Nathair-Co: Miguel Malandro

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    ▐ Name: Miguel Malandro
    ▐ Blood Type: A
    ▐ Age: 23
    ▐ Height: 6'2
    ▐ Weight: 160
    ▐ Nationality: Brazilian 
    ▐ Residency: Valbarrow
    ▐ D.O.B: Feb. 13th

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                ▐ Class: Excalibur
                ▐ Equipment:  [☤ Blade - Shackle ] , [☸ Gun - Type3 Sigma ] , [◎ Shield - Argent Buckler ]
                                        | Type: Short Blade|  | Type: Assault|               | Type: Buckler|
                                        | Attribute: None|     | Attribute: None|           | Element Resist: None|  
                                        | Status: Hold|          | Status: None |              | Status Resist: None|
                                                                                                                                             
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                                                    HP: 20  // DEF: 3 // Atk: 6 // RNG: 3
                                     
                                                    BP: 7 // INT: 1 // HIT: 3 // SPD: 4
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    ▼ [◊ P E R S O N A L I T Y ]
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                                                                  "It's not about whether you believe you can do it or not, it's about simply winning or losing."
                     
                [ Outward Traits - Flirty, Frivolous, Sarcastic, Sociable, Aloof, Condescending, Confident, Deceptive ]

    Miguel is for lack of a better word, the definition of carefree he tends to portray himself as a ladies man, not afraid to openly flirt or make advances on women, mostly because he enjoys flaunting himself around and other times he just like admiring the female figure, or getting a bite to eat without needing to pay. Of course he's respectful enough to know that no means no. 

Though not respectful enough to not do it in front of the ladies boyfriend. Either way he comes off as the type to go with the flow most times, stopping to openly mock something or someone, he acts with an air of confidence and importance generally thinking, or acting as if, he has no faults under a warm smile and friendly attitude as if he takes his own words not so seriously, making it difficult to decipher just how to gauge him.

    He also seems distracted as if he's looking right through someone rather than paying close attention to them, this can be sometimes obvious or hard to spot after you've   known him for long enough. On the surface he seems like your simple 20-something playboy...however.

                    [ Inward Traits - Desperate, Open-Minded, Ambitious, Reckless, Devoted, Realist, Risk taker, Secretive ] 

    Deep down inside he has an insatiable hunger to not only survive but to go much farther than where he was. It's a natural instinct of sorts an old habit from his past he will do anything and everything to "stay alive" not only for himself, but for those he cares deeply about, he isn't above shady tactics or dishonorable actions, to him to win is to be   right, and to lose is to be wrong. He keeps this part of him to himself so as not to full vulnerable, this includes what's worrying or bothering him personally.

He doesn't look at things as black and white, but as a common set of facts, with one major rule "you either prey on others, or you are preyed upon"   in this way he blames no one for whatever actions they take, if they clash with his own, he will simply do everything in his passion to crush them. Whether cowardly or not. 

    He judges no one as everyone has the potential to be a predator in his eyes, in this way when a situation is bleak he isn't above getting his hands dirty if it means furthering   his own end, despite this he would never outright abandon someone he cares about, as to him they are important "cargo", even if it seems like there isn't a way he gladly takes gambles with his and others lives; as to him, everything's a 50/50 possibility which means there's always a chance.
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            ▐ Strengths & Weaknesses▐
                o Good understanding of his God Arc's capabilities.
                o Paces himself so as not to run out of stamina on the field.
                o Quick step-ins compliment his swift fighting style.
                o Generally Amiable when on the field

                ● Poor defensive capabilities due to small shield.
                ● Lacks any ability to cover for allies defensively.
                ● Although Amiable tends to act without consent of comrades.
                ● Poor disposition when criticized. 
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          ▐ Likes & Dislikes▐
                o Ladies    
                o Teasing People
                o Vintage Motorcycles                
                o Making Snowmen     
                o Actually making an emotional connection with someone    
                o Setia (In a respectful "she's capable" way)

                ● Up-Tight Guys
                ● Being Teased
                ● Naivety
                ● Dry Hot Whether
                ● Being Lost In Thought
                ● Forgetting something important
                ● Yuuya
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    ▼ [◊ B A C K G R O U N D ]

       ▐ To Hunger▐

    
    The closest back that Miguel can remember isn't of stories about Eden being told by his grandfather, or embarrassing moments or baby pictures, but being hungry. This recognizable pain is something the only fond pre-adolescent memory he can recall. Born in a particularly bad part Maguillage, Miguel's father was a construction worker by day and a garbage collector by night, his mother a flippant and unfaithful housewife. His father worked hard despite his declining health to provide a living for his son and wife, and Miguel's mother showed her appreciation by running off with other men.

