Name: Aleksandros Anastasius Xirouchakis; for the sake of simplicity, he prefers to go by a shortened version of his American name, Xander.

Age: 21

Date of Birth: March 17

Gender: Male

Affiliation: Arachnos Special Ops - Infiltration and Espionage Emphasis

Eyes: Xander's eyes are a deepset hazel green, and have developed into steely walls that shield his emotional states quite well. An bright gleam, though whether it is sincerely happy or simply mischievous is unknown, is ever present in their depths, and coupled with his equally ubiquitous sarcastic smirk, they seem to show his deviously cunning character through a simple glance.

Hair: To put it simply, his hair is by no means remarkable. In contrast to the bright neon hair colors that are seemingly ubiquitous on Althea, Xander's hair is simply medium to dark brown in coloration. It is cropped militarily close to his head, and he makes no effort to stand out by styling it otherwise. Xander also sports a slight five-o'-clock shadow, purposely; just one more thing that makes him blend into the crowd.

Skin: His skin has been tanned to a rich golden-brown, accentuating his biracial heritage and giving him an almost gilded appearance. Being beyond his teenage years, he no longer has to deal with acne or other blemishes, though his hands are a bit rough and calloused. Yeah, he's black (or more specifically half black), deal with it.

Clothes: Simply because of his line of work, Xander favors clothing that is both comfortable and allows ease of movement. This can range anything from sweatpants and loose (but not too baggy) jeans, t-shirts, and hoodies when not on a mission. However, though his clothing may be simple enough, he’s a bit girlish-ly obsessed with accessories. He’s quite fond of his shoe collection, and loves a nice watch too.

Physique: Though Xander is by no means shrimpy, he's not extremely muscular either; he does boast a lean, slim body, with more muscle tone than definition. His physique would be most equivalent to that of a runner or gymnast's build, complete with long, powerful legs and arms and evenly distributed strength throughout his upper and lower body, though his strength distribution does slightly favor his arms and chest.

Height: Standing at 5'11", nearly 6 feet tall, Xander is slightly taller than the average man, making his stature neither diminutive nor imposing.

Weight A solid 152 lbs.

Other: He also has two simple tattoos: his first name spelled out in Greek lettering, Αλέξανδρος, in a circle around his right bicep, and a stylized version of Eos across his back.

Personality:
At first glance, Xander comes off as a strong, independent young man; he likes this image just fine, because it suits him perfectly. Since the moment he stowed away on his lonesome to the Althea region, he's had to make it on his own; that being said, he has had to deal with his fair share of bull, and takes it in stride. He’s very confident, a trait stemming from his physical abilities and the thought that no longer can any one best him at anything that requires some semblance of agility, and has a visible swagger in his step. His confidence at times makes him a bit aloof and arrogant, and it’s no shit that there is quite possibly no individual more proud than Xander. His chin is always held high and straight, and good luck to anyone trying to change that fact, because it takes more than most people have to knock that down.

Xander could also be easily described as the “strong and silent” type. He doesn’t say much, and it isn’t usually necessary for him to say anything. Much of his communication is carried out through a variety of descriptive glares and stances; body language is quite literally the only language she is fluent in besides English. This works in both ways, as she is quite adept at reading others’ posture effectively also. He's never quite been one for social settings or conversation, but can hold his own relatively well when necessary. However, it's not too incredibly difficult for him to make friends, seeing as he's successfully bonded with a few people as well as Eos.

The greatest strength to his personality is, by far, his ambition and drive. Xander is an incredibly dedicated man, and is more than willing to work tirelessly for as long as it takes for him to achieve his goals. He can draw on a seemingly endless reservoir of energy, and is very mentally tough; this is one of the main reasons he's been able to survive for as long as he has in a rough-and-tumble organization like Team Rocket. He aspires to do great things with his life, and his current goal is to climb the ranks of the Arachnos branch to reach a seat of influence. Though he's still little more than a grunt at the moment, he is achieving this ever so slowly. Xander knows that he is setting lofty goals for himself, stemming from his parents' high expectations for him, but he knows that with the right amount of determination he can achieve them.

