OOC: Room for one more? ^.^
Name: Wesley Valentine
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: (See attachment) He stands at about five foot nine, weighs about 150 pounds.
Digivice color(s): Black and White
Digi partner: Patamon
Other: Tends to act more sensibly than most his age, but when the situation calls for it, he is more than willing to rush in and hope for the best. Despite his somewhat flirty demeanor, he is actually quite shy. He is also very protective of his friends, and given a chance, would sacrifice himself to allow them to escape from a bad situation.
IC:
Wesley raced down the street, with Patamon barely keeping pace with him. "Where the hell is that school...?" he muttered. He hadn't lived here long, so he was having dificulty finding the place.
"Take a left up here!" Patamon cried.
As Wes turned the corner, he was nearly blown off his feet by the blast from Zyphyrmon's attack. "Um... Wrong way..?" he said, freezing in his tracks in the middle of the debris.
Name: Wesley Valentine
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: (See attachment) He stands at about five foot nine, weighs about 150 pounds.
Digivice color(s): Black and White
Digi partner: Patamon
Other: Tends to act more sensibly than most his age, but when the situation calls for it, he is more than willing to rush in and hope for the best. Despite his somewhat flirty demeanor, he is actually quite shy. He is also very protective of his friends, and given a chance, would sacrifice himself to allow them to escape from a bad situation.
IC:
Wesley raced down the street, with Patamon barely keeping pace with him. "Where the hell is that school...?" he muttered. He hadn't lived here long, so he was having dificulty finding the place.
"Take a left up here!" Patamon cried.
As Wes turned the corner, he was nearly blown off his feet by the blast from Zyphyrmon's attack. "Um... Wrong way..?" he said, freezing in his tracks in the middle of the debris.