PAVLOV, Sasha

FULL NAME: Sasha Pavlov

NICKNAMES:  

AGE: 16 your character's school year will be determined by their age

ALLEGIANCE: Neurtal

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin

CLASSES: Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, DADA,

WAND: Yew, Fwooper feather, rigid 13 1/2 inches

PLAY BY: Ezra Miller



HAIR COLOUR: Black,

EYE COLOUR: Dark Hazel

COMPARATIVE HEIGHT: Average height, nearing around 5'10"

BODY BUILD: Lithe

GENERAL APPEARANCE: Sasha's takes after his father, with a wide, strong jawline, straight nose, and dark hazel eyes. His hair, should he choose to not grow it out, normally falls a few inches below his ears where the ends curls, and the rest is a tousled mess of waves.





TRAITS: Whether due to nature or nurture, Sasha can come off as aloof. Though it's not far from the truth, he's resourceful person who analyzes a problem, often looking at it numerous viewpoints before making a move. He's distrusting of strangers, but inclined to help those who have gained his trust and loyalty. While he tends to mostly be quiet and watchful, his sense of humor is not far off and he's not quick to take an insult to heart.  

LIKES & DISLIKES: He has a fondness for sweets, practically any kind, but cannot stand to eat meat. He prefers the quiet over loud, disruptive behavior. Reading, or studying, to Qudditch, and honesty to disloyalty.

GOALS: To become a Solicitor

HABITS & QUIRKS: When nervous or immensely frustrated, Sasha bites the pad of his thumb and raps his fingers tirelessly against any available surface until either the anxiety clears away or he reaches a solution to his problem.

BOGGART: Inferi corpse of his mother

PATRONUS: Owl

DEMENTOR:  The pyre funeral held for his mother (Worst Memory)

VERITASERUM:  He has a physiological and psychological dependency of Calming and Dreamless Sleeping Draught (Greatest Secret)

MIRROR OF ERISED:  None

PERSONALITY: He's a collective and calm character, and never the one to fall for the baiting taunts of others. He's ambitious and quick witted, and in spite of lack of exposure to others around his age, he's kind and often considerate of the thoughts/opinions of others.



FATHER: Nikolay Pavlov

MOTHER: Anja Sorokin (Deceased)

SIBLING/S: None

OTHER: None

b]BLOOD STATUS: Half-Blood [/b]  

SPECIES:  Human


SOCIAL STATUS: Lower Class

PET/S: Black Egyptian Mau


OTHER POSSESSIONS: None





EARLY YEARS: Children cannot choose the environment or family they born into, they can only adapt. And such was the case for the child conceived between a Muggle and Half-Blood. For much of his earlier years of his life, Sasha grew up under the oppressive shadow of a ill-tempered and intolerant father who took it upon himself for belittle the boy at any given opportunity. Unlike many children of magical descent, Sasha did not show signs of being a wizard for much of his childhood, leaving him scarred with the emotional backlash of his father's vicious words. By the time his ninth birthday had neared, he had all but given up hope on becoming the son his father wanted. So he turned to his mother, whom he doted on heavily. She, who never spoke ill or harshly to him, was his saving grace.

Until the day she passed.

Forbidden from seeing his mother, and sworn to never speak of her passing to anyone by  his father, Sasha found himself dawning on a terrible, horrid conclusion: his father had killed his mother. Though he had no proof, and the deeply rooted fear he felt in regards of his father forced his tongue to tie, in his heart the boy knew that the man, Nikolay Pavlov, his father, was the cause of her untimely demise. And like a festering wound, the resentment he felt for his father grew and twisted into something deeper, darker, until hatred consumed his heart.  

HOGWARTS YEARS: Ostracized by his intolerant housemates, proclaimed to be a lesser and of impure blood (blood which he could no nothing about), Sasha immediately loathes his housemates, and had it not been the firm declaration by the Sorting Hat that Slytherin would be his stepping stool into the way of greatness, he would have deserted the house of snakes long before. But, despite the frequent targeting by his year mates, the general prejudice of other houses for being a Slytherin, Sasha was determined to make use of his time within Hogwarts.

