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[TOBIAS DARYLL CORTINI]

TOBIAS DARYLL CORTINI

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Name: Tobias Daryll Cortini
Nickname: Toby
Age: 90
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Occupation: The Scout/Baker at Crisp's
Species: Lycan
Play By: Luke Pasqualino
Ability and Talent: n/a

Toby always has a look of underlying mischief on his face, whether he's in human or wolf form. There's always a little smirk tugging on the corner of his lips and you just have to wonder what he's up to. His dark brown hair falls just short of his eyes and gives him that shaggy, just got out of bed look when he doesn't bother to comb his fingers through it. His eyes are a lighter shade of brown, somewhere between coffee and chocolate (two of his guilty pleasures), and Toby does well in keeping his emotion out of them. Usually it's his thick eyebrows that give him away, either quirked up high on his forehead or furrowed in thought. As a wolf, he has thick black fur and his eyes turn a golden yellow that seem to peer right into your soul.

His walk tends to vary between dragging his feet when he doesn't want to go somewhere, or limping after a fight. He's a fiesty one, this kid. Being one of the youngest of his pack, Toby always feels the need to prove himself and he's got some practice from those idiot humans back in London. His body is lean and muscular, but he's on the skinny side as a human. He has scars all over his body from various events, including skateboard accidents or running from the law. You see, he's still got this habit of sneaking into town and not leaving without anything less than a flustered deputy mourning his donut and Toby eating said donut. What? The boy's gotta eat too! He tends to wear comfortable clothes, designer or not, like regular jeans and shirts. His shoes are preferably Converse or Vans, because they weigh less than those bulky running shoes.

He doesn't act overconfident or cocky. Usually he tends to keep to himself, uttering wise remarks here and there, but he's more of a listener. He likes to smoke and drink, flirt a bit with the passing babes of Colorado, and hope that he'll see them again one day. Even though Toby knows that he won't. And then there's Roxy, his usual sparring partner from the other end of the gene pool. He's not quite sure what to think of her, but she is scrappy. They've been fighting each other to the death for years, it seems. People used to ask him what happened, but now they know better than to bother. Heh, women... what a headfuck! Other than that, Toby can be pretty friendly and fun to be around. Just don't expect the same thing twice from him, he's a rebel and he's not one for routines.

One of his weaknesses is food. Not just any food though, but biscuits and Garibaldi's in particular. If he were normal, he'd get his old acquaintances to ship them to him sometime, but most of them are alot older now and that would spring up too many questions about that Ricky Boone character. Besides, Toby doesn't want to take the risk of someone finding him or tracking him down. He's no longer an orphan, but he sure acts like it. He's guarded and cautious, always watching his next step and wiping off his last one. When you're tailing the vampires, you have to be quick on your feet or sink to your knees and be ready to die. Yeah, this shit is serious. So sometimes he bakes.

Toby doesn't really "hate" alot of things. In fact, he's rather nonchalant and laid-back about everything, letting things play out and happen how they're supposed to. But I guess you can say that he highly dislikes vampires. I mean, what other possible explanation can you attribute to his constant scuffles with Roxy? Exactly. He doesn't like reality shows or soaps, because they tend to bore him to death. He's also not easy to anger and it's hard to tell what he's thinking, because he hides it well.

He does enjoy most types of music (especially classic rock and alternative) and he writes alot in his spare time. He's also picked up on graffiti over the years, so he's become a bit of a graffiti artist. He's quite good at it too. Sometimes Toby will leave little marks or signals to their rivals, or use it to claim their territory in a more obvious way than winning a battle. He's got quite the creative mind underneath that detached exterior. He's good at what he does, which is knowing what everyone is doing. This wolf just seems to blend right into the background. Whoever thought that feeling invisible would pay off someday?

Tobias Daryll Cortini was born 90 years ago in his native town of Sicily, Italy. His mother was said to be killed by poachers, but those fangs peeking out from under their lips weren't God given, he knew. Being both young and curious, it was no big surprise when he got separated from his pack (back in what would have been his teen years for humans). He became a bit of a lone wolf, traveling around on his own and eventually ending up in England. He loved the delightful smell of biscuits in the morning when he wandered into town and there was an old woman that used to bake Garibaldis, or "squashed flies." But she was old and going blind, so she needed someone or something to look after her.

Using his human glamour, Toby managed to sneak into her heart with his charming smile. She was widowed and didn't have any children, so she saw this young man as her son... except that he wasn't really a man at all. But he did have a heart. His most human trait was how easily he got himself into trouble. Toby was always picking fights with the boys from the neighborhood, his wolf side trying to dominate the humans who sneered and picked on him for being rather lanky and quiet. He took up skateboarding as a way of fitting in. His "mother" didn't really notice his preserved youth, because she lost her eyesight soon after he came into her life. He would do both their chores and he was dedicated to her, in many of the ways that her deceased husband never was, and she adored him for that.

She passed away in Toby's early thirties, after they had relocated a few times because he claimed that "he wanted to meet fresh faces." But really, it was the rising suspicions that drove him away, like the livestock that turned up missing or how he never lost a fight. That was when he decided to move out here to the States, bringing a slightly misplaced British accent and watchful eye with him. It wasn't long before he found his place in the local wolf pack of Colorado, where his skills of finding information made him their trusty Scout. His loyalty lies with the lycans, while his blood still boils for the vampires that took his birth mother away from him, even if he feels like he still had a "mother" of sorts anyway. Toby's just got the fight in him.

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