Name: Ket Matchdon
Age: 26
Occupation: Time Traveler
Appearance: Ket
Bio: Ket had been told of his past incarnations willfulness and inability to cope with the rule of the Timers. A civilization based on alien technology, and so far advanced that humans had set out to conquer the world. He'd been on the front lines trying to find and answer to his meaningless life here in 3058, but it eluded him for so long. One day when he looked into the Glass of Time, he saw that in one past life he had meaning, and that meaning was a woman. He began to devise a plan to make his way back to that time, but he could only do so after that past self died.

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"SHIT! He's in there now! Break the door down, he can't get away!" yelled Rex Matchdon, worried sick for his younger brother. He had raised him in the trade and he knew exactly what he was doing. He was escaping the iron clad rule that the Timers held over the Earth and so many other worlds. And if he got away to whenever he was planning he was going to be executed on sight when they found him. The Timers would hand the order down to Rex directly and expect him to carry it out, or be killed himself. Rex made a decision in the few moments it took his team to blow open the door; he would be an outlaw and live his life peacefully somewhere else, and even if he never saw his brother again, he knew that he was too clever to die. "God speed, little bro..." he whispered before taking his gun and praying for his own salvation


Meanwhile in 2013...

Ket landed on the ground with an "Ooomph!" A bit dazed from his random landing point he feared that he had put the codes in too hastily and sent himself to the wrong time, for none of the surrounding area had looked as though it did when he was looking through the Glass. He had none of his old equipment simply the clothes on his back and he was willing to bet those that he would have a long journey ahead of him to find out if he was even where he had planned to be. With a sigh and a grunt he hefted himself up and then dusted off, looking around all the while and taking in his surroundings. It was a lush open green field of grass as tall as his waist, but there seemed to be nothing but forest the surrounded every direction for at least a mile, maybe more. Hopefully he would be able to find her within a couple days. He didn't even know her name, had never caught it or even been able to tap into this lifetimes memories himself.

After a few minutes of deliberating he decided to make his way North, and see what he found. He waded his way through the grass and stood at the edge of the wood and listened for a moment before continuing on, his hearing didn't pick up anything out of the ordinary, and he didn't feel endangered. He began to go through an old song he used to sing with his mates in the pubs after working a long mission. The tune and melody were soothing to his ears and kept him focused on something other than the long, tedious trek through the woods. He was beginning to grow bored when he noticed the sunset through the peepholes the trees allowed of the sky. He'd been walking for almost 5 hours and there was still no end in sight. If he didn't find the end by the time he could see the moon through the treetops he would stop and rest until the morning; he ended up resting when again in a few hours he hadn't found the end. "I hope this doesn't go on for a few days, that would be horrible." Ket muttered to himself as he collected twigs and sticks as well as leaves to make himself a bed for the night. When he felt the warmth of the fire he had made he relaxed a fraction, hating to be alone where he knew nothing of the kind of things he would run into. But he had to get to sleep, and there probably wasn't anything in the woods that would try to eat him. Probably, with a sigh and another mutter Ket laid his head down and closed his eyes, willing himself to an empty and dreamless sleep.