Kyle Doran

First things first, Kyle is large. He's tall with broad shoulders and he does his best to make sure you know it. He's the type of guy to laugh at anyone smaller than him, who'll flex off his muscles and tell you just how much he lifts- that's just who he is.

Another thing? He takes great pride in his bushy beard.

It extends a good twenty centimeters off his face, with luscious curls and quite clearly cleaner than a shirt fresh out of the washing machine. You might be able to catch him combing it when he thinks you aren't looking, worrying over the smallest unaligned hair. He'd never admit to it, though.


Something you might notice is the scars he's accumulated on his face and neck- and they each have their own over the top four hour long story accompanying them. If he catches even a small glance at them, be it the one on his right cheek, or across his nose, or even the large claw mark going down the left bit of his neck, be sure that he'll rope you into his tragic adventure where he slayed some mighty beast.


The thing with Kyle is that, no matter how much he'll go one about his appearance, with his apparently 100% naturally silky hair, or his toned muscles that totally don't consume the majority of his life, if you're "cool" enough to befriend him, you might realise that there's more behind the bod.

Oh, yeah he's still an egotistical jerk, no lies here, but at least he isn't just muscle talk.

The dude has reasons for joining the Courier Service and it most certainly isn't about the pay.