Enfield, Finnegan W.

       FULL NAME:
       → Finnegan Welrod Enfield

       AGE:
       → 28

      SEX:
       → Male

       BIRTH PLACE:
       → Central

       RACE:
       → 75% Amestrian / 25% Xingese

        DEPARTMENT:
         → Central HQ

       DATE OF BIRTH:
       → March 15, 1985




       HEIGHT:
       → 5' 11"

       WEIGHT:
       → 180 lbs

       PICTURE:
       →

Spoiler:

      DESCRIPTION:
       → Finnegan W. Enfield, king of the twenty-somethings. Or, at least, he would like to think. Finn is a fairly typical adult male of twenty eight years, standing roughly five feet and eleven inches tall. He has a muscular build, but hides it well. Despite having respectably strong abdominal muscles, there's no six pack top be found. What he lacks in this department, however, he makes up for in manly shoulders and biceps and strong legs. He might have once won a nicest legs contest, but you didn't hear that from me.

Above all this, literally and figuratively, is his face. Finn isn't some girly boy or muscle man, but he has a certain boyish charm that he likes to think makes the ladies swoon. He has warm, brown eyes which admittedly look a bit tired and lazy most of the time. His hair is jet black with that blue-in-the-sunlight quality that ravens wear so kingly. His beard, which trails down his sideburns and across his chin with a little flair at the end, is also this stately color. He has a strong yet average nose and a nice smile.

As it would turn out, Finn has a terrible sense of style. For this reason he is almost always seen in the blue formal of Amestrian military dress. He looks rather dashing, if he does say so himself, in his military regalia, and there's a certain quality to a man in uniform, of course. When not in military garb, Finn wears the only safe outfit he's ever been able to muster. Consisting of a black silk button-up dress shirt and dark blue jeans, Finn dresses extremely safely when its up to him what to wear.

Beyond all of this the only striking feature of Finnegan W. Enfield are the two alchemy circles tattooed on his palms.



       PERSONALITY:
       → Finnegan is a fairly simple man. He values intelligence and the pursuit of knowledge above all else. Extremely studious, Finn has certainly done his homework. He, however, believes in all things in moderation. All work and no play would make Finn a dull boy, no? He is ambitious, caring, attentive, hard-working, kind, occasionally cold and often aloof. He does his best to treat everyone fairly and show kindness to everyone, yet is human, and he gets sucked into his own thoughts as much as any other alchemist with a working knowledge of the properties of 106 different elemental chemicals. For this reason, Finn is ever so slightly distracted at times, and though he tries not to, can often come across as if he does not care.

The reality, however, is that Finn cares very very much. He is the child of a rocky marriage. An only child, Finnegan was often the single thing holding an otherwise unhappy marriage together, and it is widely acknowledged that if his father hadn't been killed in the line of duty at an unfortunate-yet-not-character-defining moment in Finn's life, there would have been a messy divorce. This is due mostly to the fact that Finn's father, James Orin Enfield, was an alchemist known as fiercely for his skill as he was for his penchant for booze and cigars. However, despite what would usually spark an unfortunate character, Finn managed to make it to adult hood with his self-confidence intact and a more or less happy childhood to look back on.

Primarily, Finnegan is ruled as a person by the bonds he's made as a soldier and an alchemist. He is very social and friendly, and prefers to work out most problems that arise calmly and without coming to blows. Of course, this is very often not possible, and in battle Finn is ruthlessly efficient, as he would need to be to utilize his alchemy. Still, he is not without his jovial and happy self during confrontations. Apparently pleasant chit-chat doesn't factor in to any of his Mass/Energy calculations.

When not on duty he can often be seen frequenting his favorite bar and having a grand old time with anyone who looks like talking.

