[Cavalier] Cavalier Hector/Jesse Alvarez

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Name: Jesse Jonas Alvarez

Nicknames: 'Jess' to approximately four people and his grandmother.

Age: 17. (Held back a year.)

Birthday: 19th September

Sign: Scorpio

Blood Type: A

Fav. Food: Twinkie salad (does it involve Twinkies; he'll eat it)

Hated Food: Green onions

School: Hillworth Grammar. Jesse was put into Hillworth Grammar for a number of reasons: he's been on the child welfare books from age five due to an abusive father, a mother who could make her way to women's shelters but not stay there and an older sister whose relationships with both parents were mutually abusive. His school record that was characterised by behaviour problems, learning difficulties and no anger management.

He went through the foster system briefly, but violence towards a teacher finally saw him getting sent to juvenile detention and then Hillworth.

Hobbies:

Career/personality tests -- Jesse tends to go through career tests shifting the answers minutely to get different ones, but he is always amused when told by a career test that he is suited for something (that he is patently not suited for, but never mind). Test just told him that he should be a biologist. Eat it.) Jesse Alvarez has no interest in usually being anything that these tests tell him, but it's like a mechanical ego stroke. He also obsessively does personality tests to see his Myers-Briggs result. (ESFP, every time.)

Historical adventure film -- Jesse is loud and clear about which movies are worthwhile and which movies aren't, but this is because he has a secret embarrassed yen for Errol Flynn pirate flicks. He's also to any period historical -- Braveheart, Man In The Iron Mask, Kingdom Of Heaven. Even Master And Commander which is less swash and buckle than it is six hours of sailing. 300 and Braveheart had unsatisfying endings, but history's like that, fml. Perennially, unashamedly in love with "Gladiator."

Motorcycles -- Jesse is that guy. Do not call him Jesse "Leather Daddy" Alvarez, he'll put you on his to-do list. Jesse's motorbike is the love of his life. He saved for it since he was nine, hid the money in a jam jar in his yard, yanked it out when he was sixteen and had his license. It was kind of clapped-out for a year, but bullying, bribes and a blind eye had him use shop class (Hillworth has an extraordinarily clapped-out, unused 'shop class') to fix it up.

Basketball -- If that Franz St. Germaine brings his team of awkward cheergirls to a game one more time he will lose it.

Gemstone: Garnet

Virtues:

Stand tall like a man, headstrong like a horse -- also counts as a flaw, but due to people generally celebrating this in angry young men is more like a virtue. Jesse's stubborn, Jesse wants his own way. He makes decisions; he leads. He's got a posse of young men ('two friends', that's the size of his Jets) whom he marshalls; he prefers his word being law. He's a bully with an honour code, someone who points out teacher injustice when he sees it, someone who lives in detention. His honour code doesn't stop him from being a bully, but he heel-face-turns and face-heel-turns regularly from where the rest of the school stands. What Jesse will do is unpredictable.

What are these voices outside our open door -- Jesse is a chronically discontent dreamer who hates his life, hates Hillworth, hates his background and hates the American dream. He's got big plans; in the future he will be somebody who'll give you the world on a plate. He's kind of young and untried -- thinks he's cynical, but he's not. He strongly believes in a Tomorrow, but he just believes that the odds are stacked against there being a good one. He also thinks the odds are stacked personally against him, but as well as being bitter this also makes him stoic.

Intense -- Jesse has no off switch. He's full-on, all the time. Virtue-wise he is always ready to spring into action, a man with a mission, no fear cavalier. He's passionate. You can't accuse Jesse of being apathetic. He's a doer by nature and tackles things head-on rather than not taking the chance to make a difference.

Hopelessly devoted -- when Jesse is loyal he is loyal. He is fiercely loyal. He is unbelievably, unconditionally loyal, hypocritically loyal. If you like somebody: cool, he likes them too. He's got a lot of time for that guy. You change your mind ten minutes later? He hates that guy, he hopes he dies. He just didn't tell you earlier to save your feelings. You love him again? Okay, he thinks he's great.