Talents/Flaws:
As far as talents go, Xander's main talent is that of simple acrobatics. Having trained as a gymnast for much of his early life, he's learned how to apply this for the benefit of Arachnos, making him an expert in using acrobatic maneuvers in both combat and field mission situations. This can be employed for something as simple as keeping his balance on a tightrope suspended above the ground to performing a complex array of leaps, flips and shows of flexibility to avoid triggering a tripwire or other security system during a heist or cat burglary. He is also a skilled actor/singer, but that’s a secret he keeps to himself for fear of being anally raped like the fruitloop he is, and a helluva fast runner from also participating in track. Along with those two main talents, he's also surprisingly conniving, has a very strong sense of survival and instinct, and works well independently.

For his flaws, his main Achilles' heel is his pride and independence. Though he's fine with taking orders and carrying them out effectively for the good of missions, Xander finds it very difficult not to do things his own way and even more difficult to restrain himself from attempting to lash out whenever he's in trouble. He's a lone ranger at heart, and working cohesively with anyone other than Eos gives him quite a few challenges, especially because nine times out of ten he thinks he could do a much better job on his own. He can have quite the little temper when riled up, and can be rude and stubbornly defiant at times.

Likes:
&& his independence
&& his agility
&& working out
&& basketball, track and field, and various other sports
&& Fire-, Dark-, Ghost-, Rock-, and Steel-type Pokémon
&& achieving goals
&& Eos, his Ninetales and best friend
&& knives

Dislikes:
&& racism
&& his physical superiors
&& being bested at, well, anything
&& being outsmarted
&& mind games
&& Psychic-, Bug-, Grass-, and Water-type Pokémon
&& stereotypes
&& extremely happy people

Known Family:
Demetrios Cokinos Xirouchakis;; father;; 41;; estranged
Maiara Jay Frost;; mother;; 39

Dream:
Xander's main goal in life is to achieve power, and ultimately make his parents back home proud.

Fighting Style:
Being a very collected and intelligent character, Xander's style in battle is very composed. He’s cool under pressure and it takes a lot to make him nervous. His style in Pokémon battles is very much like his style in CQC; hit ‘em hard, hit ‘em fast, then get the fuck out of there and plan your next move. Eos and Xander have been together for a good little while now, and one thing he likes about her so much is that they’re able to work in tandem so well. He likes to have a lot of variety in his Pokémon’s movesets, which allows for more versatility and type coverage, as well as powerful moves that can take an opponent out fast; he's also a bit of a show-off in battle, and takes pride in the beauty of his Pokémon and her moves, beautiful yet destructive. In terms of his own combat abilities, he makes very good use of his uncanny agility, and carries a three butterfly knives on his person at all times, hidden in various locations changing from day to day. He can also fight pretty efficiently using knuckle duster trench knives.

Proficiency:Adaptive

Biography: {Will go into detail in due time}
Aleksandros Anastasius Xirouchakis was born one beautiful spring day to young parents, residents of Canalave City in the Sinnoh region. His father and mother had not planned on having a son; in fact, they barely knew each other, and Xander was born as a biracial baby, nine months after a short-lived summertime fling. His mother tried to seek support from Demetrios; he stuck around for all of two weeks, enough time for him to name the baby boy and run off to another fling with another woman. Maiara was left with an infant son to care for, and had to quit her education at a local college to care for him. As Aleksandros grew, his mother discouraged him from using his birth name, because it reminded her of his father. Instead, he began calling himself Xander from the time he was old enough to talk.

Maiara worked four jobs to support her growing child, but in vain. She could never manage to make enough money to support the both of them, and even at one time considered putting him up for foster care. However, she changed her mind just because she loved him so much, but decided to take drastic measures. By the time Xander was of school age and gone from home most of the day, she would sneak away to sell her body for sex to sailors and perverted locals, the only way she knew how to make a bit of change to keep herself and Xander off the streets. This caused her to become near suicidal, and she hated herself for what she was doing, what she had to do, to stay alive. Maiara began seeking the inviting counsel of alcohol and Shroomish spores as a solution to her problems.

