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SEXUALITY: Until now, he would have sworn heterosexual up and down. But now he's not so sure...
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Not applicable
BEST FRIEND: Horatio

BIRTH LOCATION: Eagle Nest, NM

FAMILY:
Lieutenant Major Preston Wright - Father (disappeared, first wave)
Mary-Anne Wright nee Galloway - Mother (disappeared, first wave)
Zachary "Zack" Wright - Older brother (fate unknown)
Jared Wright - Older brother (fate unknown)
Marcus Wright - Older brother (fate unknown)
John "Jack" Wright - Older brother (fate unknown)

TRIBE: The Noble Hearts

TIME WITH TRIBE: Since its beginning

JOB WITHIN TRIBE: Co-Leader

APPEARANCE:
Orion is what most people consider to be attractive. He doesn't think much on the subject either way. He stands at a good 6'3" in height and weighs somewhere between 180 and 190 pounds, with a good amount of it being muscle. A great amount of training and exercise has left his body toned and he does his best to upkeep that, if only for the sake of staying fit and healthy so that he may do his job. His hair is brown and he generally keeps it long. His eyes are hazel, flirting the line between brown and green more often than not. His clothes are simple, mostly consisting of jeans and t-shirts. Like anyone else with the current state of the world, he generally wears whatever he comes by.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS:
He has a few scars from his travels, but nothing major.

PLAYED-BY: Jason Behr

PERSONAL STRENGTHS: Knows how to be level-headed in a stressful or tumultuous situation, has a strong desire to protect those that he cares about, good moral values, generally caring individual, good with things involving physical strength, likes to think at least two steps ahead

PERSONAL WEAKNESSES: Tends to keep negative emotions to himself, can be manipulated through threat or harm to Horatio, Ophelia or others of the Noble Hearts, sometimes overly dedicated to proving his worth, temper

PERSONAL SKILLS/TRAINING: Grade school and high school education, training in boot camp for the Armed forces, Proficient in hunting, fishing and foraging

GREATEST AMBITION: To protect what he cares about

DETAILED PERSONALITY:
One could easily say that there is only one dimension to Orion's personality. Other may argue that there are multiple facets that you just can't see from the surface alone. The truth of it is, those who'd argue the second point would be correct. Though there is a very prominent part of him that may seem to overshadow the rest of his personality, he is not such a simple individual.

More than anything, there are two very prominent traits that you'll notice about him. Firstly, he is nothing if not a protector. From the time he was very small, he never understood how people could live only for themselves. How some people could just stand by and watch as other people got hurt. When his father's state deteriorated and the abuse, both verbal and physical, began, he simply couldn't understand how his older brothers could stand by and let their own mother be treated the way she was. Orion didn't even care about himself. He just wanted to protect his mother. That instinct and desire to protect runs deep in him and it applies to all of those whom he cares about the most. He will do whatever is within his power in order to make sure that those he cares about are safe.

Beneath his nature as a protector, you will also find that Orion has a deep-seated need to prove his worth. Though he spent many years trying to convince himself that the thoughts and feelings of his older brothers and his father didn't matter, there was still something in him that wished for them to look upon him with favor. To treat him like he wasn't a hindrance. He will deny it from here to high heaven now, but he still wishes to prove his worth. His effort to prove that knows no bounds.

Behind the somewhat stony-faced exterior, Orion does have the capacity to care. He is kind-hearted and capable of sympathy. And his moral values run deep. It just doesn't tend to show outwardly to people who don't know him well enough. Around his group he is much more light-hearted than he may appear to others. Conversely, however, he does keep his negative emotions locked away from everyone, including his best friend. Orion keeps these feelings to himself for the sake of not burdening others with them.

Though he can keep rather level-headed when things take a turn for the worse, he does have a bit of a problem with his temper. When someone he cares about is at risk, his anger tends to fuel his actions. He doesn't see as clearly and doesn't conduct himself in the way that he usually does. It's something that he's ashamed of, considering all he's done to develop a sense of discipline, but he also believes that if his anger-fueled actions are the only things standing between a threat and those that he wants to protect...well, then the temper is free to reign.

HISTORY:
Orion's beginning was a simple one. He also so happened to be a surprise.

Lieutenant Major Preston Wright had been a military man ever since he finished his final year of high school. Instead of heading for college like others in his class, he chose to devote himself to the defense of the country that he loved. His long-time girlfriend at the time, Mary-Anne Galloway, was afraid for him. And she had every right to be. But in order to ease her worries, he made her a promise before he headed off to boot camp a week after graduation. He promised to marry her. And he did. Once he got back from boot camp, he made Mary-Anne Galloway his wife. Sure, everyone thought they were marrying too young, but they didn't care. Their relationship only solidified as they started to have children. Early, of course. In the course of four consecutive years, they had four sons. Family money was enough to keep the couple afloat and they were happy. Even if Preston had to go overseas on deployments, he always came back.

