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galaxy_114@hotmail.com@aol.com *sighs and looks over the papers* All right, first things first, what's your real name? First and last.: Um it's Lucas Cage.*scribbles it down on the paper* Next.. um, do you have a nickname? And if you do, how'd you get it?: *twists his hat around nervously* Um, It's Hummer, me brother and Gears gave it to me a couple of years ago... they say it's 'cause I tend to hum a lot.*nods a bit* When's your birthday and how old are you and all?: I'm 14, I was born on August 29, 1891.*smirks a little* Next is looks so.. tell me what you look like, all right? *rolls his eyes* Humor me...: Um, well. I've got black hair... blue eyes, and I'm scarred up on my right arm... no one will have to see it... I'll wear long sleeve shirts. I'm 5'0, I don't got a lot of cloths so I'm usually wearing what I am now... um my blue pants, white shirt, um suspenders and my hat. *holds up his hat nervously and the goes back to twisting it around in his hands*Hmm.. *writes down some of that then looks back up* What kind of person are you? What's your personality like and all that?: Um... well... I'm shy... and sort of afraid a lot... um... I don't like fights... bad history and that... um... I think that's it...*raises an eyebrow then grins* If you say so. *teasing, of course* Okay, so do you have any friends around here?: Gears... and some others are really nice.*nods some and taps the pen on the paper* And, uh, you got anyone special in your life right now? *grins* You know what I mean.: *shakes his head no*So, you got any family? *scratches his head with the end of the pen* Mother, father.. sisters or brothers? Anything like that?: No, we had a mother and father but... *looks down at the hat he’s twisting in his hands**sighs, looking at the next question* Now you don't gotta say, but it'd be nice if you at least gave me something to write down... how'd you come to live at this fine place? *small smile*: Um, well how far back did you want? Our parents left me and me brother, they wrote a note saying they couldn't afford us anymore. Me and me brother, Peter, um, worked in factories and stayed in boarding houses. We met Gears awhile ago when she was working in the same factory as us. Um, well, then she left and came here and we went to another factory were we were working until um, Peter died, Gears brought me here and I started being a newsie.*nods and scans over the application* I think that's it... anything else you wanna add?: Um, I carve things a lot... I won't carve on the house or nothing but yeah if I leave scraps around tell me I'll try to clean up well when I'm done but sometimes I don't get everything... *bites his lip* that’s it. |