Post by leear on Jun 16, 2009 13:00:43 GMT -6
Leear Lee
Name: Leear Kimberley Lee
Known Aliases: N/A
Play-By: Simon Baker
Division: FBI
Branch: Homocides.
Convictions: Was once cautiones for being in a serious bar room fight, but no convictions.
Sexuality: Bi-Sexual.
Date of Birth: (Month Day, Year) Febuary, 11th, 1986.
Place of Birth: New York City, New York
Age: 22
Relatives: Mum (Lisa/61) Dad (Tony/Dead, was an FBI agent)
Spouse: Single.
Children: Son of 3 who he never sees. He lost the court case for joint custody.
Personality: Leear is a very good people person and has split two-way personality, his Job personality and his Non-Job personality. Outside of work he is Likebale, Sarcastic, Funny, fun loving, never knows when to be serious, hes a nice guy who just wants to unwind with a beer and jerk about.
At work Leear is incredibly sarcastic when spoken to by people he doesnt particularly know and likes to keep himself to himself, he has a short temper and has been known to throw things at suspects, yet people still take to him and he knows when to stop and what to say to what person. Leear has no concense and will not think things through before doing them. Leear doesnt like to get to close to women, he is VERY fond of one night stands, hes been hurt once and never wants it again. And wont talk about his son even to his closest friends. Leears quick wit often gets him into trouble.
(Why he has a 3 year old baby)
Appearence: Leear has a small amount of stubble and often gels his hair so its spiked at the front (like the pic), at work he dresses in Shirt, Tie, Black trousers and trainers. Outside of work he dresses usually in a white t-shirt and jeans, usually wearing just casual over the weekend. Leear is quite thin and relatively attractive, he is stronger than he looks but bruises like a peach. Leear has a large scar on his leg from a bar room fight where he was stabbed in the leg. And another smaller one ont he top his head which can only be seen when you look closely, from when he was hit over the head with a bottle.
Background: Leear Stone was born in a New York city apartment, his mother wanted a "home birth" and she continuinly says that she regrets it and wishes she got went to the hospital. Leears young life was fairly normal, he was a popular kid all through his teens and was very quick witted, still is. He was often sent home from school and in trouble for fights. Leear always wanted to be in the FBI even when he was young, just like his dad, who died of cancer when he was 59. Leear was surrounded by drugs, death and stealing it was these that wold change his views of life.
Leears experiences when he was 16 changed him for ever. His best friend, Sam, got into drugs and was killed by his dealer. Leears mum was kidknapped by his friends dealer who wanted the $1000 dollers Adam (Leears best friend) owned him, in the end Leears mum was let go and Adam was shot 7 times, Leear was forced to watch, thats why he went into the homocide, the branch of the FBI, he never wanted anyone else to experience what happend to him. He had a baby with his girlfriend at the time, Hannah, they broke up when there son was 1, Leear went for joint custody against Hannahs mum. Leear was told there was always a chance of him getting joint custody if he could prove his house was a safe enviroment for a child. It was then he had to choose between his son and career, he sits awake at night wondering if he made the right choice.
All through training he was top of class but sadly he is looked down on by higher ups and once was in a fight with an officer, who had told Leear his family and friends were scum and so was he and he didnt get custody because he was a dangerous, violent scum whod never make it in the FBI, Leear admits hitting him proberly wasnt a good defence, when asked though his defence is it was a good right hook. Leear has had some relationships the only girl he LOVED was Hannah, hes never moved on from her and wont think about dating another girl just incase
RP Sample: Leear was sitting in his apartment staring out of his winder into the nigh, he was never good with cases about murdered children, and this guy he was chasing was sick. Leear read case report after case report, he got to an image of the kid and stared at it for 10minutes, just muttering to himself "God he looks like Sam" He had a flashback to when he was kneeling beside Sams cold body in tears, he was there for 24 hours before the police moved him, he kicked over his desk and threw the file across the room "Why the FUCK do I do this job!?" He ran his hands through his hair while crying "Its too much, he had nothing wrong, this kid was protecting his friend, like I should of done" He paced around his room throwing things at his walls "It should of been ME" He looked at a picture of Sam, him and his dad together on a fishing trip "Some days are harder than others, their the reason I do this" His face was wet from his tears and he looked through the files everyone leading to a dead end, he knew who the son of a bitch was, there wasnt enough evidence. Leear looked at his badge and threw it at a picture of him and sam together smashing the picture he shook his head turning off the radio and went to bed "This isnt worth it"