Their life had a happy pattern too it as their sons grew. But then, there came a surprise. They'd thought they were finished having children, but Mary-Anne eventually found that she was pregnant again. It was another son. And though he was a surprise, she was endeared to him just as easily. She named him after her husband, and readily sent letters and pictures overseas so that Preston Sr. could see his son. At first, it promised to be a joyous occasion. But the surprise and happiness over having another child got the best of Preston Sr. He got hurt badly because of his lack of concentration, and was immediately shipped home.

Though much of the damage to his body was fixed, he was left with limited movement and motor skills in his left arm and leg. He couldn't serve anymore. And that, more than anything, seemed like someone was stealing away his purpose in life. Still, he believed that he could cope. And he tried. He tried to be a good father to his final son and to continue being a great father to the rest of his sons as well. Mary-Anne was concerned, but convinced herself that her worry was for nothing.

It was evident that Preston Jr., often called by his middle name, Elijah, was a sweet boy. His smile brightened up the beginnings of a looming cloud in the Wright home. He grew from an agreeable infant to a wonderful young boy. School for him nearly always went well. His grades were good, and his teachers often praised the boy's sense of morals. He would often protect the victims of bullying. His interventions almost never got violent. And when asked why he did it, he'd say that there was just no reason to pick on someone just because they were smaller than you. Mary-Anne was terribly proud and for a while, Preston Sr. was pleased as well. Though as time passed, he started to expect more from the boy. Having seen four sons grow up, he wanted to see even better things from the fifth. Elijah just wanted to make his father happy...to prove that he was just the same as all his older brothers. But no matter what he did, it never seemed like enough. He kept his head up, though. He was confident that things would get better. But they didn't.

The lack of his passion ate away at Preston Sr. over time. Elijah looked up to his father. But he was scared at the look in his father's eyes at times. And the treatment from his older brothers didn't make it any better. They didn't feel like Elijah counted, in a way. They were all tough on him just like their father was. Still, Elijah took it in stride. At least...until his father started to take to drink. Alcohol and anger never had a history of meshing well, and the case of Preston Sr. was no exception. He went on and on about feeling useless because he could no longer serve his country. With Elijah being the only son left in the house, it was inevitable that he became an outlet for the verbal abuse. And later...the physical. Elijah took it in hopes that his father would come to his senses and realize that there was nothing wrong with having admirably served in the past and moving on with his life now. But that never happened.

Elijah moved onto high school and was caught between getting himself into activities and sports to get out of the house or dedicating his time to making sure things didn't get worse with his father. He chose the latter for fear of his father hurting his mother. But it was also the road that lead to more abuse. He'd come into school with black eyes some days and bruises on others. School sports weren't an excuse because he didn't participate in them and the instances were too frequent to attribute to too many other things. The guidance counselor brought him in and asked if he was being abused at home. Elijah adamantly said no. He insisted that his brothers just liked to rough house, and being the youngest, he got the brunt of it most times.

After that, he was careful to hide what he could and to find out the best way to navigate his father's bouts of anger. His mother, though, knew exactly what was going on. She wanted her son to be out of the house more so as not to have to deal with his father's anger. So she made a call to a friend who worked with the Noble Heart Theater. She set Elijah up to do some volunteering there. He protested initially, but she continued to push the issue. He just...he couldn't say no to her. So he started going to the theater to volunteer, albeit begrudgingly. He wasn't really inclined toward the arts, so he wasn't sure that he'd be that useful. But manual labor was always something useful. He was put to work moving set pieces and backstage equipment.

It was at the theater that he first met Sam Ravensdale. At first, he'd thought the guy was a little odd, considering how terribly wrapped up in the theater he was. But they struck up conversation and it was actually pretty nice. After some time volunteering, he grew used to talking with Sam to pass the time. They went to the same school and Elijah would see him around in the halls. But it was on one school day in particular that he saw some football jocks picking on Sam after school had let out. They were heckling him and even threatening him. Elijah couldn't help but step in to try and defend someone that he was starting to think of as a friend. The encounter didn't come without injury, of course, but he managed to deck the one jock in the mouth to the point where he gave up. His friend went right with him.

After that, Sam and Elijah became unlikely best friends.

Even with the good things happening in his life, there were other things happening behind closed doors.

