DARCIO CEREBUS DAVEY OF THE BADLANDS | "dark friend"
・゚✧ ☾ "Ooh, here besides the news / Of holy war and holy need / Ours is just a little sorrowed talk"
Sharply clad is Darcio C. Davey, the politely reserved father of a rebellious young adult and former military vet of a world that hadn't completely fallen into the darkness that later consumed it. A detective before the blackout, the man is often formally dressed in black-and-white attire, his face aging like fine wine as the hairs on the side of his head become lighter as the years go by. He's exactly forty years of age at the moment, and was raised in a traditionally conservative family as a child, which resulted in him becoming a particularly quiet, repressed man that carefully toed the line between the black and white world around him, falling into a morally grey area one would consider popular today. A neutral character, he is more keen to follow a cause that has more pros than cons,
not if it supports the greater good. After dealing in law enforcement for more than a few years, the criminals he'd dealt with shaped his mind to become something swarmier and darker than he appears on the outside. He's never without a pistol lodged securely in the notch of his belt, hidden by the coat that rests on his heavy shoulders.
Darcio isn't a bad man, but he isn't someone you would consider good - he finds loopholes in rules and exploits them for what they are, and uses whatever he can to gain the upper hand over people he dislikes. In his days of being a detective, he'd oft use the dirtiest of criminals to snuff out the others, in a sort of deal that managed to get him in high places. The born and bred New Yorker isn't one to screw around with without having a plan ahead of time, and even then tends to be two steps ahead whoever he's dueling against. Old fashioned as all hell, the brute follows the rules when they do suit him, and can even remain in a painfully composed posture in stressful situations, never unnecessarily freaking out - or at least never displaying it for everyone to see.
When Darcio was in the military, he'd been overseas for whatever reason and got caught up in the UK. He met a fine dame there who he was immediately taken with, and soon, they were coupled in some hotel bedroom. Nine months later and he's back in America, being given a child born from a mother who was too weak to live much longer. He names him Julian, after his mother Julia, and after that, Darcio refrained from taking another woman for the next twenty years. His son was his utmost concern, and despite the invitations, he denied them no matter what. It should be said that he might be pansexual, but because of his roots displays a very firm opinion on the matter of homosexuality that shan't be moved, even though his son is gay himself. He doesn't view it as a sin, but he does view it as something a little darker than what could be shared with a woman. A little more chaotic, perhaps, and dirty. That doesn't stop him from being attracted to the same sex, but he's less likely to act on it than he is with a woman.