       LOVE:
       → Carbon
      → Honey
      → Bladed Weapons
      → The Number 8
      → Heat
      → Alkali Metals

       HATE:
       → The Cold
      → The Noble Gases (Neon, Argon, etc.)
      → Pungent Food
      → The smell of dyed hair
      → Snakes

       DEEPEST SECRET:
       → Finn is has a crippling phobia of being restrained in any way, especially particularly uncomfortable methods such as a straight jacket. His reaction is mostly ad valorem, being calmer in simple handcuffs and significantly more put off scaling upwards from there. Despite having little inclination to commit crime, Finn's primary reason for keeping himself out of trouble is this inherent inability to cope with restraint. He keeps this fact closely guarded for personal as well as tactical reasons.



       HISTORY:
       → Finnegan was born on March 15th, 1985 in a small cottage in Central to the half-Xingese half-Amestrian Cassandra Liu-pan Enfield and the one hundred percent Amestrian James Orin Enfield. Having black hair and brown eyes, the Xing in him showed. Yet his face was red blooded Amestrian, through and through. Cassandra managed a small tea shop at the time, the one time a Xingese stereotype came in handy. His father was a self-employed alchemist who occasionally took on apprentices. Together they made a modest living and everything was good for quite some time.

Quite some time is misleading, however, as things never quite got bad. Finn had a normal, if not a little lonely childhood. He was an only child, and his parents went on to have no other child. He remembers these early years in brief flashes, most of which are happy. He remembers his fathers big brown eyes, uncommon in Amestrians, being full of happiness and youth. This would contrast with the dull, booze soaked gaze he would later find staring fixedly from the floor to the ceiling. Still, it was a good life.

Then, when Finn was thirteen, his father became a state alchemist and suddenly had all sorts of pressure placed upon him. He became increasingly reclusive as he delved deeper and deeper into his alchemic research. It was during this time in Finn's life that his interest in alchemy sparked. Despite being the things that essentially tore his father from him, he still retained this interest well into adulthood. For the next six years Finn would progress into adulthood learning alchemy as steadfastly as his father attempted to, and by all means he took to it like a fish to water. He apprenticed for a well known alchemy teacher and had soon mastered the basics. It was during this time that the reality if his father's situation had soared over Finn's head. From what his mother would later explain to him, it was not pleasant.

Finn's father worked himself to death over tomes of alchemic research, never progressing far enough to loosen the reigns and enjoy the fruits of his work. When James Orin Enfield took his last breath, it was largely regarded as a prudent political maneuver. Because he never really knew the man and his mother had been a strong and kind woman who made up the difference, the death of Finn's father more or less left little mark on his psyche.

In the years following his death, Finn would go on to complete his father's research to the best of his ability and to finally have something to show for it: his Atomic Manipulation Alchemy. Which brings us to the present day. Finnegan has been in the military now for four years and is still progressing with his research. He has picked up swordplay and has become quite the skilled combatant, though in true battle he relies on his alchemy first and foremost. He intends to become a state alchemist and utilize the state's funding and resources to finish his father's research and use it to protect those in need as a dog of the military.




      TRIVIA:
       → He used to smoke a ridiculous amount of cigarettes a day. He still sometimes gets the urge.
      → Speaks Amestrian and Xingese fluently, albeit with a slight Amestrian accent when speaking Xingese. Speaks broken Drachman, can mostly locate bathrooms and avoid getting shot.. most days.
     → Has a terrible sense of style, and is glad for military uniforms for this reason.
     → He'll put honey on anything. Seriously, you can't think of something he wont put it on.
     → Always carries a 2"/4"/2" brick of high sodium salt wrapped in red cloth on his person. Don't ask why.
     → Goes by Finn. Rarely responds to Finnegan, and usually does so with hostility.
     → Hates his middle name, and he wont tell you what it is.
     → The only thing he remembers from his 21st birthday party is a dancer named Strawberri and that she can no longer feel the three biggest toes on her left foot. Nobody knows why, and Finn avoids West City at most costs.
     → He thinks cheese is icky.
     → One time, while learning alchemy, Finn tried to make a pillar of stone and succeeded therein but managed to tear his family's septic tank clear out of the ground. It ruptured six feet above their garden, and the good news is that his mother's flowers bloomed extra-large that year.



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[b]Naruto[/b] - [i]Asuma Sarutobi[/i] - Finnegan W. Enfield

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