Written by Levi since 06 Dec 2024, 01:42
There is a certain clinical satisfaction in seeing just how bad things can get.

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Introduction

About

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Anthony Boyle

Visible Age

Mid 30s

Hair

Slightly shaggy brunette

Eyes

Dark brown

Height

5'7"

Build

Slim
Appearance

Notable Features

☘ Brown eyes that have been described as 'sad' or 'angry a bit too often for his liking

☘ Usually dresses in good quality but plain clothing

☘ Irish (Belfast) accent that's well-hidden behind a rather generic London accent; only comes to the forefront when he's well angry

☘ Myriad small scars, mostly on his hands and showing a history of many split eyebrows and lips

☘ Several tattoos, including a often-renewed triplet of dots (⁖) on the web of his left hand, a green snake impaled upon a pike (reminiscent of a violent version of the Rod of Asclepius) on his right forearm, matching sparrows on both collarbones, and a snake that coils up his left thigh and has its head ending on his cock

Personal Style

Tim dresses neatly and conservatively, choosing plain clothing that is of as good make as he can afford, and tailored well for his body. It isn't his job to be flashy, and he very much embraces that philosophy with his appearance. Neat, always, but never pretentious or ostentatious – even if he could afford it.

He does have quite the dress-up wardrobe after a few years in the Special Irish Branch, though, and is more than willing to dress the part as necessary while undercover – whatever that entails.
Tim Anderson

Occupation

Detective Inspector

Social Class

Property

☘ A small but high-quality and cozy apartment in Islington that is his 'real' home, when he's not undercover; affordable largely only because of the allowance his adoptive parents still pay him.

☘ A small and very low-quality apartment in Whitechapel, courtesy of his undercover identity. Still kept as neat and tidy as his real home, but suffers from the kinds of pests and problems one would expect of an East End apartment on the cheap side.

☘ A surprisingly large collection of books of all kinds: Fiction, biographies, histories, penny dreadfuls, and so on. Kept meticulously organized by author, never loaned out, and guarded as carefully as a dragon might guard its hoard.

☘ A truncheon, well broken in, with his initials carved into the butt of it; his first, which has saved his life and the lives of his fellow constables many a time.

☘ A wide manner of tools for his trade; lockpicks, disguises, and so on, kept primarily at his real apartment. Some comes with him undercover, though nothing so damning as to out him, should his East End apartment be searched by unkind hands.

Relationship Status

Secretly Involved
Circumstances

Currently

Tim has been assigned to investigate the rising tensions between the Greenstreet Gang and the Black Powder Gang. Of special interest is any connection the Greenstreet Gang may have to Irish republican interests, and any connection they might have to the 1887 Fenian plot against the Queen, and sporadic bombing that has been rocking the city for a few years now. This task has somewhat been complicated by the recent development of becoming involved with Rosie Wilkes, leader of the Black Powder Gang and notable Non-Enjoyer Of The Irish.

Health & Capabilities

Though his frame is slim, Tim has a wiry strength and is overall a very hale man. Never one to shy from violence, he's extremely willing to weather blows if it means landing plenty of his own. He fights smarter than harder, though, and his frame and experiences don't lend themselves to absurd feats of strength.

Socioeconomics

Though he's come a far distance from his humble beginnings, Tim only makes about £1.75 a week; not much more than the average constable's wage, on the low end of average. He doesn't spend much of it, and at his mother's insistence often still receives aid from his (adoptive) parents. What money Tim does spend, he focuses on investing in higher-quality clothing or equipment, so that it lasts him longer.

Skills & Talents

☘ While he won't win any awards for his technique, Tim is an excellent fighter in the way that only experience can teach. He does not fight fair; he does not expect to fight without being injured. When he fights, it is with full intention to cause harm, and he will do so with very little hesitation and no guilt.

☘ After several years with the Special Irish Branch, Tim is well-versed in the methods of espionage and counter-terrorism that the SIB uses. He knows how to lie extremely convincingly, knows how to watch his back and keep from being followed, can pick most locks... He's a regular 1888 James Bond, sans a license to kill.

☘ Can tie a cherry stem into a knot with his tongue, which he thinks is a neat party trick.

Present Relationships

ADOPTIVE FAMILY
☘ Harold & Eliza Anderson — Commissioner of the London Metropolitan Police, Harold and his wife made something of a rehabilitation project of Tim, turning him into the man he is today, and in the process unofficially adopting him as a son. While this relationship is something that Tim keeps very quiet, it has undoubtedly and greatly benefited his career.
☘ Lee Anderson — adoptive brother, 36; professor of mathematics
☘ Winifred (Winnie) Anderson — adoptive sister, 33; unwed, bluestocking

Ambrose Wilkes — an unlikely illicit relationship that manifested from a misunderstanding. Extremely dangerous for them both, but that hardly seems to discourage either of them.
He/him ∙ Male

Nationality

Irish

Nicknames

Tim

Archetype

The Orphan

Sexuality

Bisexual
Identity

Hobbies

☘ Reading — particularly fiction, but he isn't too picky; reading something a bit boring is better to him than not reading at all. He does have a habit still of his lips moving as he reads, and using a finger to keep his place in sentences; a hold-over from his late coming to literacy.

☘ Painting — a hobby that he's rarely had time to pursue, and one he also generally keeps private due to perceiving it as unmanly. Watercolors are his favored medium, and nature settings, but he has an interest in learning more of oils and in painting people.

☘ Boxing — an affection born from more freedom to treat it like a hobby, not his career, nowadays.

