schoolwork was limited. Now he's finally wrapping up his studies though, and looking forward to finding employment on his own field.

OOC

Name/Alias;
Lauha, Finnor
Age;
22
Favorite Pairings;
DenNor, SuNor (open to suggestions, Nor has a bad habit of sleeping around)
Do you want to be Cbox, Thread, or Both?:
Both
Did you read the rules?
Is there anything I could do
Just to get some attention from you?
In the waves I've lost every trace of you
Where are you?

”That idiot!” Lukas growled at his cellphone and snapped it shut, stuffing it angrily into the pocket of his jeans. That had been the third call he'd made during the last 10 or so minutes, and the third time all that'd he'd gotten as a response had been the monotonous voice of the answering machine. What the hell was he doing back at the hotel? Their room wasn't exactly big enough to not hear a ringing cell, so either Mathias had turned his phone to mute or the others had left the room.

Or then the retard Dane had finally turned deaf from his own stupid, way too loud voice.

Kicking an empty soda can laying on the pavement, Lukas lifted his head to look around the street he was on. There was a park on his left hand side, surrounded by black iron fence, and restaurants on the other. He couldn't understand why there were so many restaurants, he'd walked for forever already and all he'd seen had been restaurants, cafés, a couple bookshops and more restaurants. Did Londoners never eat at home? It sure seemed like it. Though, frankly speaking, Norway couldn't really blame them. Not if Arthur's cooking was any indication of the quality of home-made food around here.

Still, he was yet to run into an actual grocery store. And he was willing to bet if he didn't return to the hotel with those ah-so-important popcorns he'd never hear the end of it from Denmark. So Lukas had no choice but to turn around yet another corner and hope for the best. And this time it seemed he finally had a bit of luck; it was a rather big street, with lots of shops on both sides and people buzzing back and forth doing their shopping for the weekend. Lukas started down the street, eyeing his surroundings carefully and gritting his teeth when he had to push through a swarm of giggling teenage girls too engaged in their gossiping to make way.

After a minute of walking, he finally did spot a small grocery store on the other side of the road. ”Finally!” he muttered to himself and stepped onto the crossing, only to jump three feet back when a black cab honked loudly as it sped past him. ”Watch out, idiot!” He yelled after the driver, earning himself a disapproving look from an elderly lady standing next to him. It seemed his tone had been enough to convey the message behind the Norwegian words. He was too pissed of at the moment to really care, though. When the light turned to green, he made his way to the other side as quickly as possible, cursing this stupid city and its stupid left-hand traffic in his head.

The store was even smaller than it had seemed at first, hardly bigger than a kiosk. And it was a complete mess. It seemed the owner didn't have the slightest interest of organizing the place, let alone invest in proper shelves. However, after a few moments of furious searching, he was able to find what he had been looking for. Which was pretty damn good because if he hadn't, he would've most likely throttled the clerk who was looking at him with a grin similar to certain Dane's. It was as if the all too colourful package of microwave popcorn was mocking him as he laid it onto the counter and started fumbling with his money, trying to figure out which coins were worth what.

When Lukas finally managed pay for his purchase, he muttered a quick ”Thank you” and stepped back out to the street. And then he realized he had no idea which direction the hotel was in. With a frustrated sigh, he picked up his cellphone once again and dialed the number. There was a couple of beeps before a voice started at the other end of the line. ”The number you have called--”

Oh, he was so going to kill Mathias.

[Carr]