The abuse at home spread to his mother eventually, and Elijah gave up caring about getting hurt himself. His father could do what he liked to him, but seeing his mother hurt just made him angry beyond belief. He'd do whatever he could to protect her...even if it meant stepping in front of her himself and taking the punishment. He did it willingly and gladly, all the while condemning his father and his brothers for doing nothing to stop it. As the years past and he grew more and more to understand his father, Elijah pleaded with his mother. He asked her to leave and get herself away from the torment. But Mary-Anne simply replied that she couldn't. She loved Preston with all of her heart, and no amount of physical pain could ever measure up to her heart breaking over her husband's state.

As much as he didn't want to, Elijah felt like he had to give up on it all. His father wouldn't ever get back to the being the honorable man that he'd been. His mother was too blind to look out for her own well-being. And his brothers, despite being older, bigger and stronger did absolutely nothing to intervene. It was sickening, really. It was more than simple to resign himself to the fact that he had to leave. He had to get away from there. He had to get out of Eagle Nest. Enlisting with the military seemed like a logical option. He could honor the man that his father had been and protect and serve others. He was entirely ready to enlist right after graduation. But when he heard that Sam had gotten accepted to a school of the arts in New York...he just couldn't do it. Over the years of high school, he'd grown attached to his best friend. Enlisting would keep them far apart. So...Elijah decided to follow Sam to New York. But before he left, he decided to take care of things at home once and for all.

Preston Sr. was arrested for domestic abuse. Mary-Anne was heartbroken, but Elijah was sure that one day, she'd come to forgive her son for what he'd done. With the image of his mother's crying face weighing in his mind, he made the move to New York with Sam. It was...different there, to say the least. When they got there, he applied to NYU for the Spring semester and looked around for work. The job he got was simple. Bouncer for a club. He worked a few nights a week. And on the nights he didn't work, Sam was generally dragging him out to some party or another. It was sort of fun at first. But then Sam started having one night stands. For a reason that he couldn't really explain, Elijah was bothered by it. Jealous, even. And as it continually happened, that feeling never went away. It grew rooted more deeply. Elijah started thinking about Sam more and more. While he was working, while he was home alone...even when he started classes in the Spring. There wasn't really an explanation for it...until Elijah came to terms with the fact that he was in love. He didn't say anything about it. He couldn't. Even after he kissed Sam one night after a party. Sam had been so drunk that he wasn't likely to remember and Elijah just hadn't been able to help himself. He'd wanted to know what it was like, even if it was only just once.

He pushed his feelings down and tried to continue with life as usual. It wasn't bad at all living with Sam. What made it difficult was tension. But when ignored (or at least when ignored to the best of his ability) things were fine. But everything was thrown off-kilter when the first disappearances began. He'd been at home at the time, not all knowing what was going on until he started watching the news. One of the anchors literally disappeared out of her chair. It couldn't have been a hoax, considering the genuine shock and fear in the eyes of the co-anchor. He tried to call Sam right away to make sure he was alright, but the call didn't go through. It was hours before Sam got home, looking a bit worse for wear. In the days after, they stayed in their apartment. Elijah eventually received word that both of his parents had disappeared, though he didn't hear anything about his brothers. It was hard not to break down, but he locked everything negative away and didn't express it. He had to be strong for Sam. Things calmed down eventually, and he got things together so that he and Sam could fly back to Eagle Nest.

With nowhere else to go, he moved into the theater with Sam and his family. There wasn't any business to be had, so people kept busy doing odd jobs around the theater or watching TV for more news of what was going on. It continued on like that until the second wave of disappearances came around. All hell broke loose, so they locked themselves inside of the theater for safety's sake. But that didn't stop things when Sam Sr. ventured out to repair a window. The man was murdered over a hammer. A hammer. It was awful. And as if things couldn't get worse, the biggest cities in the country were brought down by bombs.

It was chaos at its truest. He helped Sam and Sabine bury their father and did his best to ensure things kept going with the theater. Windows were boarded up, weapons were collected and food was stored up. It was important that everyone remain safe and sane during a time of such insanity. He looked out for everyone's well-being. Most especially Sam's. After all, someone had to help force him to break away from the little repairs on the theater and get some sleep and something to eat.

Time passed and the city came under the control of a group of women called the Lost Girls. They were tough, not to be underestimated. A representative from the tribe eventually came to demand tribute. At first, Sam outright refused. But a loaded gun, along with his sister's pleading and Orion's silent glances were enough to change his mind. The theater would remain under Sam's control so long as proper tribute was given to the Lost Girls.

Six months later, things with the agreement changed. They were unable to come up with enough to give to the Lost Girls. Everyone was forced to begin working in the city in order to appease. Elijah (who'd by then taken to going by Orion, the constellation of strength) fell in for manual labor in order to keep things going.

More people have come in and the theater is doing better. The Noble Hearts, as they've come to be called, put on three shows a year, normally. Things are looking better. Orion's simply hoping that they stay that way.