Name: Raymond (Rei) Aline
Age: 80, but he appears to be in his early 20s
Species: Alien
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demisexual
Looks: His hair is black and almost reaches his feet. It is straight and often in a braid. On occasion, he adds a feather or two to it. His cheekbones are high and his face is thin. His eyes are brown. Of course, that's just his disguise. He's nothing dangerous, but he's creepy looking in his true form. He looks similar to a naked mole rat, but with grey skin and a sideways mouth and long, spindly fingers and flippers for feet.
The Way They Smell: incense and pine
Personality: He is spacey and has his head in the clouds 24/7. At least, it seems that way most of the time. Usually, he's analyzing modern human slang and technology and comparing the past to the present. Other times, he is attempting to wrap his head around how fast humans change. He has an unlimited amount of patience. It is actually impossible for him to lose his patience. Anger isn't part of his genome. However, he is lacking in the bravery department. Anxious is a word to describe him. He cares about the environment as much as any environmentalist. He will gladly pick up any litter he sees in the road. If he sees a stray animal, he can't help but take it with him. He may or may not smuggle a cat in his coat on occasion. Like a cat, he is overwhelmingly curious. If a voice comes from the woods, you can bet he's going to try to find the source.
Backstory: He was supposed to live on a reserve for 15 years to study the humans' ideas of peace...in the 1960s-70s. Within 5 months, he had joined a group of rebellious teenagers and hopped in the hippie van with them to travel to San Francisco. They never made it to San Francisco, but for them, all the joy was in the journey. Eventually, his fellow peace-lovers realized he wasn't aging and he had to bail. He was convinced the fringe jacket would come back in style after it faded away. He made a bet with his superiors that if the jackets did have a comeback, he could go back on Earth to study how the concept of peace had evolved. Surprisingly enough, he won the bet.
Dangerous Pets: A beige munchkin cat that is fiercely protective of him. His name is Beatrice.