From Masq
Name: XXX

Nationality: American
Occupation: Mortuary Owner
Demeanor: Thrill Seeker
Apparent Age: 20s

Nickname: Dane

"How can you buy a coffee for a girl, not know her name and expect her to respect you the next day?"
Danieo to Wren

"And in the dark it all unwinds
I pray for change, The kiss of time
And in my thoughts
I sit and dwell
The labyrinth's there
I know it well"

"There's no fucking the other team in baseball!"
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A Glimpse Within
Physical Description

Standing a little over six feet tall, he is an average looking man. He has short, blonde hair that is cut just shy of being a true flat top. His bright blue eyes are set just a little too far apart from each other and outline a thin nose that is slightly crooked, obviously the victim of having been broke one too many times. His mouth and strong jaw line is enough to save him from being totally ignored. His lips are thin and tight, and define each and every smile, frown, sneer or smirk with practiced, pinpoint accuracy.

Allies and Contacts
Immovable object.  Unstoppable force. Peace and love flash through my mind. Pain and hate are all I ever find. 30 minutes or less. He's seen it all before. Close your eyes and close the door. Pretty When You Cry. Are a thousand tears worth a single smile?.When you give an inch, will you take a mile? Faster. Faster.  Or they will never catchup. When you try to see the meaning, hidden underneath, The measure of the depth can be deceiving.
Shades of black and right. Crazy laughter in another room. She drove herself to madness with a silver spoon. Bronson's got nothing on me. I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone,Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on. Soul cleansing. Immortal fear, that voice so clear.Through broken walls, that scream I hear.