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πππ ππππ. Brennan Patrick Holloway
ππππππππ. Bren
πππππππ. Brennan McKenzie - Birth name
ππππππππ. He/Him
ππππ. 6'4"
πππ. 24
ππππππ. Cancer
ππππππ πππππππππ. English, a little bit of German, Spanish and French
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ππππ. Brown, usually kept short for practical purposes
ππππ. Brown, leaning slightly hazel
ππππ ππππ. Slightly tanned most of the year from being outdoors a lot
ππππ ππππ. Fit, muscular, built for strength
πππππ. Low, a touch gravelly, but surprisingly soft at times
ππππππππ ππππ. Left
πππππππ. Slouched at times, tries to minimize his presence when uncomfortable
πππππ. A few small ones here and there picked up in fights over the years, and some larger, more prominent ones on his back from having been lashed with a belt that had a silver buckle
ππππππππππ. None
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πππππππ. His size. Brennan's physically imposing, whether he likes it or not
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πππππ. Madison, Wisconsin, though he spent the first 4 years of his life in Belfast, Ireland
ππππππππ. London, England
ππππππππ.
brothers: Atticus - Deceased, Coltrane, Pryce (Andy Williams) - Presumed Deceased, Cyrus, Titus, Holden, Ronan, Vaughn, Ezekiel, Everett, Chase
sisters: Veronica - Adopted, Fallon, Merritt, Anastazia - Deceased, Elodie - Deceased, Jaelyn
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father: Aleister Mahlendorf
biological mother: Tana McKenzie - Deceased
adopted mother: Raquelle Holloway
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ππππππππππ. Verse dependent - Hunter by default
πππππππ πππππππππ. Verse dependent - No Fixed Abode by default
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ππππππ. Verse dependent
ππππππ'π πππππππ. Yes
ππππππππ ππππππ. Arrested for assault several times, but the charges were dropped
πππππ. Alcohol, cigarettes
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ππππππ πππππππππππ. Gay - somewhat closeted
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πππππ πππππππππ ππππ. Bren's had a hard life. As a result, it takes time for him to get comfortable opening up emotionally, but he benefits greatly from having someone take care of him for once
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πππππ ππππππ ππππ. Top, position-wise, but he's still figuring the rest out
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π. Abuse, manipulation, lies, arrogance
ππππ πππ. Someone who can get him out of his own head and relax a bit
ππππ ππππππππ. Touch, words of affirmation
ππππππππππππ ππππππππππ. Initially, he shies away from emotional attachments, but if he's given patience and room to explore at his own pace, he softens right up.
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πππππππππ'π πππππ ππππ. Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park
πππππππ ππ ππππ πππ ππππ. Drinking beer and just getting a moment to himself to relax
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π ππ πππππ πππππππ. Right-brained
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ππππππ πππππ. Low due to how he's been treated for most of his life
ππΌππππΏ π½π: @heirofhermes
ππΌπππππ: Whoever hasn't been tagged already or who wants to steal it
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Brennan Holloway
BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Brennan Holloway
Alias/Birth Name: Brennan Patrick McKenzie
Date of Birth: 22nd July 1999
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Cis Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Gay
Occupation: Hunter
FAMILIAL INFORMATION
Mother: Tana McKenzie
Father: Aleister Mahlendorf
Half Siblings: Atticus - Deceased, Coltrane, Veronica - Adopted, Price (Andy Williams) - Presumed Deceased, Cyrus, Fallon, Merritt, Anastazia - Deceased, Titus, Elodie - Deceased, Holden Reid, Ronan Holloway, Vaughn Morgan, Ezekiel, Jaelyn, Everett, Chase Holloway
PERSONALITY
Somewhat quiet at first while he gauges the situation, then tends to be more brash, outspoken, and quick-tempered than his brothers if the occasion calls for it, but far less standoffish and much more friendly and sociable when heβs comfortable around someone.
SPECIAL ABILITIES
Shapeshifting - Wolf only
Enhanced speed, stamina, and strength
Heightened senses
Advanced healing
Trained to hunt non-human creatures since early childhood
Unarmed combat training
Firearms and bladed weapons training
Tracking - particularly as his heightened senses give him an advantage human hunters donβt have
Trap-making and improvised explosives training
First Aid
Working knowledge of poisons, plants, and metals that non-humans are sensitive to
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π―οΈ Brooks and Brennan
"Honestly, I don't know what to make of him. He's confusing, and I don't know if that's just because I don't understand how to be what I'm supposed to be or if he has some other motive. I don't think he has bad intentions. I just don't understand what he wants from me."
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Like A Deer In The Headlights - Pt. 2
Chase should have known better.
He knew what they were and he knew what would happen if word somehow got back to their father that they hadn't put the girl down the moment they clocked her as not human.
