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Birth Name: Taavi Jyri Luvic
Goes by: Tavin or Jyri
Age: 40
Date of Birth: October 26th
Gender: Male
Race: Turned Were Black Panther
Physical Description:
Height: 6'
Build: Lithe
Hair: Black
Eyes: Bright green/blue
Distinguishing Marks:
Tattoos: Dark markings to his arm in a similar design to the markings to his black cat fur if you look from far away. Vine work to his far lower stomach. Star to the back of his neck.
Piercings: Used to have surface piercings along his right forearm.
Played By: Ville Valo
Place of Birth: Canada
Current Residence: Old Town Towers, A5
Known Family: Younger brother, younger sister
Personality: Tavin has a bit of a twisted view of the world and everyone in it. He has little pity and some would say he barely had any morals at all. He takes what he needs and doesn't think twice about who he is taking it from. He is a survivor through and through though he does tend to have the nasty habit of talking a bit too much. Lies are common place with him but lucky for him he is skilled at backing them up even when it’s just with more lies.

Tavin’s a bit bittersweet. A rough sarcastic personality that isn’t always easy to get through but he does have some sort of soft side. One that is typically only seen around his family. He's fiercely protective of his brother and though he is more then old enough to protect himself now, Tavin still tends to go out of his way to make it clear that any that fuck with his brother are also fucking with him.

Tavin doesn’t hold much belief in the good side of the world. Love was shown to be a joke and all based upon cash from his parents and the world beyond his upbringings hasn’t painted the best picture for itself. Tavin rarely lets himself get close to any. The one time in his life it happened he broke it off without reason and put as much distance between him and her as he could. When asked he’d deny ever caring at all for her.

Just another lie.

The main thing with Tavin is the reality that no one ever knows what he says is true or false. He’s told so many lies that everything, be it true or not, becomes blurred. Who he really is or what his life ever was really like is a mystery to most save his family.
Personal Weaknesses: Chain smoking, liquor drinking, shit talking, constantly lying kleptomaniac with a nasty habit of getting others in trouble for everything he does. He's incredibly protective of the family he has and absolutely loathes tightly confined areas. Still holds guilt over his siblings being taken.
Race Weaknesses: Silver, full moon
Personal Strengths: High tolerance to pain, strong street smarts, incredibly manipulative (yes he considers this a skill and strength). He learns quickly and adapts well to any given situation. He feels the fact that he realizes the world is dog eat dog and has no problems with it, is a strength.
Magical Abilities: Enhanced sight, hearing, speed, tastes and strength. He can see well in the dark and can adapt easily to all kinds of weather conditions. His canines are sharpened slightly so he has one hell of a bite and has stronger nails then a human that he keeps sharpened. Heightened reflexes and able to jump beyond anything a human is capable of. Able to shift before the full moon but it is taxing and has to be near to it.
Job: Package runner, professional liar, general chaos maker
Personal History: Petra was a strong woman that was determined to do well in life no matter the costs. Her life was not good enough. No money, she barely managed to scrape by alone in Finland where she worked to entertain tourist that happened to come into the hotel she worked at. She has been called many things in life but no matter what others believed she was not a whore. She talked with them, had dinner with them, she gave them someone to spend the hours with but when it came time to return to their rooms she left them be or introduced them to another better suited for such desires. Yes she wanted to get ahead at all costs...but some costs were not worth it.

No Petra knew she could find a way out. She knew she could find something better then all that she had. What she found was a local business man that had a lonely look about his eyes and a smile she just could not resist.. She knew not to waste her time on those that weren’t tourists; she knew how her boss would yell. But that night she found herself staying with the man by the name of Henri. One night, two, she lost focus on her job and fell hard and fast for this man that had only come into the hotel for a drink. One drink and instead he found what would later become his wife.

Petra found herself with a loving man who had plenty of money to support her. A man that could not only raise her up in life but wanted to move them away from Finland to Canada where he swore he would make even more money, so his work had promised him. It was an opportunity that neither of them could refuse.

It was shortly after their arrival to their new home that Petra became pregnant with their first child. The couple were happy, things were going well. That is until Henri’s business began to move him over and over again. One city to the next, uprooting the family at every turn under the guise that they would be better in the next city and even better in the next.

They were never better.

Two more children later the couple, seemingly, had finally settled just outside of San Diego. The city Petra hated. The weather she despised. While it looked as though they would be able to linger they were staying in a place she did not want to. Through it all she tried to be supportive. Through it all she accepted it could be better…but the newest job made less then any before had. The happy family had been disintegrated and now was in near ruins. There was barely a day that went by without them screaming at eachother.

