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Evil Tink · 02:55 AM

~My Character is:~
Name: Nicolai James Vindore
Age: 393 [But of course, he only looks 19 or so]
Male of course
Reference Picture:
Nicolai J. Vindore
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A soft, quiet sigh escaped the man's lips as he peered through the double doors. Being one of the many waiters, he often hid in the kitchen when events like this occurred at the restaurant. He pulled the watch from his vest pocket, it was only a little after 6 o'clock pm. He snapped it shut and replaced it in his pocket as his eyes glanced out the little windows once more. Suddenly, he felt someone behind him and with a disheartened look, he turned around, "Yes Phyllis?"

The brown haired woman glared throwing him a small booklet and a pencil, "Go out there, and take their dinner orders. The place is rented till close, so I suggest you find something to do. You can't snake your way out this party."

With a glare, he turned sharply and headed out, asking any teen he passed if they wanted anything in particular that wasn't already set out on the bar table. He placed the stupid book in his apron pocket, not needing to write the orders down. He had a very impressive memory.

		#2	Evil Tink Woo, Graduated High School
~My Character is:~ Name: Nicolai James Vindore Age: 393 [But of course, he only looks 19 or so] Male of course Reference Picture: Nicolai J. Vindore ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A soft, quiet sigh escaped the man's lips as he peered through the double doors. Being one of the many waiters, he often hid in the kitchen when events like this occurred at the restaurant. He pulled the watch from his vest pocket, it was only a little after 6 o'clock pm. He snapped it shut and replaced it in his pocket as his eyes glanced out the little windows once more. Suddenly, he felt someone behind him and with a disheartened look, he turned around, "Yes Phyllis?" The brown haired woman glared throwing him a small booklet and a pencil, "Go out there, and take their dinner orders. The place is rented till close, so I suggest you find something to do. You can't snake your way out this party." With a glare, he turned sharply and headed out, asking any teen he passed if they wanted anything in particular that wasn't already set out on the bar table. He placed the stupid book in his apron pocket, not needing to write the orders down. He had a very impressive memory. Last edited by Evil Tink; 03-05-2011 at 02:55 AM.
	Posted 03-05-2011, 02:02 AM