Dante Tarek

Dante Tarek has a lean, efficient build, shaped by years of training and a lifetime of discipline. He stands around six feet tall, carrying himself with quiet confidence and controlled precision. His posture is always straight-backed, his movements measured, never wasted. His presence is commanding without being intimidating, marked by an air of quiet observation. His blue eyes shift in tone, appearing stormy gray in dim light and piercing azure in brighter settings, giving him a gaze that is both intense and distant. His dark hair is neatly kept but often tousled, as if he runs a hand through it absentmindedly when deep in thought. His complexion is lightly tanned, a lingering effect of his upbringing on Mars rather than deep-space travel. Though physically fit, he prioritizes precision over brute force, built more for endurance and calculated movement rather than overwhelming strength. His expressions though are subtle, rarely exaggerated, rarely careless, yet those who know him well can see the tension in his jaw, the weight of responsibility in his eyes.