Post by kryzzle on Jan 22, 2010 23:21:12 GMT -6
Full Name: Aleksandr Daniel Baskov
Nick Names: Alex
Student or Staff: Student
Age: 17
Ethnicity: Russian-American
Gender: Male
Family: Father - Sergei Nikolai Baskov, 54
Mother - Yvonne Shyanna Brooks Baskov, 38
Siblings - Kassandra Grace Baskov, was born premature, died a week later in the hospital
Grandparents - Nikolai (recently deceased) & Alexei Baskov (alive), lived in Russia all her life, moved to the States to live with her son and his family after her husband died / Jeffrey & Eileen Brooks, both alive, live in Washington
Physical Description: Aleksandr is indeed quite cute, his Russian and American heritage melding together brilliantly. He’s only of average height, much to his chagrin, and stands at only 5”11 and weighs between one-fifty and one-sixty pounds... yet the way in which he carries himself makes him seem taller. He’s been groomed from his youth to take over his fathers business once his old man dies or steps down, and, combining that with the Baskov’s immense wealth, Alex has turned into a confidant, if not somewhat arrogant, young man. Alex is vastly independent and hates being pitied due to his vision impairment. Anyone can tell by looking at his eyes that he’s partially blind... Alex wears dark sunglasses most of the time, making it extremely hard for him to actually see, but also creating a ‘shield’ around him so that other people don’t know of his disability. He’s adapted quite well to his loss.
He keeps his dark brown hair short and stylish. Alex has, on occasion, dyed his hair, and one can tell by looking as his hair has faded to a reddish-brown around the tips.
All his life he’s had lessons drilled into his brain... the first and foremost being ‘appearance’. Because of that, Alex takes pride in his appearance. He is, afterall, a Baskov. He wears extremely nice clothes, top of the line, in fact... though he isn’t a ‘nancy boy’ who’s afraid to get dirty. Not by a long shot.
Personality: Aleksandr’s been ‘groomed since his youth’ to be who he needs to be in order to take over for his father one day. He’s classy and sophisticated most of the time, not really speaking more that what is needed to get the point across. He takes after his father a lot. Alex is rather arrogant due to his status and his family’s wealth, and he’s very confidant in his actions, even when he’s not confident, he plays the part well, as that’s what he was taught to do. He’s unyielding and unafraid to face obstacles that sometimes may be bigger than he is and he’s extremely stubborn and strong-willed.
Since the accident that resulted in his vision loss, though, Aleksandr hasn’t had an ‘extremely’ long fuse, and he gets angry fairly easily, especially when he receives pity or help from anyone unless he asks for it. He’s very proud and is hugely independent, but since he’s used to butlers, maids, and the whole shebang, Alex can sometimes be quite demanding.
However, his negative qualities are well balanced... most of the time. He’s had etiquette lessons and can easily play the part of a considerate host when need be. He’s an excellent dancer, having taken lessons for years, and he can be exceptionally sweet and gentle as well as protective. In general, Alex is a bit of a hothead, but he’s learned to tone it down thanks to his early ‘life lessons’.
Background: Aleksandr was born into an extremely rich family in Washington State. His father was Russian, his mother American, making him half and half. From a young age, Alex was tutored in subjects, never going to an actual school. He grew up with his tutors and the people who worked for his parents as friends. To a child who had tasted the outside world, it may have been boring and dull, but to Alex, who didn’t know anything but, it was normal and he wasn’t missing anything. Alex’s first memories are of running around a huge mansion-house, seeing his beautiful mother in elegant evening gowns, and watching his strict, well groomed father and hoping to one day be just like his idol.
He would have had a little sister, though she was born a preemie and didn’t make it through the first week. Since he had never gotten to know his sister, it didn’t bother Alex as much as it did his mother and father.
Alex’s parents hosted dinner parties fairly often, and he hated playing the part and wearing the ‘stuffy suits’, though he did so without complaint, as that was how he’d been taught. Alex sat through many large dinner parties and other events hosted by his parents, excusing himself as soon as was polite. As he got older, though, he started to enjoy the events more, though they were never high up on his list of things to do.
When Alex was seven, he was introduced to the stables that his father owned, and, by extension, the horses. Through the next few years, he learned to ride, taking lessons with the best instructors that his father could get. He fell in love with riding, and when he was ten, he asked to ride his fathers most promising, yet most irritating mare and was granted his wish. During that one -very hard- ride, Alex fell in love. The bay Hanoverian mare was challenging, and he fell off a few times, but after that, she was the only horse he would ride and whenever he had free time, he could be found at the barn, either riding or brushing Tia. As he continued to ride the mare, the two learned to read each other, and it wasn’t long before Tia did her best to take care of her young rider.