Miguel's life was full of poverty and hardships to say the least, having to reuse clothes for weeks and go without eating for sometime on end. However to him this was normal and how his days went from school to back home without incident repeating into adolescence. There was one thing, that always lit a spark in his young mind, the lights that would illuminate Maguillage at night as if to transform the bleak brown reality he had known; into something...wonderous. A yearning to go there, a hunger deeper than one when he hadn't anything to eat. Fearing of stories of the Aragami and those that had chosen to fight them. to him...they were both heroes and fools. Even so he wondered what it was like to go there. Eden.
                                                                                                            "I wonder what it's like" 

        ▐ Intersection▐        

    Age 13 was the day in which much of Miguel's life changed, opening the door to his home he was greeted with loud crying coming from a half opened shoebox and a note. He saw neither his mother nor his father there, his father he understood, as the man had work but where had his mother run off to, his question was soon answered as he opened the box to reveal...a baby, quickly uncrumpling the simple note that had been clumsily left on the boxes top as the baby cried a simple sentence was sprawled out onto it.

                                                                                                                "I'm leaving it here. Bye." 
    
    With that Miguel understood he would never see his mother again, and that he had just met his younger...."Brother". The new guest came as a shock as Miguel waited for his father to come home he questioned his mother's actions, surely she must have escaped from this place, ran away to where the lights were, someplace bright and colorful. He pondered whether he would have to do the same, whether he hated his mother or not, he wasn't sure. However even he cried, dejected tears streaming down his face as his father walked through the door.
                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                                    "Welcome home."

    He greeted his father somberly, the exchange of knowing gazes brought a hand to his fathers exasperated face, a quiet filled the room only punctuated by the cries of the baby that had been forced into the family. His father stared at it as it cried...turned on his heel out the door and locked it, heavy footsteps could be heard outside, was he going to leave too?
Miguel didn't really expect it but.........he wasn't sure what to expect, thankfully the clicking of the lock on the door relieved this tension, his father walked in and plopped down a bag of baby formula, with a hearty gusto, one that he didn't show his son in the 13 years he had been alive. Was this really okay? surely he had to know..this child wasn't even hi-

                                                                                                         "At least it'll be easier to feed him." 

    The whimsical reply and tone of his fathers voice reassured him and bursted away any thoughts that had been in his head, as he held the baby boy in his arms he had come to the conclusion he wouldn't have made the same decision as his mother, he wasn't sure why, however he felt it from the bottom of his heart.
"Welcome to the family I guess, you're a rejected like the rest of us....Emilio?"
It seemed like in place of his mother a stability had been added to the family, a binding agent, Miguel felt as if he had gotten a little closer to that light he always saw. Although times weren't easy they assuredly were not, however there was a desire, an inherent desire in both of Miguel and his father to raise Emilio to the best of their ability, and so the family endured together.

         ▐ High-Stakes▐ 

        Eventually five years had blown past like a dream, Emilio despite being so young was able to handle most chores and get himself ready for school, through the years when he wasn't able to do this still haunt Miguel to this day. Their father had recently gotten a promotion at work and Miguel was on his way to his graduation, the morning of seemed normal as usual however, today he wasn't woken up by his alarm but by his brother. 

                                                                                                         "Miguel......Daddy won't get up"

    Waking up groggily he quickly dragged himself to where his father was at the beckoning of his younger brother, didn't his father know he was going to be late? grumbling in his head he opened the door to his fathers quiet room, walking over to his father's bed he nudged the motionless man. No response.
He nudged him once again. However there was no 
still no response.
Turning his father over forcefully Miguel grew quiet for a moment before shouting for Emilio to get the phone. Soon the sounds of sirens engulfed their neighborhood, their father had been hospitalized and eventually pronounced dead. Having ignored an injury he received during his construction work. Miguel's graduation day with the passing of his father had truly begun.

