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Character Name: Noah Jeremy Pierce
Nicknames: Pierce
Gender: Male
Age: 22
DOB: May 7
Race: Turned Wereleopard (snow)
Physical Description:
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 210
Hair: brown
Eyes: hazel
Noah spent the majority of his life involved in some kind of sport... that paired with good genes left him with a tall toned physique. He's broad shouldered and well muscled, though not bulky. His body is far from perfect though. Since his Sophmore year in high school he has been plagued with a weak right knee, which seems to have healed well as of lately. His dress is typically as casual as he can get away with. Though he does own suits for travel days... though he hates wearing the damn thing.
In his were form though, Noah has mostly white fur with black spots. Large teeth and even larger paws form when he changes meant for travel on snow covered land.
Noticeable markings: Scars from several knee surgeries on his right knee.
PB: Josh Hartnett
Family:
Samuel Pierce – 57
LeAnn Pierce – 51
Aaron Pierce – 28 Location unknown
Carley Pierce – 17
Training/Degrees: High school degree. Was a Communications Major at Cal.

Personality: To most that know Noah, he is the definition of what every father wants their son to grow up into. Star of the high school football team, All-American, on track to graduate from one of the nations top colleges and leading his team to at least a conference title. Unfortunately Noah’s father didn’t give a shit about any of those things. Might explain why Noah didn’t do any of those things to make his father proud. He never wanted his father’s respect. Rather everything he did was so that someday he could have enough money, have enough power of his father so that he could take his sister and leave. Never looking back. Noah has always been a very driven person in that regard, his goal has never waivered in all his years and now that he'd had some... setbacks it's still there just as strong and just as it always was. Maybe a little more desperate.

Noah has a strong sense of privacy, he always has and always will keep his personal life to himself. Not one of his friends growing up knew a thing about his home life and despite the pressures of being an athlete he strives to keep it that way now. At the heart of Noah’s personality is an overwhelming sense of failure despite his successes. None of it matters to him if it can’t be used to help his sister. Coupled with that is a fear that someday, somwhow no matter the fact that he cannot imagine ever hurting a woman, that someday he will turn out like his father, that he will “love” someone so much that his jealousy will override his better judgment… and he will end up the man his father was. His greatest fear.
Weakness: Sister, females in distress generally, silver, spinal trauma, decapitation
Skills: Sports (Specifically football), cooking... well breakfast foods, darts
House: Fire
Rooming with: Alone
Classes:
Late Morning - Languages - all forms (spanish)
Mid Afternoon - Archery
Late Afternoon - Inner Beast Control
Clubs: Football (duh) and Baseball
Number of Years in Halcyon: Just arriving - April 2007

Personal Information: Noah came what from the outside looked to be a typical American middle class family. He was born the middle child between and elder brother and a younger sister. He was always the athletic one, excelling from a young age at football and baseball. That’s where he stood out in the family, found his niche. His older brother, Aaron, was the impulsive one, pushing the boundaries of his parents and finding himself at the wrong end of his father’s fist in the process more than once. Their younger sister, the baby, hard not to love the sweet girl that Carley was. Their mom was a stay at home sort. Made them brown bag lunches with peanut butter and jelly, while their dad was off all day working in a factory to bring home money for the family.

However, that was where the image of the typical American middle class family ended. The Pierce family patriarch was the sort of father that smiled to the outside world but ruled his house with an iron fist and crushed anyone who dared defy him. Aaron was the rebel, Noah the peacemaker and protector. Noah grew up watching his mother take a slap for a wrong word, watching his brother glare with a bloody lip at his father and holding his sister while she cried. It wasn’t the best childhood but it wasn’t the worst he supposed. He grew close to his mother and his sister. Aaron never let him close and in fact as soon as he was old enough, he left the house. Leaving his younger siblings without so much as an address or a phone call to reach him at. The only contact had been a postcard two years later saying he’d fallen in love with some woman and was getting married. No invitation followed.

At first Noah was happy for his brother, glad that he was in love and away from all the pain that he’d experienced at their home. But... it was short lived. It was hard to know that while his brother was gone and happy… they weren’t and that didn’t seem to matter to Aaron.

In the meantime, Noah took up the role of man of the house... well the real man the sort that doesn’t hit a woman to solve his problems. He did everything he could for his sister and his mother. Begging her to leave and go… anywhere. But she never would much to Noah’s confusion. He had friends in school, being the athlete he was he was popular. Had a close circle of friends including a girl by the name of Natalia. They’d known each other for years. Nothing ever more than friends, not that he didn’t date his share. But rather, she was the sort he didn’t want to even think of messing up the friendship with. It was hard to think of ever being anything other than her best friend.

