Ockham Prospero Saneer is the former head of the Saneer-Weeksbooth Bash and the former Twelfth O.S. He is a Humanist.
Appearance[]
Like his sister, Prospero is of primarily Indian descent, possibly with some Mestizo ancestry.[1] He has "a physique beyond common athleticism."[2] He wears once-plain clothing covered in elaborate doodles and spirals. His Humanist boots include: "veins of knife-bright steel framing a surface of pale, ice-gray leather."[3] He gives off a sense of intense confidence in his role.[4]
Personality[]
Prospero is an extraordinary leader of uncompromising loyalty to the Humanists. He, along with the rest of the members of the Saneer-Weeksbooth bash', murdered their ba'parents when they discovered that their ba'parents were planning on taking charge of the assassination choices of O.S.
Relationships[]
Prosper is the sibling of Thisbe Saneer and the spouse of Lesley Saneer.
References[]
- ↑ I believe there is some Mestizo blood deep in the Saneer line, but the rest of Thisbe is all India - Too Like The Lightning, Ch. 2: A Boy and His God
- ↑ The door relented at last, revealing a man of dark Indian stock to match his sister Thisbe, and a physique beyond common athleticism - Too Like The Lightning, Ch. 3: The Most Important People in the World
- ↑ His shirt and pants, once plain, were now a labyrinth of doodles: black spirals, cross-hatching, and hypnotic swirls, though he wore them as indifferently as if the cloth had never tasted ink. Only his Humanist boots mattered: veins of knife-bright steel framing a surface of pale, ice-gray leather, real leather which had once guarded the taut flanks of a living deer that Ockham slew himself. Like Martin, Ockham wore no sign of hobby or of nation- strat, nothing but his Hive boots and the overpowering self- confidence of a man who guards something so vital that the law will let him kill for it. - Too Like the Lightning, Ch. 3: The Most Important People in the World
- ↑ “Are you Member Ockham Saneer?” “I am.” Ockham pronounced with relish, as if, with all the lives in history laid out before him, he would have chosen this one. [...] Ockham wore no sign of hobby or of nation- strat, nothing but his Hive boots and the overpowering self- confidence of a man who guards something so vital that the law will let him kill for it. [...] Even if they never exercise this rarest right, still somehow every glance and gesture of such guardians still breathes the ancient force of knighthood. - Too Like The Lightning, Ch. 3: The Most Important People in the World