SIXSMITH, Vincent Dylan

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VINCENT DYLAN SIXSMITH!
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
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OVERALL PERSONALITY: Vincent is nothing short of a crusader. A deeply passionate and opinionated individual he firmly believes the doctrine ‘be the change you wish to see’. Hugely political he keeps himself constantly up to date with both the wizarding and muggle world and will always have a comment on any recent developments when asked. As of late he has been drawing attention to himself with his own noisy protests and publishing’s concerning mudblood and werewolf rights. A scientist by nature Vincent is filled with an overwhelming curiosity and thirst for knowledge. While deeply logical in his thought processes and approach to problem solving Vincent remains a romantic dreamer, optimistic for a bright and better future. A naturally kind individual, he deeply cares for the well being of others regardless of whether they’d extend the same courtesy back to him. Some have criticised this overwhelming urge to help others no matter the cost is reminiscent of a ‘superhero complex’ and certainly Vincent would rather exhaust and cripple himself then give up on someone.

That said Vincent often has difficulty opening up to others. Chronically shy especially around those he finds attractive (a matter in which he is usually quite picky) he can often come across as slightly bumbling and reserved. But once you’ve broken through these outward shutters you might be surprised to find a dark, sarcastic sense of humour, a staunch unfading loyalty and an ability to be nothing short of a goof-ball.

In the field of medicine Sixsmith is already proving himself quite brilliant. His particular brand of excitable intellect and knowledge of both magical and muggle medicine giving him a slight edge when it comes to thinking differently in treating patients. And that’s the bit he enjoys most, meeting the patients and trying everything possible to bring a smile to their face and ease their fears.

Determined often in the face of all rationality Vincent remains unashamed of his blood status and proudly vocalises so, something that quite naively he has not taken into account could lead to drastic consequences for himself and more importantly his loved ones. Over analytical and lacking in confidence Vincent almost refuses to hear compliments when they come but criticism is ever taken cuttingly to the heart. Vincent is naturally a worry-wart and his closest friends have often seen him fretting over something he’s forgotten or misplaced like an old woman.

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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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OVERALL DESCRIPTION: Vincent is far from a vain man and spends little time fussing over his appearance. When you spend hours running the corridors of St. Mungo’s it really doesn’t matter if your hair started all fixed and preened at the start of the day it certainly won’t be by the end of it. While he gives enough effort to combing his hair he often looks slightly ruffled as if he’s just crawled out of bed. When out of his uniform he tends to stick to muggle fashions, a band t-shirt and trousers more then enough for him.

Perhaps the most endearing part of Vincent is his smile, boyish and almost cheeky it has an infectious quality few people can escape. He speaks with a light southern Irish brogue that becomes ever more prolific the more anxious he becomes or the more he’s had to drink. Tall and lean Vincent prefers to walk whenever it’s possible, even when taking an ambling stroll he always seems to have the appearance of a man late for a meeting with no idea if he’s going in the right direction.

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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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Aileen Ryan – 47 – Florist, Kept Woman, Muggle. [/ul]
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Sixsmith was born into money. Lots of money. The kind of money that buys you a cabin in the alps and a private jet to take you there. Vincent was born into an extensive Irish family on his fathers side with more uncles and cousins then could be counted. As a child he was certainly not without love from the huge family and was brought up in a life of utmost privilege, seeing every inch of the world as he travelled with his father, meeting famous, influential people, receiving anything he could ever wish for without it even being asked. Needless to say Vincent was somewhat spoilt though his father who had built his wealth up from nothing did his best to drill a work ethic into his son. While the affair between his father and mother was short lived and at the time the sensible option seemed to be for Vincent to take residence with his constantly on the move father, Bernard has always seen to it Aileen was well taken care of and she is regularly present at the large family gatherings and visited by the two Sixsmith men in her life.

