What Lies We Breathe

Deceased

Appearance

• Dresses simply and practically, favors boots and denim
• Hair and mustache are well maintained
• Wears a small silver cross under the shirt of his uniform while on duty

Personality

• Respectful, honest, skeptical
• Can swap between gruff cop and completely genial in seconds
• Levelheaded and difficult to fluster or impress
• Willing to look the other way if it feels more just than the law
• Seeks to do good and live simply

History

• Born in Colorado and will likely live here the rest of his life
• Average happy upbringing, one of five boys
• Wanted to be a cop, became a cop, loves being a cop
• In his early thirties, he cycled through many partners on patrol after they all fell seriously ill for a reason that to him was largely mysterious (spoiler alert: he was unknowingly cultivating MRSA bacteria in the car during tense moments using an ability he still doesn't know he has)
• Prefers to work solo now anyway as paired patrols always gave him a (literal) headache, definitely not related to giving people terrifying antibiotics resistant diseases
• Married in his late twenties, divorced in his late thirties, it all went about as amicably as that sort of thing can
• Troubled by the existence of the supernatural, he has found a reluctant wariness in traffic stops after dark
• Died at the hands of a vampire after answering a call for backup at Cordova's Wonderland

Other

• Dispatch and ex-wife affectionately calls him Kev, would prefer if you called him sir while pulled over
• Hasn't fallen ill in decades but pays little mind to it
• Knows how fast you were going but will lower your ticket to a different speeding bracket if you're polite
• Christian but doesn't do well in church