He is also the type of loyal who will stand up against the wall with you and go down with this ship with you. He'll take you to Mount Doom so you can throw in the ring. His loyalty is a deep, unconditional support loyalty. Neville Longbottom may be able to stand up to his friends loyally, but Jesse Alvarez would have just gotten the trio down to get the Philosopher's Stone, let the house points hang.

Street smarts -- Jesse knows how to take care of himself, followed by a number of steps; make sure you're surrounded by reliable people, have good alliances, do the correct walk. Know who to know. He doesn't know how to pass a chemistry test, but the point is that he probably knows who does.

Jesse's survival-oriented, but he's also a guy who knows when self-sacrifice is needed for his own personal desires -- he's survival-knowhow, not survival-obsessed. He's got good horse sense. He's one of life's navigators, but this is tempered with the fact that he's one of life's explorers: when he makes the decision to steer into that storm, it's not out of ignorance.

There are people out there -- Jesse is strongly touched by other people's trouble. This is hypocritical when you realise that Jesse is the source of many people's troubles (and swirlies). He gets aggravated by stories about people in authority abusing their power -- Jesse knows more stories about Hillworth teacher shenanigans than anyone else -- and is the type of person who sits there getting personally offended and angry at war atrocities or tragedies. He's a follower of the Susan Sto Helit don't get scared, get angry school of thought regarding world misery, but he spends his time dreaming of being a saviour.

He's hotheaded, but he's hotheaded about the cruelties of the world as well as his own perceived s**t roulette. The world is calling out for a hero.

Flaws:

Entitled -- the world has done Jesse Jonas Alvarez wrong. He sees no reason as to why he shouldn't run things, he shouldn't get things -- the thing is, he's not a thief. Instead, he takes out his anger at you having anything through violence, threat or casual extortion. He genuinely believes that if you give him something out of your own free will it's your own free will and not the threat of a gang beat-me-up. Thanks, bud. smile Thanks for contributing to the Jesse Alvarez fund. smile

He comes from pretty shitty beginnings and is obsessed with class and class difficulties in America. He's still at the point where he's fixated on his resentment rather than how to productively work for himself and others. It's black and white thinking at the moment. He's a teenager. All he knows is that the world has given him s**t on a plate and that it's his responsibility to ensure the world no longer dishes that up.

Melodramatic -- Jesse has this natural sense of drama which should have seen him become a great theater guy, only he took most of the theater guys and stuffed them in lockers. Everything tends to be a big, dramatic deal, he loves the limelight and loves to be the center of attention no matter what is happening. He likes to be the center of attention walking down the corridor. Everyone knows who Jesse Alvarez is -- he's the class leader, and especially was as a kid; he had the ability to make or break class concentration depending on what he wanted to do.

This kind of ties into his entitlement complex and his idea that everything is kind of about Jesse Alvarez. He's not (outwardly) ironic enough to be a true actor, but he knows how to get the spotlight.

Picking battles -- Jesse can pick his battles. He just picks all of them.

I'm The Bawss -- the downside (it needed one?) to 'headstrong'. Jesse likes being in charge. He has his little Jets pack. Natural belief that people need a leader and he's the one, God, combined with his surety of his street smarts dictates the fact that he is the leader, and in situations requiring leadership will again be the leader. He's the first one to take action, the first one to clearheadedly give orders, but he demands the reins to pull.

Overdefensive -- Jesse is defensive one hundred percent. He will accuse you of things he imagines you are going to accuse him of so that he can get there before you do. He's sensitive to criticism real or imagined, is constantly on the attack because of it, and extends this volley of defensiveness salvos to anyone he's loyal to. He will always bark the defensive. You don't like him, do you? He knows you don't like him. He knew it before.

Bully -- dominance, arrogance, need to exert it all -- Jesse puts people in lockers. Jesse has his Jets gang give people swirlies. He's constantly getting hauled up, but has a good enough intimidation factor that he never gets done for stealing (it was a gift) and he rarely gets done for the physical stuff (Gunn Killingworth could not care less: Jesse Alvarez lives in detention anyway). He can hear an insult in a silent room and can't fathom not retaliating: he may not retaliate immediately, but he'll retaliate.