But Brennan knew his younger brother was still young enough that the business hadn't completely hardened him yet, and the girl was younger still, blurring the line and making Chase a little more willing to overlook that she was technically an adult and therefore outside of their mother's rule of not going after kids.
Still, they were only supposed to be giving her a ride as close to whatever destination she was trying to reach as they were headed, but it turned out she didn't really have anywhere specific in mind, making it obvious she was a runaway.
In the days since they'd picked her up, they'd managed to at least keep her from knowing the truth about who they were, but the longer she stayed, the bigger the target she was painting on all of their backs, and Brennan was getting to the end of his already thready comfort on that front, deciding something needed to be done while they still had a chance of making it out of this with nobody else any the wiser to them helping her.
Brennan waited until his brothers were asleep before acting on his plan, quietly waking Jolene, who seemed confused about the whole thing, but he made it clear he wasn't fucking around as he told her to follow him outside.
No more lies.
He laid the truth out that they were hunters, and that Jolene was putting them all in danger if their father got wind about her.
Of course, Jolene was shocked initially, which was quickly replaced by fear, though Brennan was quick to point out that none of them wanted to hurt her, but she couldn't stay, or they'd all be in the firing line, and if that happened, both Jolene and Brennan would come out the worst for it.
However, Brennan also clarified that he didn't plan on leaving Jolene somewhere and driving off. He demanded to know where she came from and told her he was taking her back because, no matter why she left, it was safer for her there than out in the world on her own where she might not be so lucky next time with which hunters she ran across.
Jolene protested, but Brennan wasn't giving her a say in the matter, telling her exactly who would be coming after them if anyone found out she was with them. Hearing that name alone was enough to shut down any more argument as Jolene gave up the information of her home address and quietly grabbed her things as Brennan left a note for his brothers, then picked out a vehicle in the motel parking lot and hotwired it.
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Like A Deer In The Headlights - Pt. 1
"6am? You're shittin' me, right?"
"Sorry, sweetheart. Last bus left a half hour ago. Ain't nothing else until morning."
Jolene looked defeated, though she wasn't going to blame it on the janitor at the bus station, the only person she found there after stepping off the bus that had brought her this far, having run away from home due to no longer being able to tolerate the situation between her and Waylon.
Muttering a thanks that carried on a sigh, she left the man to his duties before taking up a spot on a nearby bench, flopping down on it, and putting her head in her hands while she tried to figure out a gameplan that didn't involve sleeping on a bus station bench in an unfamiliar town.
The gas station across the street was still open despite the late hour as it was a chain-owned one that remained open 24/7, monopolizing any light night travelers passing through the area, including the late 2010's Ford pickup that was presently pulled up at one of the pumps and being refilled by one male while he conversed with two others that bore a reasonably strong visual resemblance that suggested they were related.
While the older two continued chatting, the youngest of the three had turned his attention to the scene across the street, noticing the petite redhead talking to the middle-aged man in overalls before she moved to the bench, the lost look on her face and the way she cradled her head giving away that she'd missed whatever connection she needed.
"Chase, are you listening?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah. Whatever."
Chase's brothers rolled their eyes at each other before following his gaze to the girl, then exchanging strong glances again.
"She's not our problem."
"I know, but it'd be a shitty thing not to ask if she needs help and then something happens to her."
Of course, little could be said in argument to that. After all, it was the middle of the night, there were several hours until the next bus, and this side of town wasn't exactly known for its low crime rate, but the brothers weren't in the habit of rescuing damsels in distress.
While this exchange took place, Jolene had gotten up from the bench and was crossing the street with the intent of buying some snacks and maybe some coffee to help keep her awake long enough that she wouldn't have to sleep on the bench, casting a brief, wary glance at the brothers as she passed by and entered the store.
"I'll go pay," Chase volunteered suddenly, moving toward the side of the truck closest to the store.
"Don't do anythin' stupid," Brennan, the middle oldest murmured, having caught the girl's scent as she passed. "She's a conflict of interest."
Ronan, the oldest and the one filling up the truck, eyed Brennan as he caught the emphasis on his words.
"What is she?"
"Best guess? Wolf hybrid. With what, I don't know, but it smells like somethin' that wouldn't play out well for us if shit went sideways."
Ronan looked back at Chase with a warning look, Chase acknowledging the risk but quietly weighing it up for himself before continuing to head toward the store.
"Where are you goin', Chase?" Brennan asked.
"Still gotta pay, remember?" the youngest brother replied, walking backward a few paces as he responded.
"Plus, I don't see the harm in just askin' where she needs a ride to," he added under his breath as he pushed open the door and ducked inside, knowing that Brennan would have heard his comment.
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