"yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" the exasperated grunt is followed by some more grumbling, likely 80% swear words as he hurriedly tucks his holo-books and other documents into his bag. he would have to keep working from home instead of the university. "this curfew is bullshit..." as if he didn't vote for it. "ready?" as if dodge hasn't been waiting on him this whole time.
name: javier luis castillo hernández (there's a dr. in there somewhere from his phds but he doesn't rly use it). nickname: javi. age / d.o.b.: 46 / oct 29th gender, pronouns & sexuality: Cis man, he/him (sometimes feels like a they/them but he ain't got time to worry abt that), bisexual. marital status: baby he's twice divorced with three children it's a Mess. occupation: councilor + guest lecturer at the university. work sector: sector 5. affiliation: the democratic council.
Physical Information
face claim: diego luna. eye color: brown. hair color: dark brown. body type: dad bod. height: 5'9". dominant hand: right hand. scent: tba. tattoos: tba. piercings: none. body temperature: hawt.
Health & Lifestyle
mental illnesses: bipolar disorder (diagnosed), schizophrenia (diagnosed). daily routine: wake up, morning stretch, coffee, cigarette, smoothie, meds + vitamins, e-mails, cigarette, breakfast, second coffee, cigarette, go for a run, cigarette, shower, lunch (a sensible salad), beer, cigarette, work, joint! dinner, cigarette, sleep. so YEAH, pretty balanced I'd say. diet & nutrition: loves telling ppl he's vegan when he's actually not. loooves vegan food tho. exercise habits: does his morning stretches and goes for runs, has been spotted at zumba class once or twice. substance use: yes to alcohol, smoking and drugs, frequency depends on whether he took his meds or not. sleep patterns: light sleeper.
Personality
moral alignment: chaotic neutral. mbti: isfp. enneagram: the achiever. element: air. star sign: scorpio. temperament: melancholic. character inspirations: tba. deadly sin: greed. godly parent(s): tba. hobbies & interests: making soup. he's a soup boy. cat person. chronically offline.
Education:
PhDs in geoecology (dead soil shit) and environmental toxicology (toxic storms and stuff)
Headcanons:
javi's got a reputation of leading dozens of research projects in the wastelands in his prime. nowadays he's busy with the council and giving guest lectures at the university, but he misses the good old days... 🚬
on one of his first projects he got greedy for knowledge, inhaled some toxic fumes and started hearing and seeing things. funnily enough that's been happening before that too, but this time it enhanced all that.
spent a couple of years at a mental institution but those years are made all hush hush.
got married too early, got cheated on, divorced. then got married to someone even better, except he had a lil breakdown and fucked everything up so, divorced again. got three kids, and talking mutated cat.
loves soup. soup connoisseur.
Questionnaire:
how do they feel about living in sol city? have they always lived there or did they travel from another settlement?
javier has lived in the city his whole life. this is his home and he wants to improve it any way he is able to.
do they trust the council’s leadership? why or why not?
haha sure yes he's part of the council!! he trusts himself!!! or does he...
if they chose their sector and profession, why did they make that choice? if they didn’t, why not? were they happy with their assignment or not?
if there's anything javier wants, it's knowledge. he's a lil freak like that. questions, answers, research, more questions, debates, he needs to be surrounded by it and it's the passion for his sector that got him voted into the council!
what’s one object that they always keep on their person?
the moment he sees sebastian gravitating towards him-- no, nearly skipping in his direction, javier does nothing to hide the smile tugging at his lips. he should've asked him to be his date for this. he nearly expects him to approach him with a drink in hand, ready to throw it in his face, after the whole shoe incident. instead, it's all puppy eyes and... is he wearing a shirt? for the met gala? unpredictable, as always.
"I'm working." it's a warning, but a weak one, as he looks sebastian over appreciatively. "need something?"
