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"Oh, come on. Seriously? You don't know how to get someone to notice you?" He joked. "No, seriously, it's easy and you have three modes of attack. My preference is, be a total goof. But make it look good. Like almost suave goof. You know, throw 'em one of these looks."
“They’ll melt and laugh all at once.”
Rory is Taken.
“When loneliness is a constant state of being, it harkens back to a childhood wherein neglect and abandonment were the landscape of life.” ― Alexandra Katehakis
Bio
If ever there was a face for the definition of Murphy’s Law, it was Rory. Born to a mother who didn’t know how to raise him and a father he never knew, he was given up and sent into the arms of Foster Care. As one could imagine, those arms are less than forgiving but Rory always fought and never gave up. Words and wit were his first defense and on the rare occasions when those failed him, he relied on his feeble attempts at self defense.
But nonetheless, he fought. He fought like hell to keep his head above water. Although he grew up in hellish circumstances, anyone who got to know Rory could tell that he could pick up on everything and anything, with a keen eye for details. It was his brilliance and cleverness that kept him from falling through the cracks. It actually kept his head above water unlike most of his friends. Teachers would love him even though he would scarcely speak more than a few words and would praise him to his foster parents. Unfortunately for him, teachers were steady. Foster parents were forever changing. While his intellect was Ivy League worthy, Rory’s affinity for trouble and mild psychological issues kept him moving from house to house.
Some houses were nice, and he’d hate them. Happy families never lasted, so he kept himself from staying there. Bad houses were those he’d never come home to. And so he kept going through the revolving door of homes and foster houses until he emancipated himself from the state at 17 years old. A nearly impossible feat, considering all of his issues, but this was one situation where his intelligence proved he could survive well on his own.
And so, with some money he’d earned and saved, his wily and witty ways, Rory found himself in Tree Hill. Rumor has it his birth mother made an appearance here in recent years. Many around the small town suspect he is here to find his birth mother. He knows he’s got family here besides his mother but he doesn’t know their names. The only thing he knows is his mother’s name.
Personality Traits
Hard Working, Smart, Caring
Wounded, Bitter, Withdrawn
Facts
Birthday: August 8th
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Extra
Rory suffers from PTSD and depression. It’s evident from the scars on his wrist to the way he can’t seem to let anyone close.
Rory has an eidetic memory. He can remember everything anyone tells him at any given time or moment and can recall facts from out of nowhere. Though he’s usually mum on conversing.
Rory gives great advice. No matter the situation, he’ll analyze it from every angle until he’s sure he’s got the best possible answer from his heart even if the person is a complete stranger.
Secret
Rory is aware that he’s got siblings in Tree Hill, he just has no idea who they are and the idea can literally keep him awake at night wondering if in passing he’s talked to one of his sisters. Even then, he’s scared to death to speak to them for fear of the fact that he’ll be rejected, or worse, they’ll think he’s insane like many before them.
Connections
Jenny and Alexis Jagielski: Rory knows he has siblings but has no idea who they are. They have no idea he even exists.
"I'm the Guidance Intern. You should want to share things with me." He joked, turning away from her to head for the office. "Besides, if he was, you'd want to help him. Unless you've got your suffering sides too. But in any case, I'll be in the office til' 5. After that, you're on your own with your teen drama."
"So you're surrounded by grease and petrol. Well that sounds 100% less appetizing than my predicament. I'm sure there are but I don't want to run into anyone I might actually be related to. Apparently I've got family here, and I only want to find one member of said family. I'm too fucked up to be related to anything other than my parental scarring."
He laughed, shrugging. "Oh, you know. I was left on Tattooine to be raised by my parents. And now I have to find my real mom to harness the battle between light and dark inside of me." He explained with half truth and half sarcasm. "I have mommy issues that severely need to be settled and I'm interning with guidance at Tree Hill High."
As they headed for said coffee shop, he could see the prospective annoyance drooling over the sight of the girl already. "Okay, we're gonna do something and you're gonna play along because manipulation of the brain is key here and we need to be convincing." He said quietly, letting a long and lanky arm dangle over her shoulders. He shooed her wallet away. "Last I check, the guy always pays. At least that's what people tell me. I usually leave money before they wake up." He added on thoughtfully. Leading her in, he pressed his lips to the side of her head, speaking a little more loudly than he usually would. "So, babe, what'll it be? Mocha Grande? Green Tea Frappe? Anything for you. Sky's the limit."
"Boy?" He shot back, an amused grin on his face. "You're calling me boy when you're barely scratching 5'. My arms are longer than you." He informed her, folding his arms over his chest while he gave her a once over. "Yeah, you seem the type. Young, excited. Super nosy. Not annoying though, so I guess you'll do fine." He tilted his head and shrugged. "I'm just a sith lord on the hunt for my parents so I can learn the secrets of the darkside."
"Don't give me that much credit yet, Red. We're not even on the level of accquaintance." Tilting his head, he gave her the faintest grin. "Besides, I'm sure being the pretty, smart girl; you've got the big bad boyfriend with issues. Let me guess, I'm gonna roll with... Jock. Probably a roid rager."
When he asked who he was looking for he chuckled. "Well, you could call her my egg donor seeing as she was never around. Tossed me to the wind like a hot potatoe." He murmured. "Alls I have is a first name and a picture." He added, handing the boy the paper and the photo. "Nikki."
WE wear the mask that grins and lies it hides our cheeks and SHADES our eyes
"I'm Han full of 'em." He murmured as he shoved his hands in his pockets as he went to walk away. Then he heard her question and turned around, head canted. "Need a knight in shining armor?" He sighed but turned back around. "Sure. I guess I can help out. What, does he tell you you're hot or something? Don't you have siblings who can help with that sort of thing?"
"Look, I just get the vibe here that everyone in this town wants to say 'hey, hi, how ya doin?' And I'm just not the kinda guy who really wants to meet every Dick, Tom, and Harry." He explained. "But, yeah. Sorry 'bout that."
Rory perked his brow. "Rory. Trainer. People just call me... Well around here, they call me 'that guy'." He muttered. “But Rory’ll do.”
Oh, bleeding hearts unite, she looked nice. And nice might've been exactly what he should've been looking for. So he tried his best to sound as polite as possible, holding back a sigh. "Alright, shoot chef girl. Although if you haven't been on chopped or anything else, I'm going to have to sit here and tell you I'm unimpressed. I'm a huge food network fan."
"Well lets do the library first. Suppose it wouldn't hurt to be armed with more information so I can be better equipped for utter disappointment." He mused, shrugging. "Lead on, muscles. I'm hot on your tail."
