Christian - then and now
Tall and lithe with flowing blonde hair to his waist, Christian is a loner. He is pensive, smart, and secretive, with soulful, dark eyes. He is trying to redeem himself through love. His last attempt was in the 18th century. It is time. He once owned a studio in Paris, where he would paint portraits of the aristocracy. Presently, he lives in New York City. He is an art collector who wanders the halls of a world famous museum which is right outside his front door.
He lives with his one and only best friend, Michel Baptiste. A childhood friend from France. Their lives continually connect through women. Women they have both loved and shared between them. Christian is an interesting blend of arrogance and reticence, self-doubt and confidence, lonliness and a love of humanity, despite being immortal. He keeps his deepest emotions to himself though they are never far from the surface.
His favorite clothing to wear (though not necessarily together) are: white shirts with lace sleeves and collars, brown jeans, a long black coat and cowboy boots. He parts his long blonde hair on the side, leaving half of his face in shadows. He is mysterious and passionate, loving books, art and Central Park at night. He hunts very little, and loves even less, until a young mortal woman crosses his path...
He lives with his one and only best friend, Michel Baptiste. A childhood friend from France. Their lives continually connect through women. Women they have both loved and shared between them. Christian is an interesting blend of arrogance and reticence, self-doubt and confidence, lonliness and a love of humanity, despite being immortal. He keeps his deepest emotions to himself though they are never far from the surface.
His favorite clothing to wear (though not necessarily together) are: white shirts with lace sleeves and collars, brown jeans, a long black coat and cowboy boots. He parts his long blonde hair on the side, leaving half of his face in shadows. He is mysterious and passionate, loving books, art and Central Park at night. He hunts very little, and loves even less, until a young mortal woman crosses his path...