Taavi as he was born, but through various travels it had become Tavin, was the caretaker for his younger siblings. Barely old enough to even read a book alone he was attempting to lull his younger brother to sleep and keep his younger sister in line when she began to scream and cry. Boy did she scream…over and over like a banshee cry. Never did Petra notice, never did Henri come to see what was the matter. How could they hear the little one cry over their own constant yelling?

Tavin though young did not want his siblings around for the shouting and abuse that the two shared between each other. Often he was seen late at night escaping the house with his brother in a stroller and his sister barely walking at his side. Was it safe? Of course not. But Tavin was far too young to understand the dangers in what he was doing. He thought he was saving his siblings from danger rather then putting them in it. Little did he realize just how dangerous it really was.

One night when Tavin was eight items began to fly through the air and a plate had crashed above the bed where his brother was sleeping Tavin in silence sought to get them out of the house again. His brother was wrapped up in a blanket and put in a stroller and his sister was urged to take his hand and follow him out of the house. His plan was take them where he always took them. A small park near to the house where they could hide away until dawn came and the screaming at home stopped.

They didn’t make it to their spot that night though. A van stopped beside the young three and though Tavin fought and yelled and bit at the hands grabbing at him and his siblings he stood no match against the adults dragging them into the car.

Tavin didn’t think that he would ever see his siblings again after that day.

A trip in the van and then straight into a cage. Tavin spent the next ten years of his life being poked, prodded, and generally man handled in any way the people that had grabbed them could imagine. A supernatural man that worked in slave trade, he had noticed the small children before and knew they were an easy target; he was doing the parents a favor after all. The problem with human children however, was how easily they wounded and how slowly they healed… The trouble with children was that they had to be trained.

Of course they were more then pleased to find out that Tavin’s brother was far from an ordinary child.

Each time anyone came near Tavin fought and though he was punished again and again it never stopped him. The entire situation became worse after the man allowed one of his werecreature slaves to attack the boy. A lesson in pain and a hope to turn the boy. Supernatural slaves were worth more money and with such extended years, he gained even more worth out of them. Towards the end of his time there they were muzzling and binding him as his tantrums and rage lead to lashing out with both teeth and nails.

Tavin became a bother, his temperament too difficult to convince others to deal with or see past to buy him. Tavin was pushed, the man seeking to find a breaking point for the boy. Forcefully he was made to shift, time too long spent in a form not natural by way of magics. Still Tavin resisted, he had a stubborn streak that would not be so easily broken. The man actually began to admire it in a way. But that changed little that the boy was becoming more trouble then he was worth. Thankfully for Tavin he would not stay there long enough for the man to put him out of his misery.

The slaves were planning an escape, little to Tavin’s knowledge. In fact it nearly missed Tavin completely. Recently knocked unconscious by drugs after a recent fit he could only vaguely hear all the alarms and shouting that was going on all around him. Doors opened, everyone was scrambling and yet Tavin was barely able to move more then a few feet from his cage. Struggling he had managed to get to his feet only to fall. Again and again until a strong hand grabbed his own and began to drag him.

Dragging him from the home, through the night and on until breath caught and lungs screamed in pain.

The slaves had scattered everywhere and yet when Tavin came too he realized that he wasn’t alone. His brother was there, in the small group that had lingered together at the outskirts of the city. His brother that had convinced one of the other slaves to help him. But while he had his brother…their sister was no where to be found.

They all had no choice, they had to split up, they had to get distance between them and the man that had kept them all. The pair traveled from California to Oregon and then finally to Seattle. While young still the two, together, managed to make quite the team. Pick pocketing, stealing, petty means to get cash in their pockets in order to survive. For Tavin the petty crimes began to turn into far more however. Find the right people and one job suddenly means a whole lot more money then selling a stolen radio would. Still protective, he kept his brother out of it.

It was those darker jobs that got them an apartment, the one Tavin was working for setting them up with whatever they needed so long as Tavin kept up the good work.

That’s how it has been for years now for the two. Working, surviving, and always seeking out word of their sister. Neither is willing to believe that she is gone…

Never, however, did the pair seek out their parents. A resentment lingers still within both of them for what happened.

They share the belief that they are better off without them, if they are even still alive anymore.

Plot ties
Plot tie 1: Those he has stolen from that aren't too happy about it but can't prove he did it.
Plot tie 2: Any that he works for. Running packages, taking numbers, bets or anything else considered less then legal.
Plot tie 3: Any others from the slave group.

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