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◎ 𝙻𝙴𝚃'𝚂 𝙳𝙾 𝙰 𝚆𝙴𝙸𝚁𝙳 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶.

WHAT THEY SMELL LIKE.

Exactly what you’d expect a high-end businessman living in the lap of luxury to smell like. Roman never goes anywhere without applying good cologne first, generally preferring stronger, more ‘masculine’ aromas with undertones of citrus, salt and cedar. These scents he finds invigorating, their refreshing fragrances helping to cover up more unpleasant odours he might accrue by the end of the day. During nights he’s been very busy, you can expect a much more metallic edge consisting of blood, gunmetal, smoke and leather.

HOW THEY SLEEP. SLEEPING POSITION. SCHEDULE. ETC…

Below average given his level of activity and stress. Roman is a poor sleeper and is considered lucky to get a whole six hours in. He sleeps lightly on and off throughout the day, catnapping during quieter moments so he can power on through longer, more demanding periods at night without needing to rest. He rarely sleeps long enough to enter the REM stage unless adequately exhausted to which he’ll drop down on his bed and sleep dreamlessly until hours have passed. His sleeping position can range from on his back to tossing and turning like a rotisserie chicken, kicking off the covers and getting up to pull them back on when he gets too cold. In Roman’s mind, he always needs to be ‘ready’ for action somehow. The few times he does get proper sleep is while he’s locked up at Arkham, the medics needing to sedate him for the first few days to calm his rages and ensure he stays still long enough to recover from beatings at the hands of Batman (or whoever bested him). After this initial ‘cooling off’ period, Roman is calmer, even docile for a time but invariably his tolerance to being drugged increases, rendering long-term sedation as a poor way to manage him as a patient.

WHAT MUSIC THEY ENJOY.

Roman listened to a lot of music growing up, his parents favouring classical music and traditional opera while they were still alive. He neither loves nor hates it, finding it to provide a pleasant enough ambience while conducting business or simply having it playing in the background while working. He much prefers modern albums, whatever’s popular at the time with jazzy, upbeat tunes and lyrics. The more cheerful the song, the more entertaining (and ironic) he finds listening to it while subjecting an unfortunate victim to torture. He’ll whistle, hum and sing along to what’s playing over their screams, tutting at their refusal to sing along. So rude.

HOW MUCH TIME THEY SPEND GETTING READY EACH MORNING.

Moderate. Roman prides himself in his appearance and will spend as long as necessary grooming himself in the bathroom until satisfied with how he’s presented. He’ll change out of his bedclothes, selecting a clean suit to wear that day but not before taking a shower and seeing to his basic needs first. Brushing his teeth, clipping his nails, applying moisterizer and cologne to his skin can all add up depending on how meticulous he’s feeling that day but usually he’ll be dressed about 30-40 minutes upon waking.

FAVOURITE THING TO COLLECT.

Other than masks, Roman enjoys collecting as a hobby overall given his hedonistic impulses. Fine suits, silken ties, leather shoes, expensive alcohol and vintage bottle of wines are just a few of the things he’s collected over the years but one of the few things people aren’t usually aware of is his habit of collecting instruments of torture. Some of these objects appear quite normal if strangely out of place at times like pliers, drills, hammers and masking tape to more dubious objects like rope, saws and other items commonly used for restraining people. Very few other than those closest to Roman know of his most private collection, random items belonging to former victims and stashed away as gruesome trophies.

LEFT OR RIGHT HANDED.

Right-handed but proficient enough with his left to be considered ambidextrous.

FAVOURITE SPORT(S).

While not typically interested in sports, Roman does enjoy both watching (and participating) in boxing. It’s renowned as the most difficult and physically intensive of sports for good reason, requiring not only strength but excellent footwork, hand-to-eye coordination and a sense of balance to succeed. The raw physical aspect of sparring with an opponent combined with it’s inherently violent nature excites him far more than most conventional sports featuring teams he doesn’t care about playing ‘nicely‘ with their rivals.

FAVOURITE TOURISTY THING TO DO WHEN TRAVELLING.

Unlike his parents, Roman rarely ever visited anywhere outside of Gotham. Mr and Mrs. Sionis frequently left their child at home while they went holidaying alone, enjoying the fun and freedom doing so gave them while their social peers remained unaware that their child hadn’t gone along with them. At home, Roman was taken to various places such as theatres, museums, galleries and restaurants of fine dining but only to be flaunted before family acquaintances as a symbol of his parent’s social standing. As an adult, Roman would visit similar institutes but only to conduct business or to treat his lover.

FAVOURITE KIND OF WEATHER.

Calm, still weather that isn’t too hot or too cold suits him just fine. Roman doesn’t really care how the weather is on any given day but he dislikes rain if he has to be out in it. The sound of rain lashing against windows is one he does find soothing however, the steady beat of water pounding against glass providing atmospheric background noise over Gotham’s traffic and the sounds of people yelling outside on the streets.

WEIRD / OBSCURE FEAR THEY HAVE.