At thirteen, Alex’s life changed, and not for the better. His mind has blocked most of the traumatic experience out, yet the physical evidence showing that it actually happened remains. A fire stole most everything the boy knew and had... his home, and, perhaps the worse, over half his sight. He ended up badly burned and in the hospital for weeks, though his burns healed and now it doesn’t look like he was ever injured so badly thanks to a little miracle called ‘surgery’. Also thanks to laser surgery, Alex retained some of his sight in both eye, less than half, though. Just enough so that he could see dim, blurry objects and colors and read and write if he was close enough to the book/paper, though at night and in dimly lit areas he was essentially blind and had to use a stick, having protested against a Seeing Eye dog.
Determined to not let his new disability hinder what he liked doing, Alex became extremely independent; viciously cutting down any remarks made about getting a Seeing Eye dog, and opting to use a stick instead whenever needed, as he wasn’t completely blind... just at night, really. He was determined to continue most of his activities, especially riding Tia. And he did. The mare seemed to realize that something was different with ‘her boy’ when he got back on and was very careful, moreso than she’d ever been with him. She was patient, willing, and put up with the mistakes he now made. She helped him get over his partial blindness and gave him an out. As the years passed, their bond grew stronger and she became extremely protective over Alex, keeping the other horses away from him in the field and never going faster when she seemed to know that she shouldn’t, even when he urged her to.
Now, at seventeen, Alex is a proud, slightly arrogant young man. However, he’s never attended an actual school, having had tutors all his life. He also has never had an actual friend his age, and his parents decided that he needed to learn to mingle with people around his age, and make friends with people who share the same interests as him. Thus, he and Tia are being sent to Kentucky, to the Academy, as it seemed like one of the best, though it’s rather far away.
Misc.: It was only thanks to the quick thinking and acting of the hospital staff that Alex retained some of his vision after the fire. At night and in dimly lit areas, he’s essentially blind, but as long as the area is brightly lit or it’s a bright day, he can see dim shapes, fuzzy outlines, and faint colors. He does use a stick at night, as he vehemently protested against a Seeing Eye dog, and wears really dark sunglasses most of the time, making it extremely hard to see, but hiding the fact that he has sight problems from everyone else. In brightly lit areas, he can see to read and write as long as he’s ‘nose-to-nose’ with the book or notepad. He also does have glasses to try and help him be able to focus more and bring the fuzzy lines into better clearance, but he very rarely wears them. His vision loss doesn’t impair his riding, schoolwork, or most of his activities, though he can’t do everything he used to. Most of the time, like most fully blind people, he uses his hands and feet to judge height and distance, preferring to trust his physical judgment over his less-than-stellar eyesight, and he knows how to read Braille. He’s fiercely independent and hates pity. He also does speak Russian, as his family spent a portion of each summer visiting his fathers' parents and other relatives each year since before Alex was born.
Pets: N/A
Horses: Millennium Queen
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Nick Names: Alex
Student or Staff: Student
Age: 17
Ethnicity: Russian-American
Gender: Male
Family: Father - Sergei Nikolai Baskov, 54
Mother - Yvonne Shyanna Brooks Baskov, 38
Siblings - Kassandra Grace Baskov, was born premature, died a week later in the hospital
Grandparents - Nikolai (recently deceased) & Alexei Baskov (alive), lived in Russia all her life, moved to the States to live with her son and his family after her husband died / Jeffrey & Eileen Brooks, both alive, live in Washington
Physical Description: Aleksandr is indeed quite cute, his Russian and American heritage melding together brilliantly. He’s only of average height, much to his chagrin, and stands at only 5”11 and weighs between one-fifty and one-sixty pounds... yet the way in which he carries himself makes him seem taller. He’s been groomed from his youth to take over his fathers business once his old man dies or steps down, and, combining that with the Baskov’s immense wealth, Alex has turned into a confidant, if not somewhat arrogant, young man. Alex is vastly independent and hates being pitied due to his vision impairment. Anyone can tell by looking at his eyes that he’s partially blind... Alex wears dark sunglasses most of the time, making it extremely hard for him to actually see, but also creating a ‘shield’ around him so that other people don’t know of his disability. He’s adapted quite well to his loss.
He keeps his dark brown hair short and stylish. Alex has, on occasion, dyed his hair, and one can tell by looking as his hair has faded to a reddish-brown around the tips.
All his life he’s had lessons drilled into his brain... the first and foremost being ‘appearance’. Because of that, Alex takes pride in his appearance. He is, afterall, a Baskov. He wears extremely nice clothes, top of the line, in fact... though he isn’t a ‘nancy boy’ who’s afraid to get dirty. Not by a long shot.
Personality: Aleksandr’s been ‘groomed since his youth’ to be who he needs to be in order to take over for his father one day. He’s classy and sophisticated most of the time, not really speaking more that what is needed to get the point across. He takes after his father a lot. Alex is rather arrogant due to his status and his family’s wealth, and he’s very confidant in his actions, even when he’s not confident, he plays the part well, as that’s what he was taught to do. He’s unyielding and unafraid to face obstacles that sometimes may be bigger than he is and he’s extremely stubborn and strong-willed.
Since the accident that resulted in his vision loss, though, Aleksandr hasn’t had an ‘extremely’ long fuse, and he gets angry fairly easily, especially when he receives pity or help from anyone unless he asks for it. He’s very proud and is hugely independent, but since he’s used to butlers, maids, and the whole shebang, Alex can sometimes be quite demanding.