Young Sixsmith’s path in life was painfully clear from a young age. He would spend his first ten years home schooled, travelling extensively with his father and staying behind with his mother or the many other family members across Ireland when that was not an option. From there at 11 he’d attend Eton College, brushing shoulders with future Prime Ministers, bankers, judges and lords to give him the contacts needed to take over the family business. What this family business is Sixsmith would struggle to tell you. His father deals in imports and exports, in investing money. More then once Vincent has caught a glimpse that all might not be completely legal with the family’s business, but his father has never been anything short of a loving father, the whole family is nothing but genuinely kind (even if a few of them have that old Irish eccentricism and are a little to fond of the dutch courage) regularly investing in charity and supporting those family members less fortunate. Any suspicion is always promptly placed to the back of his mind whenever he sees his family and hell even if things were a little below the board as long as they weren’t hurting people where was the issue? He remains blissfully unaware that the Sixsmith’s are perhaps THE family of Ireland. Mobsters, entrepreneurs, with a finger in every pie, the underworld bows to their bidding.

His father’s aims for his son’s high future were completely disrupted on the boys 11th birthday when a letter (by owl no less) arrived at their winter cabin. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There had always been… strangeness around Vincent, things that happened when he was upset or frightened that made no sense, both them had written it off as tricks of the light, of reading to much into things. The letter was followed almost promptly by a woman from the ‘Ministry of Magic’. The first exchange was far from pleasant (though the woman ensured the young boy she was used to such reactions from muggles), in the end it took nothing short of a trip to Diagon Alley for even an element that it could be the truth to sink into the 11 year old yet alone his father. The two of them spent several weeks staying at the Leaky Cauldron talking to locals, reading moving newspapers, both promptly falling engrossed with the new world that had been shown to them. For Vincent it was a world of new possibilities, of magic and fairytales, where anything was possible, any future laid out for him then the one that had been expected at home. His father was of course glad to see his son so happy and when his son insisted he wished to attend Hogwarts he would never have been able to say anything but yes. Though his interest in this new world was far from naive, more then recognising an untapped market when he saw one, his father was perhaps the most excited his son had ever seen him when he sat calculating the exchange rate of pounds into galleons and realised the money to be made. With the aid of his son Bernard Sixsmith hopes to craft himself a position in the Wizarding World.

Finally Vincent boarded the Hogwarts Express for his first term. He arrived, a boy that was all to used to being looked at and respected only to receive a rather nasty shock indeed. The weight of his family and muggle money meant nothing here. He had gone from the very top of the hierarchy in the muggle world to the absolute rock bottom of the wizarding world. It took but a few days for the word ‘mudblood’ to make it’s self known to him and only a few more weeks to force him to the library to find a horror of wars and repression over blood status. For a while he was tempted to just pack his bags and leave. Bitter and angered that the world that had seemed so full of new possibilities could be so damn unfair. His classes, the thrill of actual magic, the thrill that he could actually do magic were the only things that kept him from leaving.

As the years of study passed the spoilt, pampered little Sixsmith began a gradual though most definite change. He gorged himself on any information he could find of the Wizarding World, most of his time spent with newspapers and books while keeping himself closely tied to the happenings in the Muggle World with letters from his father and attached newspapers. Within a few years the rich kid Sixsmith had vanished completely replaced with a deeply compassionate young man ready to change the world.

It had soon become clear to Vincent that he had no intention of following his father’s path into money. He wanted to help people. Something he had assumed would not go down well with his Father at all, however Bernard seemed to take the news rather well, perhaps more pleased with his sons further integration into the Wizarding World. A career as a St. Mungo’s healer had been an inevitable step for Vincent leading him in the years to come to be able to help the war effort, perhaps not in the same way as the warriors in the front lines but in his own way. While his father (somewhat to Vincent’s annoyance) gifted him a home in Godric’s Hollow when he first made the decision to move out on his own Vincent has since set himself on a path ensuring his own independence.

Having just finished his training as a healer Vincent is set on proving himself as a capable medical practitioner and finding his own specialist area to hone his future research in on. Already his work has allowed him to see the consequences of this looming war, the patients brought in after the last Werewolf attack on Hogsmeade have particularly shook him to the very bone. He knows that now more then ever is not the time to lay down and be silent and has taken to regularly writing papers and publicly condemning the daily prophet and Ministry over the ludicrous nature of the pureblood myth, the ineffectualness of muggle born, ‘beasts’ and muggle rights quite unaware especially as his father grows more prolific in the wizarding business world that he may be marking both of them with large targets. Whether this remains the case as new people enter his life and become of greater importance to him remains to be seen.

If war is good for anything it’s setting the stage for revolution.

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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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