And of course, this had a very negative effect on Xander. He never could figure out why his mother would leave him alone so late at night in their decrepit flat, or why she would come home so angry and take it out on him. Maiara knew that she didn't want Xander to ever have to live the type of life she was leading, and began pushing him insanely hard to do well in school, athletics, and the arts; anything less than perfection was met with verbal or even physical abuse, and Maiara would settle for nothing less. Xander was around 11 years old when this began in full force, and developed a slight inferiority complex because of it. He accepted her tremendously high set goals for him, and tried his damndest to achieve them, but it wasn't meant to be.

It was also around this time that Xander discovered his affinity for acrobatics. He began working out and training constantly just to take his mind off of his mother, school, and other events stressing him out. In his acrobatics, not only did he gain a level of agility far beyond most people, but also a joy that he wasn't totally useless because he made an 82 on his math test, but that he did have a talent that he could put to good use. He bonded closely with his instructor, Mr. Miyagi Carl, who he saw as a father figure. By entering in competitions around the region, he actively pursued a means to make his mother proud. Carl gifted him with a baby Pokémon on the occasion of his first win, a beautiful female Vulpix, who he named Eos and took an immediate liking too. All the while, his mother was becoming more and more violent with each passing day despite this, driving Xander further and further away.

His acrobatics caught the attention of many, but not all of them were on the proper side of the law.
{And uh, that's how he got in with Team Rocket, more specifically Arachnos, around the age of 16-17. To be completed?}

Roberto could just feel it in the air: this was his moment, his time to shine. There was less than a minute left on the clock, and his Thunderbolts were tied with the Dynamo at six even. He felt totally in tune with the field, and with everything around him; he could see Manuel poised to guard their goal in his peripheral vision, feel the sweat beading at his brow and the sun beating down on his neck, taste the victory within his grasp. His calves tensed with the effort of keeping him on his toes, but there was no such thing as pain when your soccer team had just seconds left to win the State Championship game. Alfonso raised his arms high above his head to throw the ball in for what would likely be the final play before the ending whistles. Arms cocked back, muscles straining, Alfonso hurled the ball straight at Bobby's feet, and the action began.

The gears in his legs clicked into overdrive as he powered down the length of the field in short, quick dribbles. Between his legs to get past the first guy, behind his back to cross the second... Until it was just he alone sprinting up the field, all the midfielders behind him. The goal was only a few meters away, if he could just get there within these last fifteen seconds...

And up in front of him loomed Keller, brutish bully extraordinare. Seemingly made of all muscle, he stood at 6'3" and 180 lbs. though he was only 14. "<<Look at 'im runnin', just like a li'l nigger whitey mongrel bitch.>>" Bobby eyes lit up with rage, but he bit the inside of his cheek and attempted a fake left, knowing that racial slurs could be dealt with after he had the Championship trophy. "<<Gonna try to get past me, mutt? Try harder," Keller grunted, and hurled himself foward.

Bobby was easily positioned to avoid a tackle, and it appeared Keller was attempting just that. The boy was charging forward, but Bobby focused on the goal. Almost there. He was so focused, in fact, that he totally missed the fist aimed straight at his nose. It collided with a huge impact, breaking the fragile cartilage and releasing a fountain of blood. In an instant all soccer was forgotten, and the crowd and teams screamed in outrage as Bobby's face was almost literally caved in by the force of the repeated blows. Struggle as he did, however, Bobby just couldn't break the older boy's blows, even if he did manage to chip a tooth or two with his own. For a moment, it looked like he could hold his own easily.

Then Keller's teammates decided to join in. Pinning down Bobby's arms and legs, he was helpless, as were the other teammates, referees, and concerned parents. Rage, humiliation, and pure white hot anger exploded inside his head, blocking out even the pain of being hit repeatedly. It was as if something exploded inside him, something empowering; though he didn't know it, his eyes had turned completely white, and the air around him was slowly blacking out, as well as his skin. "G--grah!!" The first sounds Bobby had uttered since the beginning of that period came out only as a muffled, guttural growl.

"<<What the fu....?>>" Keller had ceased his relentless assault, and was now staring with a mixture of bewilderment and disgust. "<<Are you-- Oh, this is just priceless! Little Miss Da Costa's a mutie too!!>>" He jeered. "<<Watch out for his powers boys, don't want him to turn you black!>>" Roberto shakily got to his feet, jerking violently away from the staring boys.

