Marson

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Meet Marson, your typical high-school guy... apparently.

By all appearances, there's not much unusual about him. He's got some odd hair colors, sure, and his eyes are a bit different, but so what? It looks good on him. You'd suspect him of being one of those people who dye their hair... he's NOT one, though.

Marson Jeffries is an exchange student from somewhere no one's quite sure about... They can't seem to remember the name of the place, or where it is, or anything like that. It's a bit of a mystery, but more of a headache for the school bureaucracy. He just doesn't quite fit, but for some reason they can never expel him, or anything like that. And frankly, it has them all frustrated. They've given up by now, at least.

in any case... he's a bit of an odd one. He doesn't act out much in class, but he's semi-popular with pretty much everyone, for some reason or another. The girls seem to like him, though he doesn't really display very much interest.... and the one girl he tried dating quit the school shortly after. Perhaps there's a connection?

In any case.. YOU now what his difference is, or you at least have an inkling. After all, you can see him with his wings out.

He is, simply put, half-angel. The illegitimate offspring of a mortal and a lesser angel who succumbed to her charms, Marson is.... well, clearly different. He's sort of... an outcast, at least on his father's side. After all, he's the child of sin! They're just lucky that his dad didn't have the power to impregnate a woman with the next messiah. Boy, would THAT have been awkward!

As things stand, though, he's clearly different. His mother adores him, of course, and most girls seem at least SOMEWHAT attracted to him, but that could just be because of what he is. He's a bit wary of revealing himself, you see... And then there's his hunger to contend with, too.

More than once, he's eaten a friend, or relative. He doesn't MEAN to, really... or he doesn't mean them harm, at least. Still... it's a bit worrying when you're eying your mother like a choice cut of meat. She's gone down his throat, among other places, more than once, to their mutual delight... even being digested once. She reformed, though they're not sure how... but it makes things interesting.

Pity about that one girlfriend, though. She was so tasty, but so easily scared off....