Post by fletcherthoms on Aug 11, 2006 13:44:02 GMT -5
Name: Fletcher Thoms
Age: 26
Nationality: Scottish
Brough Controlled: Manhattan
Looks: Black-brown short hair, grey-blue eyes. Strong jawline, normally darkened with slight scruff. Fletch's smile is the kind that appears to have heartfelt emotion behind it; sincere, one would say...And it is. Same can be said of his smirk, or glare. It's just a question of what that emotion is.
He's tallish, with a sturdy, strong build. Fletcher has a...grace...of sorts about him, in the way he walks. A rugged grace.
History: The raconteurs are nothing that they seem. Friends since childhood, they were considered "thick as thieves" which is, ironically, what they became. All had a gift for committing crime--and getting away with it. Biding their time, the 20-somethings are poised to make a grab for control of New York's streets.
Age: 26
Nationality: Scottish
Brough Controlled: Manhattan
Looks: Black-brown short hair, grey-blue eyes. Strong jawline, normally darkened with slight scruff. Fletch's smile is the kind that appears to have heartfelt emotion behind it; sincere, one would say...And it is. Same can be said of his smirk, or glare. It's just a question of what that emotion is.
He's tallish, with a sturdy, strong build. Fletcher has a...grace...of sorts about him, in the way he walks. A rugged grace.
History: The raconteurs are nothing that they seem. Friends since childhood, they were considered "thick as thieves" which is, ironically, what they became. All had a gift for committing crime--and getting away with it. Biding their time, the 20-somethings are poised to make a grab for control of New York's streets.