Spring Month: 2 
Night 
Flood Moon: 
Lasunny's Character Sheet:
{.Trenton Beau Russel.}
Gender: Male, Masculine, He/Him
Sexuality: Heterosexual, Straight
Age: 24
Birthday: December 19th, 2001
Occupation: CEO of Russel Family Corporation; aka "RFC", known for their marketing skills in the realm of stocks & electronic merchandise such as PCs and unrealeased tech advancements prebought from other corps.
Apperance: Trenton has always been a slightly harsh-faced human; even within his childhood years. Slimmed eyes painted of such a dark hazel that some might mistake them for am umber black occupy the space between his temples, hidden behind rather luscious eyelashes for such sophisticated man. Dark brown hair with whispers of grey prematurely approaching falls just below his brows, creating a frame around his eyes and cheekbones. He appreciates the formality of hair combed to the side, but tends to lean more towards a casual middle part when not meeting with clients or opposing companies' CEOs. Between his beautifully bitter eyes is a straight Roman nose he inheritated from his father, with a slight up turn at the tip to avoid a hump-like structure. His cheekbones are quite prominent, jutting from beneath his skin as if he were constantly at a state of utter discernment for the people and settings surrounding him. His jawline offers the same apperal, with definite edges and a pair of pale, dark pink lips that are ever-so slightly turned upwards at the ends, to where is seems as though he always has a smug grin plastered on his rigid expression. Despite this flaw in his seemlily flawless cloak of composure he so heavily covers himself in, there is not another trait on his face that potrays the man as approachable. Everything about him is as if you're looking over the jagged edge of a 50-foot drop, adrenaline coarsing through your body as you imagine how awful it would be to slip and fall; and even more, how utterly possible it would be in that very moment.
When standing straight up, Trenton stands a composed 6'2 and weighs between 223lbs-228lbs on the average day. This body mass contains a common amount of muscle for the average gym-going male as himself. His shoulders are broad and firm, branching from a muscular chest and a toned waist, where a soft formation of abs can be seen on a good day drawn into his abdomin. Trenton promised his football coach as a young tween boy in highschool that he would stick to the gym throughout his life to stay the healthiest version of himself he could; and as the man of integrity he is, he has kept that word since then. Hence the explanation for the chiseled body that he carries so confidently with ease.
On days where he isn't in the office, he resides in the comfort in losely-fitting t-shirts and oversized cargo pants, jeans, or sweats if he's really feeling frisky. On warmer days, he might wear the occassional shorts, but he tends to avoid it at most costs. If it's a cooler day, or rain seems to be unavoidable, he adores wearing hoodies, especially ones from the college he attended in Boston, Massachusetts. When he is in office hours though, he is quite the professional. Suits are his speciality, always fitted by a specialist for a fine wear, and a plain white tie on the normal work day, but every now and then when he feels the desire to charm a coworker or client, he will accesorize with a customized tie for the day events; and of course finished off with a pair of fine dress shoes and a plain black watch. Trenton is one of stability and density, with a hard glare that will stab knives into those that dare to make a mistake in his line of sight, but he has a soft spot in his heart for sentimental values; which is why he never fails to show up with a golden chain around his neck that lies just above his collarbone, and a deer charm dangling in the middle from his mother before she passed when he was 15.
Personality: There aren't many people in this world that can sit down in a comfortable chair in front of you, and explain to you the man Trenton truly is behind closed doors; and Trenton appreciates that level of privacy within his own mind. He firmly believes that if a person knows what you would prefer to doordash on a laid-back Sunday night, they would also know what time you would be most vunerable to an attack, or most unacknowledgable of a strange sound coming from downstairs. Trenton believes that relationship leads to vunerability, which without fault, keads to utter deconstruction of one's inner being. So, Trenton spends most of his evenings at home, reading up on the latest news articles in town, watching his favorite football teams play during season, or cooking for himself; because truly, he doesn't even trust doordash.
Despite Trenton's layers upon layers of fortified walls surrounding him, he's quite the charmer when he desires a result from someone. There is not a buisnessman in the state that does not know of the Mr. Russel and his brilliant persuasion tactics. His words run through your veins and make you believe that this man before you - he finally is the one to understand your ideas, and he will by a long yard make them a reality ...if you just give him some money and a legally-binding contract.
His words are inframed with such confidence that you don't even think for a second that maybe he's uncertain or even worse - wrong.
Although, after a few beers, Trenton is quite the cannon for dad jokes. His walls are still solidly placed around himself, but he's always been a goofy guy when he has family in town or friends over for a football gam.
There is most definitely a world where jokes and vunerability aren't hand-in-hand, and that is the world Trenton lives in. He has always had the talent of balancing someone thinking they know who he is, without someone really knowing who he is. And he is perfectly OK with this, because if someone knows so little about you, there is nothing big enough to drag you down.