Physical Description

Hair: Short, tousled, tends towards spikes -- a muted shade of dark golden blonde.

Eyes: Low-saturation apple green.

Face: Strong jaw, slightly overly sharp features, broad forehead. Jesse has a fairly dark, golden tan complexion (he's of Mexican descent). He's not bad-looking, which probably adds some on to the overconfidence.

Body: Tall, rangy -- has a lot of upper body strength. Basketball player. Has the stomach of a guy who angrily does stomach crunches but who is also a little vain about having a six-pack.

Fashion: 'Fashionably worn' (becuase it's already been worn, by other people). An extraordinarily beat-up bomber jacket. Overly white sneakers. Thirteen thousand Guns'n'Roses t-shirts.  

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Cavalier: Hector, Cavalier of the Hollow.

Challenge: "For the Prince!"

Weapon: Devourer. Hector's sword is a slender rapier with a nested hilt of enmeshed gold, sharpened along its entire length. It is the traditional sword of the Captain of the Black Earth Cavaliers, the blade otherwise simple and undecorated.

When bonded to a Black Moon partnered senshi, the Devourer manifests an elemental effect of gnawing hunger -- most severely, intense hunger pangs that recur as stomach pain and a conviction one is starving to death. This hunger manifests itself as the need to feed on what you feed on the most, which in most cases in food but for other people is their overriding desire -- in which case they'll manifest the desire and have to satisfy it NOW NOW NOW. This desire doesn't have to be physical or material. In fact, it's more likely to be an emotional desire.

This sword has the side-effect of driving most youma mad, sending them into a berserker rage of needing to feed.

Other Abilities: Mirrorwalking -- like the other members of the Parallel court, Hector can communicate through mirrors and even through sufficiently reflective glass, such as a store window, and can only be heard by other parallels who similarly have a mirror at hand. They can also travel directly through mirrors (but only true mirrors, not just any glass), provided the mirror on either side of their journey is physically large enough for them to fit through.

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Name: Captain Hector

Interests:

Virtues:

We are all one man -- Hector will never ask a Cavalier to do something he isn't prepared to do. His role is at the head of the column, rushing into the fray, screaming a battle cry -- he'd never ask you to charge anywhere he's not charging first. He's brave, he's fearless, he runs purely on adrenaline and screaming, he has a faintly psychotic TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL +charisma factor that can make you honestly believe that screaming and charging will work in this case -- the parallel Cavaliers believe that Hector would charge down God. And so must they all.

I Will Follow You Into The Dark -- Follows each order no matter what. No matter what he's being told. He doesn't run by his own morality, he runs by Alexandros'. He'll do it even if the order is completely unwholesome -- he will follow it immediately and to the letter. Don't send Hector to go and execute the prisoner who is going to get a midnight reprieve because he went to go kill him at 11:30. Er, the virtue part of this is that he "gets things done." And never questions you. He just uses this as part of his simmering resentment issues.

Hector doesn't do his job simply for the Prince, he does it for the Queen -- the Prince and the Queen are two entangled entities. He serves Alexandros, but in serving Alexandros he also serves Alexandros' wife and future generations.

Captain Hector loves Alexandros. Captain Hector is Alexandros' brother. And because he is Alexandros' brother, so are you all, cavaliers, as you are Hector's brothers. He really kind of expects you to think Alexandros is the s**t. Because he does.

Unpresuming -- Captain Hector is intense, overwrought and can pace a hole in any carpet, but he's not actually unapproachable and never stands on ceremony. He demands it for Alexandros, but for his cavaliers he's a human being. He demands their loyalty, they have his. They're his brotherhood, they're his gang.

Hector is very into the notion of love and belonging in terms of what a cavalier unit needs, and he'd rather his be a band of tightly-knit Musketeers than a formal soldier outfit. He's angry, not egotistical. And you're his cavalier, not his underling. (This also means he values independence and intiative rather than blind obedience.) Hector may not be easy to live with all the time, but he's human -- he knows about pride, and he's been bending knee his whole life. He doesn't want you to bend knee to him.