However, his negative qualities are well balanced... most of the time. He’s had etiquette lessons and can easily play the part of a considerate host when need be. He’s an excellent dancer, having taken lessons for years, and he can be exceptionally sweet and gentle as well as protective. In general, Alex is a bit of a hothead, but he’s learned to tone it down thanks to his early ‘life lessons’.
Background: Aleksandr was born into an extremely rich family in Washington State. His father was Russian, his mother American, making him half and half. From a young age, Alex was tutored in subjects, never going to an actual school. He grew up with his tutors and the people who worked for his parents as friends. To a child who had tasted the outside world, it may have been boring and dull, but to Alex, who didn’t know anything but, it was normal and he wasn’t missing anything. Alex’s first memories are of running around a huge mansion-house, seeing his beautiful mother in elegant evening gowns, and watching his strict, well groomed father and hoping to one day be just like his idol.
He would have had a little sister, though she was born a preemie and didn’t make it through the first week. Since he had never gotten to know his sister, it didn’t bother Alex as much as it did his mother and father.
Alex’s parents hosted dinner parties fairly often, and he hated playing the part and wearing the ‘stuffy suits’, though he did so without complaint, as that was how he’d been taught. Alex sat through many large dinner parties and other events hosted by his parents, excusing himself as soon as was polite. As he got older, though, he started to enjoy the events more, though they were never high up on his list of things to do.
When Alex was seven, he was introduced to the stables that his father owned, and, by extension, the horses. Through the next few years, he learned to ride, taking lessons with the best instructors that his father could get. He fell in love with riding, and when he was ten, he asked to ride his fathers most promising, yet most irritating mare and was granted his wish. During that one -very hard- ride, Alex fell in love. The bay Hanoverian mare was challenging, and he fell off a few times, but after that, she was the only horse he would ride and whenever he had free time, he could be found at the barn, either riding or brushing Tia. As he continued to ride the mare, the two learned to read each other, and it wasn’t long before Tia did her best to take care of her young rider.
At thirteen, Alex’s life changed, and not for the better. His mind has blocked most of the traumatic experience out, yet the physical evidence showing that it actually happened remains. A fire stole most everything the boy knew and had... his home, and, perhaps the worse, over half his sight. He ended up badly burned and in the hospital for weeks, though his burns healed and now it doesn’t look like he was ever injured so badly thanks to a little miracle called ‘surgery’. Also thanks to laser surgery, Alex retained some of his sight in both eye, less than half, though. Just enough so that he could see dim, blurry objects and colors and read and write if he was close enough to the book/paper, though at night and in dimly lit areas he was essentially blind and had to use a stick, having protested against a Seeing Eye dog.
Determined to not let his new disability hinder what he liked doing, Alex became extremely independent; viciously cutting down any remarks made about getting a Seeing Eye dog, and opting to use a stick instead whenever needed, as he wasn’t completely blind... just at night, really. He was determined to continue most of his activities, especially riding Tia. And he did. The mare seemed to realize that something was different with ‘her boy’ when he got back on and was very careful, moreso than she’d ever been with him. She was patient, willing, and put up with the mistakes he now made. She helped him get over his partial blindness and gave him an out. As the years passed, their bond grew stronger and she became extremely protective over Alex, keeping the other horses away from him in the field and never going faster when she seemed to know that she shouldn’t, even when he urged her to.
Now, at seventeen, Alex is a proud, slightly arrogant young man. However, he’s never attended an actual school, having had tutors all his life. He also has never had an actual friend his age, and his parents decided that he needed to learn to mingle with people around his age, and make friends with people who share the same interests as him. Thus, he and Tia are being sent to Kentucky, to the Academy, as it seemed like one of the best, though it’s rather far away.
Misc.: It was only thanks to the quick thinking and acting of the hospital staff that Alex retained some of his vision after the fire. At night and in dimly lit areas, he’s essentially blind, but as long as the area is brightly lit or it’s a bright day, he can see dim shapes, fuzzy outlines, and faint colors. He does use a stick at night, as he vehemently protested against a Seeing Eye dog, and wears really dark sunglasses most of the time, making it extremely hard to see, but hiding the fact that he has sight problems from everyone else. In brightly lit areas, he can see to read and write as long as he’s ‘nose-to-nose’ with the book or notepad. He also does have glasses to try and help him be able to focus more and bring the fuzzy lines into better clearance, but he very rarely wears them. His vision loss doesn’t impair his riding, schoolwork, or most of his activities, though he can’t do everything he used to. Most of the time, like most fully blind people, he uses his hands and feet to judge height and distance, preferring to trust his physical judgment over his less-than-stellar eyesight, and he knows how to read Braille. He’s fiercely independent and hates pity. He also does speak Russian, as his family spent a portion of each summer visiting his fathers' parents and other relatives each year since before Alex was born.
Pets: N/A
Horses: Millennium Queen
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