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Character Information

Character's name: Balthazar
Character's LJ : not_onewhocares
What fandom is your character from? Supernatural
Character age: Apparent is mid-40s; actual is anyone's guess. (Hint: It's a lot more than 40.)


Character Stuffing

Character personality:
Capricious might be the best way to describe Balthazar in a single word. He's impulsive, somewhat unpredictable, and definitely one who enjoys spontaneity. He enjoys his whims and isn't one to let just anyone boss him around. In fact, he took advantage of the chaos of the impending Apocalypse to fake his own death to, as he said, follow in Castiel's footsteps. What rulebook? Balthazar neither needs nor wants such a thing. Freedom is tantamount.

Which, of course, begs the question: If freedom is so important to him and the ability to follow those whims of his such an integral part of his personality, then just why is he helping Castiel in this fool's errand of a war? There is no simple answer, but there is a sort of loyalty there. Perhaps it's loyalty to family, or to friends, or that Balthazar actually does have some understanding of what the Right Thing to Do actually is. He'll never tell. Maybe he's just impressed by Castiel's thickheadedness. Balthazar wants the fighting to stop just as much as... well, anyone who's not on Raphael's side. If Castiel thinks he can actually accomplish that, then who is he to stand in the way? Hell, he might actually help out once in awhile, just for a little action here and there.

It probably helps that Raphael was made known of his existence and attempted to come after him for the weapons. A large part of it is simple self-preservation, the bastard. (And, no, Balthazar's not sure if he applies that label to Raphael or Castiel. Probably both, on a good day.)

Balthazar isn't exactly enamored with humanity; they're lesser beings and, honestly, Castiel does give him grief sometimes for that, but it hasn't changed his opinion. They do know how to enjoy themselves, though. He'll give them that. Such hedonistic creatures. He rather enjoys it. And they tend to react so amusingly to unpleasant stimuli. Despite his feelings on the matter of humanity, though, one thing does remain true: they are his Father's beloved creation and that is not for Balthazar to question.

The subject of God is somewhat of a touchy one with Balthazar. After having seen what a couple humans and one rebelling angel could do, he became a proponent of free will and there's something in him that admits that Dad did a damn fine thing when he gave humans that little touch of individuality. He wants that for himself so very much. He wasn't sure how much it actually meant to him until he ended up in the middle of an angelic civil war.

Well, hell. Seems this little thing called freedom is something one has to fight for once in awhile. He rather hopes he doesn't end up dying in the fight; he'd love to enjoy the spoils of victory when the time comes.

Balthazar, while on the surface a capricious and hedonistic sort, can be somewhat short-tempered. While he is prone to sometimes outrageous statements and sarcastic remarks in the face of tension, those he deems less than worthy of his time get little more than brushed aside until they prove they have something worth his attention. In fact, both times he is summoned by either Dean or Sam, there are shades of irritation and snappish remarks until they gain his full attention.

There's a loyalty that underpins much of what Balthazar does, though, and a selfish wish for the fighting to just stop. All he really wants is to live his own life, as he pleases, and now? Now there's a war in the way of that and, so, he'll fight. It's not because he feels it's the right thing to do, or because he has some great love for humanity, or morals, or what have you. It's because he does love his family and he does just want to be free enough to live and let live.

Brief character history:
Balthazar was believed to have died during the Apocalypse, according to Castiel, and it is revealed some time after Lucifer and Michael were put back into the cage that Balthazar saw an opportunity in the chaos of that time (and sincerely didn't want to be caught up in the fighting either.) He faked his death and left Heaven, taking with him stores of Heaven's weapons and setting up shop on Earth. Somewhat opportunistic, Balthazar found a way to deal in human souls -- powerful things, those -- but that led Castiel, the Winchesters, and Raphael straight to his door.

After a brief confrontation with Castiel, Balthazar fled as Raphael arrived, only to return a few minutes later to destroy Raphael's vessel with one of the weapons he'd stolen (which, consequently, keeps Castiel from the pointy end of an archangel's sword.) At that time, Balthazar is trapped in holy fire by the Winchesters and coerced into freeing one of the souls he's "bought." When Castiel frees him -- and there's a good brother for you -- Balthazar seems to drop off the radar for awhile. One can assume he spoke to Castiel at some point, given future events.

He was summoned once by Sam and, perhaps in a move that he'll receive grief for from certain corners, Balthazar agreed to help Sam with a spell to keep his soul out of his body. His reasoning? It would mess with Dean. (It was a startling lack of empathy or caring, but these humans had gone out of their way to make his life miserable with threats of being burned in holy fire, bringing Raphael down on him, and summoning him for no reason at all. What's an angel to do?)

