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━O L I V E R
( ♛ ) ollie ×× 16 ( viii/v ) × male × silk-maker apprentice━
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Wild-haired and wide-eyed, Ollie hums with quiet, but perpetual energy, constantly in motion. While his eyes radiate with warmth, there is nothing soft or fuzzy about them. They are sharp and vibrant in their own manner, always gleaming with an emotion which lies somewhere in between happiness and nostalgia, eyes which know that they are hated by the world but have learned not to care so much that it drives them into the dust. His frame is slight, but don't be fooled: the boy may never be the winner in a boxing match, but he sure can run like hell.
( ♛ ) red ×× loyal × romantic × ambitious × stubborn━
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Oliver Wei would like to remind you that he can protect himself just fine, thank you very much. Despite the fact that the sight of Ollie brings out an urge to coo, or ruffle his hair, or, if you're one of those types, both, he is neither as delicate nor as innocent as he may look.
Far from it. Oliver is a red, and while he may live the majority of his day in the glamour of silvers, while he is surrounded by beautiful things and creates beautiful things, his life is one that has endured because of the sacrifice and misery of others, and he isn't keen on forgetting it. His bedridden father, his arthritic mother, his older sister off at war and his younger brother tending the shop━ their lives are the cornerstone of his every dream, his every step, his every stitch. When his vision blurs and his fingers shake and his breath catches, refusing to let go, the ugliness of the life he lives is what keeps him going.
Because Ollie is going to get out. Goddammit, he's going to pull himself out of poverty and his sister out of the war and his father out of bed and his mother from her chair and his little brother won't have to do this, he won't have to break his back or his fingers or his anything just so they won't all starve to death. Why does Ollie appreciate beauty? Why does he cling to it? Because he knows the ugly. He knows the cracked and the wretched and the forsaken━ and gods be damned, if he doesn't get out now, that'll be him one day, fighting just to breathe, just to exist.
Oliver Wei has never been one to sugarcoat things He is startlingly authentic especially when it's brutal. Lies won't be able to save him, but the truth just might━ if he finds it in time.
Ollie's story is not uncommon. By the time Ollie was born, his father was already a broken man. The war had already stolen his right leg, three of his fingers, and part of his sanity. The neighbors had already doled out their pity, leaving Julia Wei the sole provider of the household. Gone from dawn till dusk, she would go to work before her children woke up and come back as they were getting ready for bed. When Carson came, she started coming home long after they had fallen asleep.
They survived, just barely, as most reds are apt to do. When Allison became old enough to tag along with her mother, they scraped enough money to get a permanent booth at the markets. And when Oliver and Carson insisted on coming along too, Oliver caught his first glimpse of silk, leaving the family to scrape again, this time, for a needle and some thread.
The day Ollie learned to sew was the day things began to change. The boy who had driven teachers to tears with his inability to stay still finally found something to capture his attention long enough to not only learn, but to master. As the embroideries became more elaborate and the cloths more elegent, the customers became more frequent and for the first time in a long time, the Weis were comfortable.
Seventeen days after Ollie turned fifteen his sister left for the war. Moments before she left, she pressed a small tin rattling with coins to Ollie's chest, not as a gift, but as a plea. Not Carson.
Three days later, Ollie started working at the palace. Before, Oliver was driven by his own talent. Now, he is driven by something greater, not a want, but a need. In his sixteen years, few good things have come Oliver Wei's way (pun not intended). But if things go according to Ollie's plan, perhaps that can change. If there isn't a path to success, Ollie is determined to sew one into existence. After all, what does he have to lose?( ♛ ) father ×× jin-huang wei × 47 × alive
( ♛ ) mother ×× julia wei × 43 × alive
( ♛ ) sister ×× allison wei × 19× unknown
( ♛ ) brother ×× carson wei × 14 × alive
