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Description of the Leo Key
Name: His given name is Sei-kou, but you can call just him Sei, or Kou, or Sai, or KouSei, or whatever you'd like. He has been given the nickname "Senkou" for unknown reasons.
Age: 21, birthdate August 1st.
Height: Never shorter than his Owner. (5'11")
Build: Average. He's no waif, nor is he a body-builder, but he's in excellent shape, and very flexible. Not a lot of muscle definition. Hair: Pale reddish-brown, the color of Earl Gray with a little too much milk, tousled, mid back. Eyes: Deep, melty chocolatey brown. Long sooty lashes.
Skin: A few shades darker than his hair.
Training: Moderate, with specialties in gymnastics, singing, songwriting, magic tricks and the theatre. Dislikes bondage, okay with most other things, and will submit under duress.
Appearance: Sei is not an ethereally beautiful young boy. He is tall, tanned, fit, and always smiling. He is still only when it suits him to be. He has, despite his slightly snubbish nose, a rather regal bearing-- head high, body straight. His eyes are either soft and dreaming or sparkling with wit and his enchantment with himself and his Owner. When left to his own devices, he will wear loose cotton harem pants with bells, a short embroidered vest, and sandals, but he's been known to wear anything that is requested of him. Sei's hair is either his pride, or his despair depending on what it chooses to do on any given day. When it's flowing gently around his face, his ragged bangs are not falling in his eyes, and it looks soft and shiny, he loves it. When it tendrils around his neck and down his back and gives him a roguish air, he loves it. When it curls wildly and sticks up in front, or flops limply, he hates it, sticks it in a ponytail, and grumps. Sei-kou likes looking good. He's a little jealous of those tiny, pretty creatures that seem to drift in clouds of pale or black hair, because his is so unruly. He has an impressively mischievous grin that appears from time to time.
Personality/Preferences: Sparkling. Sei is a bright, funny individual with a high sense of drama and formidable arrogance. He's wonderful to talk to, though you can never be quite certain how many of his stories are true. Everything seems like a massive game to him, and his Owner will be hard-pressed to make him slow down. He loves theatrical events, whether on stage, screen, or in his own life. One unfortunate personality trait is his tendency towards jealousy. He is strangely possessive of his Owners, particularly if they are very delicate in appearance. He has been reprimanded a number of times for being too forward with them, up to the point of driving one away, but he persists in this behavior. He is unfortunately willing to start fights with his Master if they seem to be disinterested in any way. He loves to show off, utilizing a fine voice, excellent dexterity, and a flexible body to the greatest advantage. He is not well liked among some other Keys for this trait. In more intimate situations, he is whatever you need him to be, from a gentle sensitive lover, to a boisterous, enthusiastic playmate. Sex is never boring, ever. He is tall for a Key, slightly sensitive about it, and will not happily accept an Owner who is taller than he is. He is willing to play with dominance/submissiveness, but doesn't make a very good sub. He actively dislikes bondage, but will do what he is told if pressed. Pain does not attract or arouse him. Above all arrogance and willfulness, he is an obedient boy, and he mostly adheres to the rules that have been set before him, including the one about doing as his Owner says. His favorite foods include smoked salmon, venison, pomegranates, almonds, and raisins. His favorite literature includes fairy tales, cheap horror fiction, and tragedies things that make him cry. His favorite music includes rock, classical, and anything he can sing. His favorite colors to wear are dark green, ruby red, violet, and light brown. His favorite color is golden yellow, with a side tinge of royal purple. His favorite flowers are tiger lilies. He likes incense.
Room: Something about the Leo Key's room seems very lived in and comfortable, while still being very formal in places. The formality would be improved drastically if Sei would pick up more often. It is primarily decorated in a desert harem fashion, with cushions, divans, and blankets every which way. Persian rugs layer the floor in a patchwork of pretty colors and textures, and there is a sand pit(!) in the main room. It is indirectly lit everywhere, with candles and incense burners placed about randomly. There are bookcases covered in small ornate boxes and leather-covered books in every room. The boxes are filled with surprises ranging from magic tricks, to 'toys'; from bottles of wine or liquor, to candy of all types. Even Sei doesn't know what's in all of them. He did find his favorite lion-shaped pendant in one, however. There is a large bathroom done in granite and marble with gold effects, and draped in opulent golden fabric. Needless to say, there are lots of fluffy towels. There are two bedrooms, Sei's room, and what he calls the "Use Room". His room is mostly gold and purple, and has a twin bed with a squishy comforter, piles of cushions, a television, a VCR, a walk-in closet, and a bookshelf. His worn guitar and a lute are hidden there except when he is asked to play them. The other room has a king sized canopy bed, piles of silk and satin sheets, golden cuffs and bindings discreetly wound around each post, the omnipresent bookshelves, and a chest at the foot of the bed. Near the door is a very small intercom that he uses to call for anything he needs. There is also a room which is bare stone, but for a long couch. The ceiling is entirely of glass, and Sei spends a few hours there each day, lost either in sleep or thought.
Past: Sei was a war orphan at the age of 10, making a "living" as a pickpocket and street musician. At thirteen, the skinny, parasite-infested boy was picked up by a woman in a long red dress. He never found out her name, and she never asked his. She brought him to the top floor of a skyscraper in the middle of town, and he was looked over, bathed, and interviewed by a number of faceless, nameless automatons. At the end of it all, he was taken, blindfolded, to a large mansion three hours outside of the city, shown to a very impersonal room, and told that he was now Sei-kou, the Key of the Sign of the Lion. Not knowing what to make of this, he shrugged, and happily did everything they told him to do, grateful for a safe place with good food, a soft bed, and a chance to be a little lazy. Three years later, he had learned all about how to be a Key, and was judged to be ready to be given to his first Owner. He had been given special training in gymnastics, singing, songwriting, and theatre. He was again blindfolded, and driven around for several hours. No longer having any sense of where he was, Sei was carried in a curtained litter to his current dwelling, and left to wait. A few days later, his first Owner arrived, a bored, rich young woman who enjoyed riddles. She didn't stay for very long, and since then he has had a succession of eight Keyholders who have alternately tried to break him or seek refuge with him, with varying levels of success. The most recent of them was an incurably ill young man who was simply looking for some comfort before his death. Sei-kou can still be considered an undamaged Key, who still hopes for some unattainable dream of love and freedom.