Not long after that, Balthazar appears once again, this time not summoned or trapped and working for Castiel. He sends Sam and Dean on what amounts to a wild goose chase to act as a diversion as Balthazar hands the weapons he'd stolen over to Castiel. They were a lovely diversion; probably would have ruined how well they'd done it if he'd told them they were a diversion. Later, Balthazar alters history and keeps the Titanic from sinking; on orders from Castiel he does not kill one of Fate's little seamstresses (unfortunately) and undoes all the work he'd put into saving that damned ship.

Which, unfortunately, means that that damned movie exists and Celine Dion is not a destitute lounge singer in Canada and Balthazar himself is all set to blame the still-living Fate Flunky for banishing him to Enigma (and, consequently, Castiel for ordering him to stand down.)


Character's appearance:
Link here.

Balthazar's vessel is fairly unremarkable: somewhat slight and of average height, he does not cut what one might call an imposing figure. A black jacket and a gray v-neck tee are staples; personality-wise, he has a bit of a flair for the dramatic and this is underpinned by the chain about his neck, belt, upturned collar, and rings he wears. His features are rather expressive and he's rather fond of tousled, light-colored hair and blue eyes. (The women absolutely adore that, you know.)



What sort of extra powers/abilities does your character have, if any?
Angels, in canon, have a myriad of abilities that sometimes seem to amount to a sort of "if they can think it, they can do it" skillset. Balthazar seems to be no different. Canonically, he is shown to teleport (or fly, in the strictest sense), to have traveled through time, and he apparently has vast spellcasting knowledge, if he was able to tell Sam about the spell that would keep a soul out of a body and send the boys into an alternate reality. He's seen with his knife, but never actually using it; one can, however, assume that he knows how, given Castiel's comments that they once fought together and the fact that he survived an altercation with Vergil. All in all, not much as been seen of Balthazar's abilities in canon, but one can logically assume that he possesses those which other angels have demonstrated, including telekinesis and pyrokinesis. Balthazar might have some ability to heal, though getting him to use that ability on someone who's not in danger of dying horrifically might be a trick.





Samples:

First person:
[Balthazar talking to himself is nothing new, honestly. There's much to be said for a little conversation, even if it's conversation with yourself.]

There's something to be said about a- [He cuts himself off with a sigh, which is followed by a grunt and a inhuman yelp.] About a bit of violence here and there. Keeps one sharp. I would hate to become complacent. [There's a hint of something in his voice that suggests that's exactly what he'd like to become.]

Although, complacency does suggest one isn't standing in the middle of a pack of rabid dogs. [A pause, and then, yes, he's speaking to the creatures.] Can't you find someone else to harass? Surely there are other angels you'd like to take a bite out of. Try Gabriel; I'm certain he'd love to entertain. Or, for God's sake, do something about that God-awful trench coat Castiel's fallen in love with.

Quit following me arou- [Squish. Followed by a very flat tone of voice:] Oh, and you've brought spiders.

... This is going to be a very long night.

Third Person:
Nonchalance was something of a given when one was dealing with Balthazar. Seemingly unarmed and unconcerned as he made his way down a dark sidestreet, Balthazar gave an impression of easy confidence (and perhaps even a bit of stupidity, if only because he showed no tension, as most people walking a narrow street at night should.) In truth, this was an impression Balthazar had cultivated for so long that it had become second nature to him. Easy confidence was one thing; inability to watch one's own back was something entirely different. One didn't fake his own death and keep out of Heaven's sight just by chance, after all. It took some intelligence (and perhaps a fair bit of recklessness) to pull something like that off.

Only someone looking for it would see the slight raise of his eyebrows as he sensed the movement behind him. Ah, yes. There it was. About damned time, too. Balthazar was rapidly running out of patience. It wouldn't have been long before he cast off the air of uncaring and simply went hunting. His steps didn't slow or falter and only a slight tension in his shoulders would betray a readiness to draw his weapon.

Footsteps echoed lightly on the pavement behind him, moving faster than he was. It only took a quick moment for Balthazar to know exactly when they would be within reach. He wasn't stupid enough to think this one had come alone; another presence or two prickled the edge of his sense.

Three on one. That was hardly fair. Amateurs.

Just before his company came into reach, Balthazar spoke without turning. "If that was you sneaking up on me, might I suggest moving with a little more stealth next time?"

His only answer was a wordless, muted grunt of sorts and his company turned attacker. Balthazar wasted no more time: in the blink of an eye -- more quickly than, perhaps -- he was behind the intruder. He had no desire to be stabbed in the back, but he'd gladly finish what the other had started.

Such were the hazards of war, after all.



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