Personality: Heine is, to put it simply, a jerk. He's rude to everyone, with very few exceptions, and he's not even the kind of jerk with a heart made of a gold. He puts intent behind every insult, though they amount of actual interest varies. He's apathetic, unsympathetic, and can be passively cruel. He would have walked past Nill if he hadn't noticed her wings, and even then he's reluctant to get close. People who try to become even casual acquaintances are usually insulted or ignored until they leave, and the people who try to get any closer have to deal with the same, even after or if they gain his trust. His attitude stems from both the results of the few times he placed his loyalties in one person or another during his time in the laboratory, and the harsh city in which he lives.
Because he's so hard to approach, the few who do make it past his barrier (more like general atmosphere) of prickliness are stuck inside it forever. Or at least until they do something really stupid. Heine does, in his own way, care about people. He just shows it by trying to take care of them without actually telling them that he's okay with them or anything remotely resembling communication. Then again, if he actually has some sort of emotional investment in their wellbeing, then it's likely they can tell what he won't say (e.g. Nill, who can communicate with him better than almost anyone, through verbally one-sided conversation).
Outside of his tiny, tiny circle of at-least amiable contacts, Heine is... well, not friendly. He hates the thought of being controlled, another effect of his past, and is liable to lash out at anyone who tries to restrain him. Being pitied or patronized is nearly as bad, because he has his own sense of pride — he knows he's pathetic in comparison to what Einsturzen wanted of him and what he thought he was destined to be, but he accepts it because it's still better than being under the mastery of anyone but himself. Heine is well aware of his situation and doesn't make the best of it, but he recognizes that it matches his temperament more than being contained.
In addition to just being flat-out rude, Heine is also, as mentioned, not nice. Not even on the inside. Nill is the only one who gets the slightest genuine smile from him, and that's partially because she reminds him of Lily, who was his anchor in the past. He would have ignored Nill if he hadn't noticed that she was genetically screwed up like he was, and it's likely that he wouldn't have regretted it either. He's a mercenary; he doesn't care about who he shoots, maims, and/or kills so long as it doesn't take too long, no one he kind-of-sort-of likes doesn't die, and he gets paid.
He does have a sense of humor, if terrible (Requiem for a Dream should not be remembered with an amused smile), that shows up at the most morbid of times. The 'black dog' or persona of the Kerberos spine is equally awful and markedly more vulgar and sexual, considering Heine's gynophobia. The 'black dog' is constantly bloodthirsty and almost hungry, advocating disemboweling evisceration, and general violence at pretty much all times. More concerning, maybe, is the fact that Heine sometimes agrees with it.
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Heine is, to put it simply, a jerk. He's rude to everyone, with very few exceptions, and he's not even the kind of jerk with a heart made of a gold. He puts intent behind every insult, though they amount of actual interest varies. He's apathetic, unsympathetic, and can be passively cruel. He would have walked past Nill if he hadn't noticed her wings, and even then he's reluctant to get close. People who try to become even casual acquaintances are usually insulted or ignored until they leave, and the people who try to get any closer have to deal with the same, even after or if they gain his trust. His attitude stems from both the results of the few times he placed his loyalties in one person or another during his time in the laboratory, and the harsh city in which he lives.
Because he's so hard to approach, the few who do make it past his barrier (more like general atmosphere) of prickliness are stuck inside it forever. Or at least until they do something really stupid. Heine does, in his own way, care about people. He just shows it by trying to take care of them without actually telling them that he's okay with them or anything remotely resembling communication. Then again, if he actually has some sort of emotional investment in their wellbeing, then it's likely they can tell what he won't say (e.g. Nill, who can communicate with him better than almost anyone, through verbally one-sided conversation).
Outside of his tiny, tiny circle of at-least amiable contacts, Heine is... well, not friendly. He hates the thought of being controlled, another effect of his past, and is liable to lash out at anyone who tries to restrain him. Being pitied or patronized is nearly as bad, because he has his own sense of pride — he knows he's pathetic in comparison to what Einsturzen wanted of him and what he thought he was destined to be, but he accepts it because it's still better than being under the mastery of anyone but himself. Heine is well aware of his situation and doesn't make the best of it, but he recognizes that it matches his temperament more than being contained.
In addition to just being flat-out rude, Heine is also, as mentioned, not nice. Not even on the inside. Nill is the only one who gets the slightest genuine smile from him, and that's partially because she reminds him of Lily, who was his anchor in the past. He would have ignored Nill if he hadn't noticed that she was genetically screwed up like he was, and it's likely that he wouldn't have regretted it either. He's a mercenary; he doesn't care about who he shoots, maims, and/or kills so long as it doesn't take too long, no one he kind-of-sort-of likes doesn't die, and he gets paid.
He does have a sense of humor, if terrible (Requiem for a Dream should not be remembered with an amused smile), that shows up at the most morbid of times. The 'black dog' or persona of the Kerberos spine is equally awful and markedly more vulgar and sexual, considering Heine's gynophobia. The 'black dog' is constantly bloodthirsty and almost hungry, advocating disemboweling evisceration, and general violence at pretty much all times. More concerning, maybe, is the fact that Heine sometimes agrees with it.