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Nate no longer works at the club.
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Your real name. No aliases: we'll figure it out sooner or later and you'll be less one job immediately. |
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| *looks over, but doesn't budge from where he's leaning easily back against the wall, arms folded* Nathaniel Isaac Lyman. Who's asking? | |
| So, is that just between you and me, or do you have somethin' else you'd rather we call ya? | |
| *shrugs one shoulder* Just Nate. *hesitates, a lazy grin spreading over his mouth* Max calls me Stupid, but that doesn't count. *loudly enough for her to overhear from across the room* She's just jealous that I got all the looks in the family. *laughs out loud at the screech of indignation* | |
| How old are ya? | |
| *turns his dancing brown eyes back to you* Huh? Oh, I'm twenty-two. | |
| Say I die tonight an' there are new guys at the door tomorrow when ya come in for work. How do they know it's you? What do you look like? | |
| *grins* Pretty average, I suppose. *pauses, thinking, then offers* I'm kinda tall. *is, at 6'1", more than just "kinda" tall* *has broad shoulders and a tightly muscled build, deep brown eyes that seem to see everything around him all at once, and a crop of curly dark brown hair* | |
| Right. What's your background like? And got any education -- can ya read an' write? | |
| *smiles* Well, now, I grew up in Williamsburg with my family � just my parents and my favorite tagalong. *nods over at Max* When it was time to move out, I did. Got followed. *chuckles* She can't bear to tear herself away from me for too long. Would be flattering, in a way, if she weren�t so annoying. | |
| Describe yourself, your personality. | |
| *tilts his head, unconsciously imitating his twin sister* I don't know how to explain it, really. I am who I am. *shrugs* *is friendly and laid back, and always willing to make time for his friends* | |
| Criminal record, prior arrests or convictions to speak of? | |
| *snorts* Not at all, no. I'm clean. | |
| Got any family around, or friends? | |
| *gives another one-shouldered shrug* Just my parents, friends, and Max. We're twins, if you couldn't tell. I'm not involved with anyone right now. I was, but it's over now, for some reason for another. You know how things go. *broke up with his long-time girlfriend when he moved, because she hated his sister, though Max knows nothing about it* *grins cheerfully* Max thinks she's going to stumble across the perfect girl for me one of these days, and I'll be forever in her debt. *finds this highly amusing* | |
| What're your skills, an' what kind of job do you want? | |
| *smiles* I don't got too many skills, but I'm big, and I heard you're looking for a bouncer? I'd be good at something like that. *grins a bit* I've been watching out for Max our entire lives - the girl has zero common sense - and this shouldn't be too much different. | |
| Anything else? | |
| *shakes his head* Naw, I think that's all for now. Good to meet you. | |
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