The last year of high school, the life that Noah had known... was tossed entirely to the wind and nearly took Noah with it. It began with one thing. A layoff at the factor Noah's dad worked out. Something that would set most families into a bit of a financial crisis. With the Pierce's though it was more than that. It meant an angry man looking for an outlet to take his frustrations out on. Noah hated it, his life was torn between all the work he'd been doing with the hope of making it into a college on scholarship. He'd take football or Baseball. Whatever he could get. Whatever he could do to help make a life that someday would pay off in making it better for his mother and sister. Dreams that were probably a bit unrealistic but he had talent, Noah knew that much. All that talent meant nothing at home though. It got bad one night, a hell of a mess. Noah came home to the strong scent of cheap beer in the house, the sound of doors slamming, the sight of fresh blood spilt and finally the flashing lights of a police car. Noah had nearly lost it then and there. The blood turned out to be Carley's. She'd become the focus of a drunken rage and Samuel had finally take it too far.

Carley was in the hospital a week recovering. Samuel spent that entire time behind bars. It was finally enough for LeAnn to press charges and to want to move on with her life... without her husband. Or so Noah hoped. He hoped that once Carley's bruises faded that their mom wouldn't forget the reasons they had to leave. They booked a flight to leave and stay with LeAnn's sister Vicki and her husband in Omaha Nebraska, only it was ticket for two. Noah... had to stay. He couldn't change schools this late in year, he was banking on all the scouts that were scheduled to come to get him the scholarship he so desperately needed.

In walks the best friend to save the day...

It wasn't quite that simple really. It required her family being willing to take a teenage boy in for the remainder of the school year but Natalia's parents had always been good to Noah. He'd probably spent as much time there as at his own home. Plus Natalia's mom cooked some damn good food and he was always hungry. So he moved in with the Valentín family. Things were going fine for the first time... in a long time, maybe ever. It was his last semester of school when he got the offer he was looking for. Cal. A typically good program but with a quarterback that was a senior, he'd have a year than the chance to shine. Exactly what he needed.

It was all fine and good, actually probably the best year of Noah's life knowing that his mom and sister was safe and hell,he was crashing at his best friend pad every night. How could anything seem bad about that? Well the problem came on the last blowout before everyone headed off to school. Noah earlier than most with practices starting up. So they headed south of the border to hit up the waves down there. Not like they hadn't spent every weekend possible surfing. But this time... it ended up a little different. Maybe it was the tequila. That little worm can say some crazy things. But whatever the case it resulted in waves, wet bodies and both of them getting carried away and crossing that friend line.

Noah sure as hell wasn't ready to make that jump, there was nothing he thought he wanted less. Natalia was his best friend, logically there would be little wrong with it but when it came to relationships... Noah wasn't exactly the most logical of people and with some good reason, wasn't as though many in his life had been particularly functional. The drive back up was filled with awkward silence and a quick good bye before Noah headed up to Berkley and Natalia had the rest of her summer before she left for school in New York.

A country apart, the magic of email kept their friendship from entirely disappearing. Somehow it was easier to talk to someone when you didn't have to actually see them face to face and actually deal with things that had happened on that beach. Didn't hurt that Noah was busier than he had ever been and actually almost happier than he'd ever been. He was finding his place in the world and actually succeeding at it. His first season was redshirted, spent learning the offense and conditioning for college play, a whole world different from high school before him. His sophmore year found him starting the first game of the season. A god damn dream come true. It was a dream until the last game of the season, going for the win to put them two games over .500, a blitzing linebacker caught him in the knee, blowing out his acl. His off-season was spent recupperating after surgery.

It was also spent noticing that the emails from his best friend across the country were coming with less and less frequency.

The first game back his junior year was hard and Noah learned the value of painkillerss. His knee never felt the same but he sure as hell wasn't going to let a little pain kill his dream to keep playing, maybe even to the next level. All Noah wanted was to be able to make something of himself and give it all back to his mother and sister who were struggling to make ends meet. He felt guilty for it everyday that he was out in California having the time of his life and they were back in Nebraska rebuilding their lives one step at a time. But life kept on moving. He had a good season his junior year, a bowl game coming Cal's way the first in a few seasons and Noah was damn ecstatic and didn't care that it was only the Armed Forces Bowl. A Bowl game was a Bowl game. Life was going good.

But like all things, it wasn't bound to last.

It had been years since he'd seen Natalia in person. And maybe enough time had passed that the need to actually see his best friend had overcome the lingering awkwardness over what had happened. Whatever the case, Noah used his spring break to fly across the country and surprise Natalia. Though it was far more of a surprise than he'd thought it would be. She had a boyfriend and no that wasn't the surprise. It was more... said boyfriends reaction to her old friend showing up. Most might not have noticed as quickly as Noah did... but he'd had years of noticing the kind of behavior he saw in the asshole that she was dating. Midway through the week of his visit he showed up to take her to lunch. He wasn't taking no for an answer and he managed to get her out of the apartment for some food. The meal ended in a fight when Noah couldn't keep his mouth shut and had to say something about her boyfriend. He knew that it was a bad idea, but he couldn't help it. Two days went by and not a word from her. Two of the longest days of Noah's life. Finally he sucked it up and went back to her place to talk to her, to apologize, to do whatever the hell he needed to do fix the friendship that had already been fragile and that he knew he couldn't afford to lose.