"<<Shut up,>>" "<<Or...?>>" Keller started forward again. Instinctively, Bobby raised his hands in front of him. His fury surged through his body, and manifested itself in the physical plane. White hot light ignited itself within his personage, and the air around him crackled with energy. A pitch black beam of pure concussive force spiraled from his outstretched palms and slammed into Keller with nearly a tonne of force, cracking several ribs and sending him sprawling.

Suprise momentarily flashed across his now ebony features, and he turned his hands over in front of him, taking no notice of the screaming spectators fleeing for their lives from the stands. He was a mutant. One of those talked about on TV, saving the world or causing trouble. He had even more power now, and he could put this mofo in his place. Why not use it...?? His mind set, he turned towards Keller. "<<Time for you to get yours, mofo,>>" he said, and advanced menacingly on his rival.
<<indicates Portuguese speech>>

Name: Eos; Greek Goddess of the Dawn

Species: Ninetales

Extra Information:

Like most Ninetales, though Eos hasn't been alive for thousands of years, she is highly intelligent, and at times more wise than Xander himself. She understands human speech completely, and has developed a language of sorts for communication with Xander through consecutive series of barks, yips, gestures, and eye contact. She is also very graceful, moving with an unearthly, fox-like gait, and grooms herself constantly; in fact, Xander is one of the only people she allows to touch her. Eos is not a big fan of battles, and can be very prissy, but has no qualms with defending herself or Xander when necessary, however. She's very jealous of other Pokémon and sometimes even people around Xander. Underneath all this, however, she has a very strong spirit of adventure. Xander has found her abilities to hypnotise through eye contact and psychokinetically levitate flames very useful, and they work very well to her advantage in situations of conflict.

.:|Xander's Partners|:.

{Εοσ}Εos{Μορνινγ Σταρ} :female

Ability: Flash Fire Spoiler: click to toggle Activates when user is hit by a damaging Fire-type move (including Fire-type Hidden Power). Once activated, user’s Fire-type moves deal 1.5 times damage. While this ability is in effect, this Pokémon is immune to damage from Fire-type attacks and Fire-type Hidden Power (accuracy and effect from these moves are ignored). For Fire-type Pokémon with this ability, Will-O-Wisp activates this ability without having an effect. If a non-Fire-type Pokémon has this ability, Will-O-Wisp will activate the ability and will have an effect.

Classification and Type: Spoiler: click to toggle Fox Pokémon Fire-Type

Height and Weight: Spoiler: click to toggle 3'07" 44.0 lbs.

Damage Taken: :normal :fire :water :electric :grass :ice :fighting :poison :ground :flying :psychic :bug :rock :ghost :dragon :dark :steel x1 x0.5 x2 x1 x0.5 x0.5 x1 x1 x2 x1 x1 x0.5 x2 x1 x1 x1 x0.5 Level-Up Moveset: Spoiler: click to toggle —Tackle —Harden —Confusion 9Rock Throw 12Hypnosis 20Rock Polish 23Psywave 31Embargo 34Cosmic Power 42Heal Block 45Psychic 53Future Sight 56Explosion TM/HM Moveset: Spoiler: click to toggle TM04Calm Mind TM06Toxic TM10Hidden Power TM13Ice Beam TM14Blizzard TM15Hyper Beam TM16Light Screen TM17Protect TM18Rain Dance TM20Safeguard TM21Frustration TM26Earthquake TM27Return TM29Psychic TM30Shadow Ball TM32Double Team TM33Reflect TM37Sandstorm TM39Rock Tomb TM42Facade TM43Secret Power TM44Rest TM48Skill Swap TM57Charge Beam TM58Endure TM63Embargo TM64Explosion TM67Recycle TM68Giga Impact TM69Rock Polish TM70Flash TM71Stone Edge TM74Gyro Ball TM76Stealth Rock TM77Psych Up TM80Rock Slide TM82Sleep Talk TM83Natural Gift TM85Dream Eater TM86Grass Knot TM87Swagger TM90Substitute TM92Trick Room Move Tutor Moveset: Spoiler: click to toggle Zen Headbutt Helping Hand Snore Swift Ancientpower Earth Power Iron Head Rollout Signal Beam