☘ Card games — Tim enjoys low-stakes gambling, usually with friends; it doesn't even have to be money that they're gambling for, but he finds it a very pleasurable way to pass the time regardless.

Habits & Routines

☘ Tim starts every day with, at the very minimum, a quick rinse of his parts and pieces. On days that he can spare the time, he will visit a bathhouse for a proper wash. Cleanliness is extremely important to him, and some form of daily cleanse is absolutely required.

☘ With very few exceptions, Tim always has a book on his person. Even if it's just a penny dreadful or some other slim novel, the man simply refuses to go without.

☘ Otherwise, he tries to keep from forming habits. Habits are an excellent way to get caught and killed. He goes out of his way to vary the routes he takes to places, will pause in shops or otherwise give himself opportunities to check for a tail, and in general can be quite paranoid about his privacy (for very good reason).

Personality

Nothing describes Tim so much as a street dog who, in spite of being well-beaten, continually searches for the slightest crumb of kindness in others. He defaults to anger and defensiveness, especially with strangers, and in general carries quite a lot of anger inside of his heart. To those that show him kindness and generosity, though, he is an ardent defender and becomes slavishly devoted. He is a man whom life has wounded quite thoroughly, and while he will always carry a chip on his shoulder, he has worked to prove to himself and others that he is far more than what he appears, and has become far better than his birth ordained him to be.

Date of Birth

25 December 1853

Past Relationships

PARENTS
Patrick MacCleary - b. 1820
Moira MacCleary - b. 1821, d. 1884

SIBLINGS
Peter MacCleary - b. 1838
Rachel MacCleary - b. 1839
Andrew MacCleary - b. 1841
James MacCleary - b. 1842
Philip MacCleary - b. 1844, d. 1860
Bartholomew MacCleary - b. 1846
Matthew MacCleary - b. 1847
Thomas MacCleary - b. 1849, d. 1884
Simon MacCleary - b. 1851
Thaddeus MacCleary - b. 1854, d. 1866
Mary Margaret MacCleary - b. 1854, d. 1884
Background

History

The story starts not for Timothy Anderson, but Timothy MacCleary. Born in the slums of Belfast, Ireland, as the almost-youngest of far too many children to a pair of Irish Catholics, his life was ill-fated from his first breath. Most of his very young days were spent being cared for by his eldest sister, striving for the barest crumbs of his mother's affection, and generally being a bit under-foot.

When he got old enough – that is, when he was five or six – he joined his family working in the near-by textile mills. It was a horrible experience for him; the loud machines, the dangerous accidents, and finally the death of his older brother because of one of those accidents, all resulted in him leaving the mills when he was about nine years old. For a few years he was a wild thing, running about Belfast, one of many young boys doing so and causing all kinds of havoc and violence.

A job opportunity in London brought the family from the tenements of Belfast to the slums of Limehouse when Tim was 11, and while things improved a bit, the bounteous fortune that Patrick MacCleary had been promised never manifested. Instead he still had many mouths to feed, a proposition made all the more difficult as he took more and more to the drink – leaving fewer and fewer pennies for food and rent.

In his search for a method to contribute that didn't include returning to the factories, Tim ended up coming upon the gang that ruled over their street. The Greenstreet Gang was a small-time group, Irish immigrants all, but they were the family that Tim had never had, even with the size of his actual family. All too soon he fell in completely with them, and was a fully blooded member within a few months of joining, at the tender age of 12.

Two years later, his younger brother Thaddeus – Tad – had become entirely enamored with the group. In spite of Tim's best efforts to keep him out of the gang, and out of danger, a street fight with another gang resulted in Tad's death. Tim was blamed for it, both by the rest of the family and himself, and as a result was disowned by his family. He began living with the gang, often sleeping out on the street, and often going without.

Things changed for him through pure dumb luck and happenstance. Whitechapel had never proven very profitable, and so he took himself to central London, to try his luck with the gentry and such. With his luck, not only was he immediately caught by the first man whose pockets his hands wandered into, but the man who caught him was the division chief of Whitehall. By all measure, Harold Anderson should have had Tim taken into police custody, where he would have no doubt been sentenced to hard labor. Instead, the man took the errant young man under his wing.

It was Harold who taught Tim how to read; his wife, Eliza, who taught him how to comport himself as appropriate for polite society. It was their money that paid for tutors and clothing, and it was their two children that welcomed Tim in as an adoptive sibling. It was Harold's own encouragement that led him to change his surname, albeit unofficially. In the Andersons Timothy found stability and acceptance that had long since been denied him in his actual family.

Because of his adoptive father, Tim became a constable at the age of 19. While Harold remained hands off as far as shepherding his adopted son's career, Tim nonetheless still benefited from that connection somewhat. He spent just about ten years as a constable, spending the majority of it in Whitechapel. It was an uncomfortable thing, given his associations with the Greenstreet Gang, but he most often steered well clear of the streets he had grown up on.

In 1883, with the formation of the Special Irish Branch, Tim did use his father's connections to arrange a meeting with the to-be chief of the group, Cruickshanks. Taking one hell of a leap of faith, he divulged his family's Irish Republican connections, and requested to join the group. His request was approved, and he's spent the last four or so years working to help curtail Irish Republican activity in London. Undercover more often than not, he's also used that as an excuse to forestall Eliza Anderson's less and less subtle attempts to see him married. The Andersons might be gentry, but Tim is not, and more than that are his disobliging career and temperament.

As of the beginning of 1888, he is undercover and working to infiltrate the Greenstreet Gang to learn more about their new leadership and goals.

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