BASICS Name: Asher Zimmerman
Nickname: the A train
Gender: male
Age and Birth Date: 23; born October 25th, 1993
Occupation: Bike Courier
APPEARANCE Asher's small -- only a couple inches over five feet, and slim, without an extra pound anywhere on him. His face is angular and a little bit square, with a long, straight nose and heavy brows over narrow, dark eyes. The slight curve of his mouth has a tendency to make him look like he's smirking or smug, even a serious moment, and the tousled mess of his hair holds just enough curl to make it a soft halo around his face.
He tends toward close-fitting clothing that emphasizes his slender frame, though it does have the bonus of making him look taller. Fitted t-shirts with bold, abstract patterns; soft, skinny jeans, sometimes cropped short, around mid calf; windbreakers or jean-jackets; a chain around his waist in place of a belt; and battered but surprisingly expensive sneakers that are, of course,
extremely comfortable.
PERSONALITY In high school, Asher was the kind of middle-of-the-road student who was easy to overlook: scraping by in his classes with no real talent in any particular field, smoking a lot of pot but not in a
hanging with the cool guys kind of way, He had two very good friends and that was his world for four years -- until both of them graduated and went off to college and he fell through the cracks, staying an extra year to repeat several failed classes.
The problem is that Asher isn't particularly smart, isn't an intellectual, and can't force himself to care about book learning. He's a kinetic young man with a hard time sitting still for long stretches of time, who can't see past the
now to focus on why this all might be important
tomorrow. He's impulsive, and dismissive, and covers up any self-consciousness with sarcasm. He's quick to pick a fight because otherwise, with his small size and his attitude, it's too easy for people to simply walk over him -- and he won't have that, not at this point in his life.
DEITYAsher is Chosen of Hermes due to his love of the city, his position as a bike messenger, and of course, his somewhat questionable moral compass. In addition to his legitimate work running rush packages for rich corporate tools from one end of Manhattan to the other, he also has a tendency to carry off-the-books goodies for some tycoons of a less legal variety.