    Faced with the reality of his situation, being a recently graduating high schooler along with being unemployed Miguel fell into stress, his days were spent running around town looking for even menial jobs he could take, however the small income he would get from part time jobs did nothing to boost their morale. Finally unable to pay the house's light bill he was forced to borrow money from his neighbor. Stumped and emotionally broken he felt as if he had fallen into the pits of despair, down to their last few dollars he didn't know what to do, the pressure bearing down on him. However he would soon find a way out. 

    Taking the small borrowed money, Miguel in a fit of desperation and despair had decided to accept a 'friendly' bet on a street dice roll, he didn't particularly pray for the dice, nor did he expect to win, it was perhaps a final defiance against his fate. It would however pay off as he became the victor of the dice rolls. The money in his hand although small to someone of wealth felt like gold to him, he felt a rush, as the eyes of the losers honed in him. It was a despicable realization, the friendly game he had entered was more than likely a way for the older men to extort what little money he had left.

    This eye-opener revived that spark in him. He could do it, he could provide for his younger brother with this. So began a series of risky gambles, cheating, and deceit that Miguel immersed himself in, he preyed on those that would prey on others, winning more and more money as time went on, it was like he was in a fever, a maddened frenzy. After spending so long there he decided it was enough, he had enough. Saving up money he made his plan to move out of that neighborhood. To leave for a better place. To protect the family his father and him held dearly.

                                                                                            "..Higher...Higher..for both me and him..I have to go Higher"


         ▐ All In▐ 

    As Miguel continued to gamble into his 20's and win keeping his actions a secret from his younger brother it seemed as if things would go well, however..reality would strike once again, his home was visited by a large burly man and his two associates informing him of a debt he owed, one he had no remembrance of. However the contract that had been signed for the loan that was give....ha a familiar name on it. His mothers. Flabbergasted Miguel was forced to shoulder his long gone mothers outstanding debt in her absence, the money he had saved was taken though it did not not even begin to scratch the debt.

    Despite being cast further into the abyss by this curve ball, all of his efforts and savings being ripped from him, Miguel was calm and collected as he left his brother on his own for a couple of days, he needed to find a way to get the money, a petty street gamble wouldn't give him nearly enough he needed something big, something huge, a way to clear his debt in one go, however although he had a plan he lacked the funds and didn't believe he could get them in the time limit until those goons came back. In the end he needed money he needed a way to get money, and like a prank from god, it came. 

    Happening across his fathers old working spot he was prepared to give up as his goal seemed far away, returning home for the day Miguel entered his house, dejected only to find his brother frantically yelling. There was a large duffel bag full of money that had been left in front of their doorstep not too later than Miguel arriving, whether it was by the hands of god, or some miracle coincidence, Miguel had no idea but with it his plan wasn't too far off. Going to the debt collectors headquarters Miguel initiated his plan a 50/50 chance that would either work...or fail. He challenged the debt collector..to a gamble.

    The man haughty and arrogant curled his upper lip, refusing completely why would he take this chance, when he had nothing to lose, the money Miguel brought still wasn't enough to pay off his debt and he knew it, so of course a gamble would only endanger the collector and not Miguel...a small voice piped up in protest of the collectors cowardice, the collector's boss's daughter a small deceptively innocent looking girl that was a bit younger than Miguel it seemed. She agreed on the man's behalf to the gamble despite his protest, and the game a simple one where Miguel could wager his body parts to triple his earnings, began.

    Through psychological warfare and breaking down his opponent with high risky gambles, having both of his fingers amputated in the ensuing match, Miguel had beaten the debt collectors and freed himself while at the same time damning his opponent. With his money and the congratulations of the young girl Miguel left the den of wolves and, packing his things and making arrangement, left Maguillage.