Flaws:

The Extra One Thousand Miles -- Hector's already scouted out your plan and executed part B. Hopefully your part B measured up with what his idea of part B was. Oops, he already killed that guy. You needed him? Sorry, he's dead. (Hector's main conclusion is 'sorry, he's dead.') Hector saw the plan through to the end and decided he was a threat, all right? Oh, and he got rid of X, Y and Z, too, and then he threw your gun into the ocean as part of this Xanatos Roulette. All sorted.

Hector is not a chessmaster. A chessmaster would have different ways and means for dealing with things. Hector saw X, Y and Z, and decided to stab them.

Dissatisfied, Bothered and Deluded -- Hector's blind spot is about five feet, eight inches, blonde hair, can be thrown over your shoulder. He loves his Prince as much as he bitterly resents his Prince, standing to the left of his throne and just behind -- he belongs at the knee of his lord, and he will passively-aggressively carry out his duty. Look at him doing anything for you. He loves his duty as much as he bitterly resents his duty, and he's constantly being pulled in both directions -- because he lives his life obsessed with the delusion that Prince Alexandros is the most bewitching, perfect, unselfish and fey creature to ever walk on this earth, he won't let anyone else challenge it. Only he's allowed to challenge that. He's overly aware of the fact that he is his Prince's sworn body and sworn heart, that Alexandros needs him for everything, and that he would be completely derelict as a brother and a knight if he didn't do everything for him. He is consistently, casually making reminders about what would Alexandros do without him, he does everything for Alexandros. Alexandros could never get by on his own, that's why he's a twin. <3

There is also the little dark grain inside Hector's heart that tells him that, had it not been for sixty seconds, he would have been the elder prince and destined for a princess -- he's not at peace with these sixty seconds.

The First Emotion Is The Most Pure -- It's Hector's belief that your first reaction to every situation emotionally is, in fact, what you should run with, you should go with your gut instinct every single time. If you're angry, stick with the anger. If you're afraid, stick with the fear (and then get angry that you're afraid). Moving with gut instinct can be a good thing -- Hector doesn't take a lot of time over decision-making -- but it also makes Hector the most easily goaded man in the history of ever. It also makes him unwilling to step back and look at a situation from a different lens.

"If you look at X again, you shouldn't get angry because [explanation]."
"Yes, but I got angry the first time."
"But if you'd calmed down a second -- "
"I got angry first."

Leading into:

Anger Leads To Hate, Good Tactic -- Hector runs the Reflection cavaliers as a large unruly mob, not as a band of well-oiled soldiers. They're meant to be fearless, shouty Vikings, not a surgical unit. He wants them all to have a massive emotional investment in what they're doing, and to do what they're doing because they want to do it. Unfortunately, this means that he feeds them on a steady diet of YOU HAVE TO DO THIS FOR YOUR SCREWED-UP VENGEFUL EMOTIONAL HEALTH, and thusly the Cavaliers are all encouraged to go off pretty much half-cocked and emotionally bullied. Love the Prince. Skewer the enemy, devour his heart. Blood and thunder.

Hector wants every single Cavalier to be Leeroy Jenkins, because so's he.

Blood For The Blood God -- Although everyone admires a band of warriors whose aim is to bring their enemy down in a screaming frenzy of rage and hate (let's face it, it's regarded as a positive by most people) there's an obvious downside: Hector doesn't tend to think with his brain, he thinks with his sword hand. Captain Kunzite may see a Gordian knot and slash it open, but Hector will take out the knot, the post, the town, and then the surrounding prairie. The Parallel cavaliers are the Family Guy type to announce their greatest enemy is the ocean, then stab it. In conclusion: when you think 'overkill', you think 'Parallel Cavaliers,' and most especially 'Captain Hector.'

The difficulty with the Black Cavaliers is that they have one solution to each problem. If thine eye offends thee, pluck it out.  