It’s not quite Scoptophobia but Roman feels decidedly uncomfortable when somebody stares at him for longer than is necessary. The feeling of being scrutinized was something he experienced far too often growing up, a feeling exacerbated further by his parents constantly judging him for his behaviour and looks while parading him before their high society friends at extravagant events. Roman hated having anybody look at him back then, having to pretend he didn’t for the sake of his parent’s social standing. Now that he’s a grown man Roman’s gotten a lot better at handling it, his facial features concealed behind the comforting embrace of his signature mask but every now and again, the sensation of being ‘stared at’ can be so intense he’ll turn paintings, photographs, magazines and even mirrors over just so he doesn’t feel like he’s being ‘observed’ so strongly. His henchmen aren’t aware of this habit; Roman knows it’s irrational so he never mentions anything other than his rule being never to stare at him too long. One punch is usually enough to convince those that didn’t listen the first time.

THE CARNIVAL / ARCADE GAME THEY ALWAYS WIN WITHOUT FAIL.

Roman considers himself above going to such places... but if he did, he’d be excellent at games that require accuracy and good hand-to-eye coordination. Shooting galleries, ring toss, bowling pin knockdown - games like these suit him best, though he’d much prefer shooting actual bullets over shooting baseballs and soft darts.

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◎ 𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚁

CAN THEY USE CHOPSTICKS. He can what with having been brought up in an environment where fine dining was more about the social etiquette than actually enjoying exotic cuisine. His parents were strict when it came to table manners, insisting on eating ‘properly’ like the wealthy upper class they aspired to join. Roman doesn’t presume to be a gourmet but years of conforming to his parent’s expectations had made it difficult to break away from the habits they instilled in him from an early age.

WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY CAN’T SLEEP. On sleepless nights, Roman will decide ‘fuck it’ and get up to continue more work or drink his problems away. If he’s too tired to do anything more strenuous than paperwork or make a few phone calls, he’ll grab a bottle of something strong and down a glass or two, watching the people and traffic passing by his view of the city streets below.

WHAT ORDER DO THEY WASH THINGS IN THE SHOWER. Starts underneath his arms. Roman turns on the shower and only gets in once it’s at a comfortable temperature, lathering up a bar of soap in his hands before starting around his middle and working his way downwards. He doesn’t like wasting time, instead preferring to wash up quickly so he can focus on other tasks such as shaving or clipping his nails. He leaves his face and neck for last, finding it easier to take care of in front of the mirror ever since the accident which cause his mask to melt into his flesh.

WHAT’S THEIR COFFEE ORDER. Black OR espresso since he’s not fond of overly creamy or sweet-tasting coffee. The sharper and more bitter it tastes, the better and Roman will most definitely add shots of whiskey and other liqueurs to his drinks not only to enhance the flavour but to keep him focused and alert during longer working periods. It’s more efficient at keeping his energy levels high than drinking alcohol on it’s own even though mixing it with caffeine is decidedly unhealthy.

HOW DO THEY ACT AROUND CHILDREN. Would treat them normally and talk to them like adults, albeit more restrained. Roman is keenly aware of the fact he’s a violent criminal and there’s no good reason for a child to be anywhere around him even if they are one of the few types of people he refuses to (actively) harm. He finds them unsettling, prone to crying and getting upset over stupid things which both annoys him (and makes him feel bad since he’s probably the one who made them cry to start with...)

WHAT WOULD THEY WATCH ON TV WHEN THEY’RE BORED AND NOTHING THEY REALLY LIKE IS ON. He’ll turn on the news even if it’s the most boring channel going. Roman likes hearing about big events as soon as possible in case there are new opportunities in it for him so he’ll endure endless renditions of the Wayne’s deaths, how Batman caught yet another villain and sent them to Arkham or simply admire how stunning the female reporters are looking tonight. It’s always a nice change of pace from Gotham’s typical doom and gloom.

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From the moment he first saw Crane, there was something about the man’s eyes he wasn’t sure he liked the looks of. Roman couldn’t quite put a finger on why to start with; it wasn’t as though Crane was physically imposing, sitting quietly in a chair before him armed with nothing more dangerous than a pen and paper. No, those qualities were typically reserved for the orderlies hired to keep he and his fellow inmates under control and not once had Roman ever shied away from conflict with any of them. Doctor Crane was a different story. Roman had been interviewed by several of his colleagues so far, always nervous, always so quick to end their little sessions the second they felt he was getting out of hand. Not Crane. Behind those glasses, the psychiatrist’s gaze was sharp and intense, blue eyes fiercely calculating as they observed every gesture, every word he spoke as though searching for hidden meanings. He supposed it might have been their colour that drew his attention at first. Blue as a cloudless sky, Crane’s piercing stare reminded him all too much of the time he met Bruce Wayne back when they were both small children, seeing but never showing what he was really feeling inside. It reminded him too much of the way his parents looked at him also, thoroughly scrutinizing every flaw and blemish they perceived in him. Roman prided himself on looking past the masks people wore in their day to day lives. He couldn’t tell anything about Crane, not so soon. “Did anybody ever tell you what fierce eyes you have, doctor?”