He threw himself into his studies, and for the first year (and if one disclosed the frequent harassment) the Russian Half-Blood gave no indication of falling into the small level of delinquency as others. He worked to achieve slightly above average marks, nothing too grand, and along the way learned to watch and assess those around him. It would not be long before he found those of like mind, and though he did not befriend them, they became something similar to allies; associates he studied with and spent the occasional leisure time with.

But, as the years progressed and his goal firmly set in place to become a Solicitor and seek justice to those whom were wronged, unbeknown to any, Sasha was slowly spiraling toward addictive tendencies; he, of course, would quickly deny this (even to himself) but when anxiety builds, fear suffocates his lungs, or he cannot rest well due to the plague of nightmarish memories, a calming draught or dreamless sleep potion are his fist and only options.

Now a Sixth years, Sasha holds the upcoming term in the same regard he'd done for all others; resigned acceptance.  

ADULTHOOD: Equipped with seven years of schooling, personal experiences, and advanced training in the field, Sasha Pavlov, to the surprise of the few who knew the former Slytherin, did not immediately set to the work within the Ministry. Rather he returned to his parents birth country of St. Petersburg. What he did while there is not publicly known, but rumors had reached the ears of many upon his return to London. These rumors, whether true or not, were never validated, but many were suspicious when they learned of the death of Pavlov's father only hours after his return. Of course, with nothing to hold onto him and witness verification of his locations, the Solicitor to be was held to no account for the crime.

Not that Sasha gave much thought to the death of his father to begin with. As far as his concern for the man extended, the world was better off without the likes of Nikolay Palvov polluting it. And, with the thoughts of his father far behind him, Sasha set to work providing his legal services to those who contacted him, whether minor or urgent, he put all his effort into his work, determined to see the right thing be done.

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ALSO KNOWN AS: Alek

RP EXPERIENCE: A total of 3 years, mostly I've dabbled in Roleplay Republic, Facebook Roleplays, and Tumblr.

HOW YOU FOUND US: Google

MAIN CHARACTER: Sasha Pavlov

CHARACTER PURPOSE: To raise questions, speculations and intrigue.

RP SAMPLE: The air was stale, rotten with putrid odor of Muggle liquor, dust and something akin to feces and urine. His nose twitched at the raw scent, lips pursuing to spare himself an ill begotten would be luck of tasting as well as smelling the vile smell. Wand steady in his hand, his dark eyes swept through the interior of the dingy and desolate living area. Walls, washed away and paint chips clumped together along the ground, leaving fine specks of white along the black wood floor.  Sasha Pavlov inwardly grunted in disgust. Settling his gaze momentarily on the lone photograph hanging above the mantle of a sooty fireplace, and for a second his hard eyes softens, his lips drew into a smile and he gave no notice of the wretchedness of the room or smell. Had it not been for the ragged fit of coughs resonating from the archway that led into the kitchen, he was content to stand by and stare at the sheepishly grinning woman in the picture.  

With a shake of his head, he turned and left the living room and entered into the narrow archway, the toe of his budging the door open with a low, prolonged creak that echoed long after the door had rested against the other wall. His eyes fell onto the shriveled form a man, splayed across the filth strewn floor in a drunk stupor. Glassy eyes rolled into this direction, glazed and unfocused. Sasha narrowed his eyes. "So good to see you have not changed your foul habits, father," he sneered, bringing a light of recognition into beady eyes.

"You," the man spat out, as though addressing him alone was a filth among filth; a curse.

"Yes, me," Sasha drawled. "I do believe its time you and I spoke."  

Sasha,

Hi, and welcome to PA! Your app looks fine to me, except for one thing--his mother is an Ivanov, which is a canon family. Even though she's deceased, we do have active Ivanov's here who would want to be consulted if you are determined to make her an Ivanov.

My thought is that you could certainly avoid the whole business and not detract at all from your character or what you want to do with him if you were to simply pick a non-canon name for Sasha's mother.

If you are feeling like she really needs to be an Ivanov, let me know and I'll help you make the connections with the player who has the most involvement with the Ivanov family here on PA.

Thanks!
K.

Don't worry about it. I'll change it something else right now.

much better. he looks fine to me now.

accepted and sorted to slytherin.

K