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Stories

{R} Highs And Lows Of Life - Jesse, Howl
Jesse Alvarez and his band of merrie men give Howl Wickham a swirlie. (COMPLETE)

{R} At My Signal, Unleash Hell - Jesse, Barnaby
Jesse gives Barnaby movie recommendations. (COMPLETE)

{R} Winter Solstice - Jesse, Dylan, Corinna
Jesse finally meets his roomie's girlfriend and his roomie's guitar. Awkward hellos are had. This is significant.

{R} For My Brother - Hector, Alexandros
Dylan Rasmussen makes his choice for the Cavaliers: Cavalier Hector deals with it. (COMPLETE)

{R} Flamingos In The Yard - Jesse, Madison
Maddy and Jesse deal with some unexpected serendipity: their Gaia and Hector selves. 'Serendipity'. (COMPLETE)

{S} All I Have To Behold - Jesse
Jesse dreams. (COMPLETE)

{R} So you got a bike, eh? - Jesse, Ellie
Two motorcyclists meet on the road. Ellie and Jesse make a deal. (COMPLETE)

{R} Message In A Bottle. Or A Fist - Jesse, Elzo
Jesse seals the deal! Happy valentine's.

{R} Message In A Bottle. Or A Fist - Hector, Aphrodite
Jesse Alvarez and Veronica Harvey pick up on both a partnership and a rivalry a lifetime old. (COMPLETE)

{S} I Won't Tell Any Body - Jesse
Jesse dreams again. (COMPLETE)

{R} In The Service Of The Queen - Hector, Black Lady
Captain Hector meets up with the legendary thief of the Marcasite Crystal. An unlikely plan forms. (COMPLETE)

{R} You Can Still Be Free - Hector, Black Lady
Captain Hector and Black Lady meet again. An uncomfortable relationship forms as much as a plan. (COMPLETE)  

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The Black Earth Cavaliers



Prince Alexandros/Dylan Rasmussen: You look like a photograph of yourself taken from far, far away.

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Cavalier Laocoon/Johnny King:


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The Black Moon Senshi



Queen Nehelenia/Corinna Grant: But then there's you asking me, how long? -- Say something.

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Sailor Aphrodite/Veronica Harvey: In the barrel you're a pickle, in the goldmine you're the nickel.

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Sailor Gaia/Madison Heller: You think it's strange, that there's a way of how you looked, and how you act, and how you think.

Foster sister. Jesse was fostered to the Heller family at nine years old, going through child welfare services. He stayed with the Hellers for two years, intermittently with his mother, before leaving to stay briefly with his grandmother. He and Madison formed an attachment at this point that's remained to this day; he revisits the Hellers often.

Jesse bossed (and, well, continues to boss) Maddy around as both a slightly younger sibling and a trusted lieutenant. They're fraternal, more in the case of two brothers than a sister and a brother. It's probable that Maddy's the strongest relationship he has to a girl. He's fond of her; he can patronize her; it's a comfortable relationship, like old sneakers. They have a shared history. They're two people who know things about each other that no other living person knows.

Madison being Sailor Gaia isn't as awkward as it could be -- he's not directly in charge of her, and Captain Hector and Gaia have always had a cordial if distant relationship: she was a cousin to Alexandros and Hector, though her loyalties were completely to the Lunars.


Sailor Ares/Fallon Novette-Naim:

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Lunar Court

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Zodiac Soldiers

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The Negaverse

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Misc

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Friends

Marco Davies: BFF, 16. Marco Davies is Italian-American in descent: his family actually hail from the next city over, but were recommended Hillworth in response to Davies' inevitable and upfront disrespect for every school building he has ever been housed inside. Failing to form a relationship with any school body, he's defaced, tagged, graffiti'd, laid waste to and generally declared war on being set down within educational walls. Davies has dyslexia and learning difficulties that have never really been catered to and certainly aren't being now.

Jesse and Marco are similar in their gut responses to things where Bryce will be a little more dispassionate, which is where their friendship started. Jesse's the undisputed leader of the three but he directs Davies, he doesn't caution him. Marco's not stupid, but Hillworth doesn't give a lot of people reason to believe in the education system.

