( easy on the eyes ; truth is like a loaded gun: you don't wanna point that thing 'round here . leave all your s k e l e t o n s up here . ) callum armati , 26 , undercover agent for the eurasian unit . penned by fitz ( 17 & he / him & cst ) .
everyone else had fallen into the regular rhythm after the rather dull events of the social and it was back to lessons, training and discipline. well, everyone fell back in line except for rose of course. the brunette was supposed to be in her hand to hand combat class but was instead in a courtyard lounging on a bench like she owned it. the young cadet felt her time was better spent outside of the classroom and would of course try to talk her way out of it should she be caught, but in that moment she was content with just watching the clouds pass in the pale blue sky. until of course she heard footsteps approaching and her head whipped around to see who it was. “this isn’t what it looks like,” she began, the lie already formulating in her head.
‘ you sure ? ‘cause to me , ‘looks like you might be skipping class . ’ he gave her a knowing smile and a warm chuckle , shoving his hands into his pockets . he walked leisurely up to the bench , head lowered to peer down at the brunette . ‘ don’t worry , i won’t tell . it’s just one class , right ? ’ he , of course , didn’t know whether or not this was a regular thing for her , but even if it was , who was he to tell her off ?
gray bites his lip, tapping his pencil in the rhythm of all kinds of beats. he is trying to study, maybe for the first time since he’s been in the academy, but he can’t seem to focus. his eyes keep shifting from the paper to the surrounding students, and the practice test in front of him is full of ghostly erase marks from answers’ past. he slams his pencil down, looking around at the library full of people, “fuck school. FUCK this test. i’m sure james bond never had to study.” he can see the librarian agape in the corner of his eye, and that’s satisfying enough to keep going. “this test can suck my big fat-” he’s shushed by the angered librarian before he can continue to show off and act like a child - especially one who is currently flipping the bird towards his papers.
callum raises an eyebrow over at the loud voice in the otherwise quiet and peaceful library , but doesn’t lift his head from where it’d previously been buried in a book , finger on the page marking where he left off . a little smirk slowly tugs at the corner of his lips upwards , and he has to clear his throat to mask the laughter threatening to escape . he remembered the stress of studying and tests , but this was just ridiculous , especially in a library . he waits a moment , watching the man-child flip his papers off , and then he shuts his book , making a mental note of the page number , and walks calmly over to the table gray was sat at .
‘ ya know , if you really studied , the test wouldn’t be so hard — ’ he smiles at him , sympathetic with a hint of amusement , and leans forward , arms crossed on the table in front of him . ‘ — and james bond definitely had to study . you really think all those skills just came naturally to ‘im ? ’
how’s it hangin’ , m’dudes ? i’m fitz , seventeen , in the central standard timezone ( & he/him pronouns ) , and this is my baby boy callum , who’s an older character of mine i’ve been wanting to bring back for awhile now . i’m super stoked to get this show on the road !! also i’ve had a very minimal amount of sleep and it’s been Quite A Week , so please ,,,, pardon the Garbage that is this intro . (’:
[ CHRIS WOOD ] — CALLUM ARMATI is a TWENTY-SIX year-old UNDERCOVER AGENT from GREECE and THE EURASIAN unit, also known as agent VIRTUE. Intel tells me that HE is PATIENT & AFFABLE, if not a little REPRESSIVE & MOODY.
for a Secret Undercover Agent , callum had a very mild childhood , born to carina and nicholls armati in greece , where he was raised , as well , for the first seven years of his life . they were the best parents anyone could ever imagine having ; not too strict , but not too lenient , and they shaped him into the man he is , today , as Cliche as that sounds .
his father worked in the military as an intelligent analyst , and his mother was a florist . his father made sure they didn’t have to move around too much , but it was inevitable that they would more often than the average family . eventually they settled back into callum’s hometown when he was seventeen , and he joined the academy , where he excelled , thanks to his father’s prior teachings .
helping people was something callum’s always had a strong want to do , but he also wanted something that required him to be active , and on the field . after witnessing countless horrible events that could have been stopped , whether on the news or even face to face , callum knew this was it .
callum’s often described as very patient , understanding , friendly , etc ; he’s a very collected young man who is focused , but not so focused that he pushes others away and becomes unapproachable . he’s always willing to help someone in need , whether it be a passerby or another agent , no matter their division / unit .
he can also be pretty moody , but has gotten so used to it that he doesn’t even realize he’s repressing these unwanted emotions . he’s not necessarily cold , he’s still very much empathetic , sympathetic , and compassionate , but not with himself . he has to be perfect all the time , and if he gets something wrong, even just the tiniest thing , he’ll beat himself up for it for an unnecessarily long amount of time .
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
*** note: callum is homosexual , but he prefers to focus on basically everything other than sexual / romantic relationships . however , he is open to some kind of love interest , that could or doesn’t have to turn into something more !
honestly ?? anything . best friends , lowkey friends , rivals ( that he would kill with kindness ) , etc . just hmu if you wanna plot , and / or if you have an open wanted connection that you can see callum filling !!
