Dubious [Bount]

Name: Koch, Franz

Age: Unknown.

Visual age: 21.

Gender: Male.

Personality: The most notable thing about Franz is that he’s always got a smile on his face. Although this may not indicate that he’s happy, it’s hard to shake from his face. Having grown up under different rules than the rest of society, Franz has a habit of being inappropriate at times. It would be understandable if this was accidental, but it’s not. True, he sometimes forgets himself and where he is, but there are times when he purposely is too friendly with someone for his own amusement or comfort. Although not necessarily the happy-go-lucky type, Franz often likes to tease friends. It amuses him to see people blush or react over things he used to find commonplace. In return, Franz likes to receive pain and give pain, he has sadomasochistic traits that associate him as a psychopath. Overall, Franz loves life and is typically rather happy regardless of the situation. It’s hard to depress him, and hope is something he always retains, but he has moments of sadness. There are times that he reminisces about his past and that has a tendency to bring his mood down, but never takes the smile away from his face. All due to his psychopathic tendencies to do things others would be horrified of doing.

Coming from such a different life style, Franz has a 'black box' of sorts in his brain. It’s a box that he keeps shoved far away from his active consciousness, but occasionally brings it closer if he feels that switching persona would be advantageous to him. Franz's comfort zone still occasionally lies in dominance, and if unable to reconcile another action, he forces his dominating role into the person. Typically Franz knows how to use a blend of his previous occupation and his newfound freedom to function, but occasionally gets lost in the past. He believes his fate to be tied to the current war, and doesn’t know what he will do when it ends and he loses his usefulness. Losing his usefulness means that he will dive deep into utter insanity.

Appearance: Being sensual and sleek in appearance, Franz is very thin in his build and stands 6' 2'' feet tall. His face is very handsome in appearance, but has the "psychopath's" vibe that he would give off from the eery smile he has to his lips, and that lecherous stare that knows no bound. His hands are built for sensation, there is no sorts of roughness in it, only soft sensual feelings that would be emitted. His hair is flaxen blonde, and his ethnicity is that of a Nordic ethnic group.

His attire usually consists of a blazer suit, and a sweater underneath. His hands are bare while his shoes are nothing more than loafers. He tends to change from time to time, usually to that of Hawaiian shirts and normal pants... or nothing at all. It all depends on his mood.

History: Born to a prostitute in Munich, Germany as Jagger Valence, Franz was abandoned at a relatively early age to his fate. He was left to wander around Germany homeless for a long period of time while being discriminated against around the Industrial age after he passed the Colonial era. When he has come of age and maturity, Franz has grown into a handsome man, so handsome, he attracted the attention of a certain Countess in one of the Counties. It was during a certain war of German unification that he was pulled out of the Prussian army under the request of the Countess since she had influence with the government officials.

She was a "Vampire" from what he learnt of the old stories. There was another catch to this, he was also a "Vampire". He was raised by the Mistress as if he was her own little slave, and has even been taught the ways of the Bount but at the price that he had to do her every bidding. Once his actual services were needed, he was called back to Karakura town under the dawn of night to help the local Bounts there. This is his first chance of tasting true freedom... perhaps.

An untold tale of Franz's story was that he was in almost a lot of army positions, all of them was that he was an officer mostly through connections thanks to the Countess's influence. He has served in several wars, all of them while staying in his house doing nothing but sipping tea and giving advice to the generals as an advisor to them. He also was a certain Frederick II the great, being a predecessor to Napoleon in many senses.

RP sample: The vanity mirror reflected Franz's almost empty expression as he sat before it, running a brush through his short blonde hair. He was well-rested and he healthy, but there wasn’t much he could do about it at the moment. Now he felt the need to do something. Satisfied that his hair was properly brushed, Franz set the brush down and started to fix his hair. It was his nightly routine.

"I like it left down. You should know that." It was his mistress's voice in his ear, and Franz nodded, sliding his fingers through his hair again to fix it. The same hands that had stopped his routine led him to the window. The hands were oddly gentle as they caressed Franz's pale cheeks while his Mistress's mouth descended to his ear. "I have a job for you." His mistress purred before lowering to nip along his neck. Her hands were soft tonight as they moved over his now arm, playing his body like a finely tuned instrument. One he tuned himself. "There is a storm brewing up in Karakura. Aid them, and I will reward you handsomely."

The mistress was being oddly gentle tonight. Franz didn’t know if she was reluctant to let him go, worried about the mission, or if it was completely unrelated. Regardless of where his Mistress's sudden tenderness had come from, Franz wasn’t complaining. He just nodded, ever compliant to his Mistress, and let his mind wander as Helen used him as she pleased.

Karakura town. That was half way around the world. Franz hadn't been out of the country without his Mistress or a friend of his as an escort, and now he was being sent around the world alone. Did that mean she trusted him? Trust probably wasn't the right word. She probably just knew that Franz was bound to her. Where else would he go? What else could he do? She was all Franz knew, and it was true. Still, Franz was glad to go for more reasons that just to please his Mistress. It was different than this. Maybe better, maybe worse, but different was a good start. Maybe it would be a fresh start. All alone. Free. Maybe.

Approved