Cleveland Bryce: BFF, 17. Cleveland (known as 'Clevo' to a select few, 'Bryce' to more) is an African-American boy with a slight Napoleon syndrome. 5'4", wiry, he's at Hillworth more to do with stacking family issues than a major history of misdeeds -- though he has the misdeeds on his rap sheet as well. The eldest of eight, his attendance score at previous schools was minimal and he has no filter whatsoever in terms of backchat. Has sullen resentment in spades and family responsibilities in larger spades, which his removal to Hillworth hasn't removed except in terms of making him impotent.

Jesse respects Bryce as a moral human being more than Davies, though tends to caution him about shutting up (which he can't) at the right moments (which he doesn't). Both of them are dutybound individuals, though Bryce has a massive family connection that Jesse secretly envies.

Bryce and Davies are considered to be completely under Alvarez's thumb, and certainly where you find Davies you find Bryce, and where you find Bryce and Davies you tend to find Jesse Alvarez leading them both. Nonetheless the three-year relationship is much more complicated than simple 'garrista and goons'.

Taylor Monroe: It's Complicated, 15. Taylor Monroe has Howdy Doody red hair and freckles, but otherwise he's a high-energy, lanky baseball player who devotes most of his spare time to dreaming up ways of getting out of this place. He was sent to Hillworth as a punishment to being an accessory to an aggravated assault rather than going through the juvie system, but swears that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

He is, in fact, Jesse's secret 'boyfriend', though the relationship is a slightly pathetic teen one involving meetings more furtive than those held by the French Resistance. They have been on precisely zero dates.

Family:

Ana Alvarez: Grandmother, 63. Recently retired, Ana worked most of her life in a laundry and still takes in sewing work, though her eyes are failing her. She's a woman naturally inclined to be kind and exhausted when it comes to behaviour management -- she spoke up continually but ineffectually for years for her daughter and her daughter's marriage, and Jesse stayed with her on-and-off as well when his mother couldn't manage. Unfortunately, Ana couldn't manage Jesse either and found it easier to let him do what he wanted to do.

Ana speaks very little English, lives in the Mexican-Spanish quarter of town in a trailer park and is a source of continual embarrassment and guilt to Jesse: he never talks about her and lies about his visits.

Michelle Alvarez: Mother, 45. An originally bubbly woman completely brought under heel by an abusive relationship -- always wanted to be married, wanted to be a homemaker, wanted to have lots of kids. Big ideas, tended towards the impractical. She grew more frantic and distressed due to her husband being abusive, her first child running off the rails and then her second child completely following suit: she had a nervous breakdown and went into care. Continually denies her husband ever abusing her children in any way: writes her children constantly, falteringly trying to get ties back. Reverted to her maiden name, as did Jesse.

Much like her husband, when she was a good parent she was sweet and cuddly and big on gestures, but as both children later accused she was always more focused on Daniel and what Daniel 'needed', being that her children needed Daniel too.

Daniel Cruz: Father, 49. An unfortunately perpetual man-child, Daniel fell out of love with being married and a father pretty quickly and blamed his daughter's problems on his wife never following up his discipline. Had a multitude of drug issues, and could swing between being a fun, let's-take-you-out parent into being a surly, violent one who didn't want a bar of it. Was overly strict when it came to homework, chores and being seen and not heard, and then resented having to parent at all. Was physically and emotionally abusive to his first daughter, Elena, and interaction with Jesse was minimal barring physical discipline. Left for New Mexico seven years back.

Elena Cruz: Sister, 25. Hot-tempered and bitter from an early age: the angrier she got at her father, the more her father responded. Was already eight when her mother got pregnant again, and was old-before-her-time hysterical at the thought of her mother giving her father another baby: loathed her father early and was contemptuous of her mother soon after. Started hitting her father back when she was around twelve, and when the protection agencies were told (backed up by her mother) that her father's abuse of her was minimal, split around fifteen for parts unknown. Showed Jesse affection when he got in Daniel's way, but was also openly of the opinion that she only got the s**t and he was left alone -- which caused a rift.

Occasionally sends Jesse postcards from south of the border, of which he feigns disinterest.

Nina Alvarez: Sister, 13.

Angelica Heller: Foster mother.  

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