         ▐ Predator or Prey▐

    Relocating to Valbarrow Miguel began life anew putting the money he had won in his life or death gamble away, setting up a bank account and using only what needed to be used, things were slow yet peaceful, the hustle and bustle of life in Maguillage were gone though there wasn't any emptiness, Emilio for the most part did his best to smile and be happy for Miguel, after everything his brother had been through Emilio felt it was the least he could do, his responsibility outside of house chores was to smile and be healthy, Miguel himself, found solace in this as he had finally made it to the lofty peak he had desired...or did he? there was an emptiness with the calm working at a motorcycle shop, buying clothes..they all seemed so much duller than what he had hoped for.

    Everything...did not stay so calm and peaceful nevertheless as Emilio began to grow sicker and sicker. Emilio had begun to develop severe complications in his heart, and required surgery as his condition worsened, a ray of light shown through, as though they couldn't cover it with their insurance. The Money Miguel saved was still there and a heart had been ready.

        If only life were so easy......

    Miguel, checking on the account with the gambling earnings in it; out of both habit and for clearance of Emilio's surgery. Found that..the account had been emptied, he wasn't told whom, or when simply that it had been emptied, fraud he had been a victim of fraud? did they rob his house? at a time like this? why, how. He spun around in his head, he was offered a reimbursement but it wasn't enough, not nearly enough. Although he had been in this situation before, this time he was utterly lost at what to do...what could he do? what could he possibly do? losing what little hope he had left he skulked to his brothers bedside, he wept over his brothers sleeping body, apology time and time again.

    He watched over his brother as if it was the only thing he could do until..outside of his brothers room he was approached by..a teenager, a girl that had a vague familiarity to her..it was her, the debt collector's daughter, she came to him with a smile and arms stretched out wide "Do you remember me?" she asked sweetly walking closer to Miguel, seeing him in his time of need she offered him, opened a path..a ray of light, she would take on the responsibility of paying for Emilio's surgery, pay everything out of her pocket.

    It was there that Miguel had stopped her, her false concern brought a cold calmness to him. "How long have you had me marked?" he wasn't an idiot far from it, he loses all of his money, and suddenly someone reaches out their hand to him? it didn't add up, none of it it didn't even add up back then but everything seemed to make sense to him, the girl was the type to loan money to those in need, and then watch them squirm as debt stacked onto them eventually suffocating them. Her disguise seen through, she dropped it revealing to have been the one who left the duffel bag of money that he found, and emptied his account seeing as it was something she originally "loaned" to him.

    She gave the man a proposal, one which she thought was simple, another 50/50 gamble, he would attempt to Join Nathair the god eaters and fight against the aragami, as her own father had and she would enjoy the show he would put on. Whether he would be devoured by the aragami or simply left to die a dogs death, or killed by his cells. She wanted to see it the anguish on his face and the outcome that the gamble would bring, Miguel, calmed by her humanity accepted. To him it didn't matter what he was up against, whether it was an aragami or a human, or a devil, all he had to do was survive, a simple 50/50 live or die. Eat or be eaten.

Prey...or predator?
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▼ [◊ S Q A D / R E L A T I O N S ]
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▐ Setia: -Status: Respect - He chose to join Setia's squad out of sheer necessity lacking having been without a squad he chose her due to her seeming experience and was not disappointed with her combat ability and general ability to command their squad and it's members. Often flirts with her jokingly.

▐ Yuuya: -Status: Dislike - Greatly dislikes him due to his naivety and personality which Miguel finds annoying and grating, he considers him an idiot and enjoys to annoy or poke fun at his inability both inside and outside of combat. Despite this he is jealous of Yuuya's ability to stick to his beliefs and act on his emotions.

▐ Daniel: -Status: Amused by - A young god eater that Miguel brought into their group out of interest in his abilities as a trinity in order to help them deal with a pack of ogretails. Greatly enjoys teasing him whether it's about girls or his stoic personality for his age or his other classmates. Though he is there to support him when need be. 

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▐ Emilio: -Status: Devotion - Miguel's younger half-brother, the two have been through a lot together and Miguel sees him as both an emotional anchor and the last bit of true family he has left, while Emilio sees Miguel as much the same he is often worried about his brother, especially his status as a god eater.