Her black eye and bloody lip were enough for him to want to find the guy and beat his fucking face in. Noah settled for booking Natalia a seat on the plane back with him and helping her pack a bag. It took some convincing and a hell of a lot of cleaning to get her a room in his off-campus apartment. It also took a shit ton of glares and threats of serious beatdowns to his teammates to leave his new roomie the hell alone, but he did make it work. Something about the seriousness of the situation they'd left behind in New York made everything in the past seem a little on the insignificant side.

The beginning of what could have been his last year if things turned out well enough began as well as any could. Natalia managed to get a transfer to Cal and started taking classes. They were rooming in the same apartment and it was almost like old times back in high school before things got... weird. Noah's life, like always was marked by football. The season taking up the bulk of his life. Cal had a good year, second in the Pac-10 and headed to a bowl game. Noah used the bit of time they had off between the end of the season and the bowl game to head out to Nebraska to see his mother and sister. Things had been going well until he was invited to go out on a hunting trip with his uncle. Sounded like something he could give a try, male bonding and all that. They had a cabin to use and planned to stay overnight. The first day went fine, well sort of, it wasn't so much a hunting trip as just a few guys getting away from the holiday insanity that the women were working on so a few beers and some pork and beans out of the can were more to the point than actual hunting. That night Noah headed outside, intending to bring in firewood when something caught his attention in the woods. Against his better judgment he went to investigate and found himself flat on his back and bleeding before he could even blink. His uncle had heard the attack and scared the animal off with a shotgun blast, what probably kept Noah alive. A long night was spent in the hospital, his mother screaming at her brother in law for taking Noah out there. Ultimately Noah was given a clean bill of health and released from the hospital with just some stitches.

The rest of the month before the game was spent prepping for the bowl game opponent. And then the big game. Noah shined. Perhaps shined a bit too much. There was one play in specific. A blitzing defensive end that Noah stiff armed right onto his ass. Shouldn't have happened. But it did. Damned if Noah knew why. Though he found out a week after the game. He felt... weird. Restless was the only way he could put it. He told Natalia that he was going out for a run or to get something to eat or... shit something. He didn't return that night. Instead the most fucked up thing that had ever happened to him in his entire life managed to happen. Bones shifted and re-aligned and Noah was pretty sure he was having some kind of seizure that meant he was dying. But he survived... as something not quite human. Noah didn't know what the fuck to think, he didn't know what the hell he did that night only knew that he woke up nearly a mile from his apartment, stark ass naked. Luckily a teammate lived nearby and just laughed his ass off and decided that Noah was up to some kinky shit when he showed up to borrow some clothes. Explaining where he'd been to his roomie... was even more difficult.

Noah was not so amused. He didn't know what the hell to think. Was he? Did that even exist? He tried to forget that it happened. He tried to just continue on with his studies, to find out if he was going to finish school this year or stay on for a fifth year of eligibility. But by the next month when it happened all over again he knew things couldn't just go on as they had been... but it was all he knew, his only dream to make it to the next level and give his family everything they'd never had before. But as spring practice loomed and Noah began to test the fact that he wasn't the same even... in his regular form (that was just messed up to think about), but that didn't mean Noah knew what to do. It was late February and Noah knew what was coming, it was itching at his bones and he was taking it out on Natalia. She was asking questions that he didn't know how the hell to answer. So he just left. And stupid Noah didn't count on Nat following him. He should have, he knew her all too well, but he wasn't exactly thinking too clearly. It happened as it had the months before and he lost all too much of his hard won control. When he came to this time... he wasn't alone.

Shit shit shit shit shit. He didn't want to think it was a woman laying next to him, bleeding didn't want to think it was Nat even more. But it was. They weren't far from their apartment. Noah ran for clothes, calling 911 as he did. She had to be alive. Nearly a week later she was out of the hospital and Noah had far too much explaining to do. Not that he had any real answers for her. Only had a month of waiting and worrying to find out if he'd turned Nat into whatever the hell he was. For better or worse when that full moon fell, she was...

Noah was at a loss as to what to do, if there was anyway to make any of this right... when a scout showed up at their door, explaining what had happened and that there was a school they could go to. It wasn't easy for Noah to make the decision to leave his life behind, even more difficult to explain to the rest of the world why he was leaving school and his future.

He fabricated a story that he reinjured his knee in an out of practice event. Forfeited his scholarship in the process but Noah was pretty sure that he wasn't going to be playing again anyway. He said he needed to go find himself now and that he was going to use money he'd saved up and some inheritance from a grandparent that had passed away to travel Europe... with his best friend of course. It was as good a cover as any... he hoped.

This is obviously not real, it's an rp moron. I don't own Josh.