Raid is a tall man standing at just two inches over six feet tall. His body is a rather filled out one but within good proportions. Even though his muscle tone seems to lie about how strong he is. An athletic frame thanks to his job and one that doesn’t seem to fit his age. His skin tone always seems the perfect shade of tan along with thick sometimes wavy dark brown hair that makes his light brown sometimes hazel eyes shine through. His eyes have the appearance of being an old soul, deep meaningful look.
But behind that decent outer image lies a damage one behind the clothing. He has a jagged scar that starts at the middle of his back just above the lower rib cage and runs sideways across his side and down to the front of his pelvic region. Then there is his right knee that seems to have been run through a shredder. These are old scars from a battle lost years ago… sometimes he walks with a limp when the pain is too much to handle.
When it comes to clothing, he usually wears what is comfortable outside of his work uniform. Which tens to be jeans, a tee shirt and a long sleeve button up shirt that is unbuttoned. Sometimes a hoodie when the weather is chilly.
He has a rock star-like charisma and is naturally very flirtatious. He has an innocent curiosity that when combined with his intellectual depth yields a character that is astoundingly fascinating. He has a vast array of knowledge, which helps him to piece together ideas that would not often be associated with each other. In terms of emotional sensitivity, He is unsurpassed, with a specific talent for empathizing with other people's pain. Despite his addictive personality, he remains very independent, which renders him somewhat unconventional, nearly to the point of eccentricity. He's an odd person who likes to do things at his own pace and could be considered free-spirited or carefree. He is a bit of an airhead and very forgetful...
Despite this, he can be serious when the situation demands it and blunt about what he sees are the faults of others. Nevertheless, he's not very good with emotional situations and can be awkward at best, and (unintentionally) cruel and insensitive at worst. He is softhearted and easily devastated in the face of failure so much that he can slip into a depression for months at a time. He is quiet, kind and easily embarrassed, but is also shown to be stubborn and extremely competitive. He is courageous; he fearlessly charges into dangerous situations, leaving little time to think of his won well being. This means he tends to be a bit reckless, putting other people's well being above his own. He would gladly risk his health to achieve his goals.
He has incredible stamina--he's able to go for days at a time without sleeping. Apprehension over being controlled or losing loved ones allows him to labour diligently to understand his environment without developing any emotional ties. This awareness of his surroundings allows him to foresee any possible threats against which he would be able to protect. He is a private man who likes to keep all of his secrets to himself.
Sara Kelly was born in Norway on June 1st 1953 to a father who was a famous shipbuilder and a mother who was a nurse. When Sara turned 18, she asked her parents to allow her to attend college in the United States, they granted her wish and she ended up going California to study to become a lawyer. It was that she meant and ended up dating Victor.
A year later on a trip to Las Vegas, they tied the knot. A few months later, their marriage would end when Victor told her he wanted to move to Alaska and she refused to leave college to follow him. It was a month later after the marriage ended, she found out she was with child. Months later, she would go into labor almost three months early. None of the doctors thought her child would live longer than a week but the little one she called Raidon would prove everyone wrong…
By the time he was five years old, he was excelling and growing faster than those of his same age. Over the span of his primary and secondary schooling, he was skipping grades and moving up faster. Seeing how much his mother was working towards her dream and how hard she studied, he didn’t want to disappoint her so he studied just as hard thus allowing him to be able to skip said grade levels. When he or his mother wasn’t studying they were spending time out on the beach or on the water. It was their escape from life.
When he was 14 years old and had just finished high school. His father wanted him to head up to Alaska and spend the summer out there. Against Raidon’s protest, his mother made him go so he could get some quality time with a male figure. It was on a small airport in Canada that his life was about to change… little did Raidon know that as he boarded the small single engine airplane with an older pilot. It was about the midway point when the pilot would suffer a stroke and it forced Raidon to try and fly the plane him self... It was a massive struggle for him and he ended up putting the plane down into a lake.
After barely escaping the plane with a bag and the survival kit, he swam to the shoreline and crawled out from the water. An hour or two had passed where just laid there recovering and processing everything that happened before he dumped out his bags to see what he had to work with. The transmitter that was in the survival kit was smash from the crash and he just tossed that aside. Knowing he needed something to protect him until help came he sat up a couple of branches with a layer of pine branches on top of the other branches.
Raidon sat there by shoreline, stretching out what he had with him food wise as he waited for the help that never came. Always looking up at the sky or staring at the lake wondering if this was going to be the end of him. He didn’t know where he was or how he was going to make it.
The days passed into weeks with no sign of search and rescue planes… the weeks turned into months. Slowly over the course of time Raidon learned and discovered ways to live off the land and even moved into a empty cave not far from the lake, his only known source of water and he didn’t want to risk wondering too far from it. He had lived in those woods, facing life and death many of times. From animal attacks to Mother Nature and even the freezing cold winters that were cold enough to explode trees.
It wasn’t until three years later that a research scientist who was tracking a pack of wolves stumbled across his cave. In which Raidon had come out of know where, almost ready to attack the intruder until it dawned on him that it was another human being… The scientist, Joe Sheridan couldn’t believe what he came across. After spending the night at Raidon’s cave, Sheridan heard everything that happened to Raidon that brought him to the spot he was in and spend. On the trek back to Joe’s starting point, he filled Raidon in on what he would need to know to get adjust to what would be coming next.
Over the next few days, Raidon got to talk to his mother again and face lots of questions from the authorities. Then came the swarm of the press soon as they found the hotel where he was staying. Which didn’t help him adjust to his life back among society at all. Everything was so loud, busy and strange. Nothing was a struggle anymore… Raidon would take almost another year to get use to life outside of the wilderness and he was never the same kid as he was before. In that year, him and his mother moved back to Norway away so Raidon could have access to less crowded areas and to escape the press. His days during that year were spent one studying, getting ready for college and out on the farm or even in the woods near by. On his 19th birthday, he told his mother that he wanted to go to japan for college. While there in college, he started to train as a firefighter. Only to transfer to the states, Chicago as apart of an exchange program.
He continued to serve as a firefighter after college until one faithful day that saw him lose his partner (and lover) in a call that took a wrong turn. After his recovery from the injuries, he left the Chicago department...He transferred to a station in Lockland Grove, running away more like it . Where he served in the department and was promoted to chief almost two years later. In his spare time, he writes in secret and has become a top seller in mystery novels
Autumn, Writing, Cooking, Halloween, Hockey, Being Outdoors, hot springs
Fast Food, Crowds, Hot Weather, Birds, Coffee, Christmas
Nickname: Usually goes by Raid instead of his full name.
Has a fear of small places
Daniel O'Neill (former partner and lover deceased)