| Name: Nicolas Devereaux
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| Nationality:
| American
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| Occupation:
| News Editor at the Albequerque Tribune
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| Demeanor:
| Confidant
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| Apparent Age:
| 27
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| Nickname:
| "Nicolai" - Wren, "Nic" - everyone else
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| Quotes
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"If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is a part of yourself. What isn't a part of ourselves doesn't disturb us."
Herman Hesse
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| RP Hooks
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- Nicolas works at the Albuquerque Tribune. Need to get some publicity? Need something investigated? Want to make a public statement? He's your man.
- As the News Editor at the Tribune, Nic has some employment responsibilities. Need a job? Have some information you want to get paid for? Come see me.
- Nic often can be found hanging around various places that serve coffee. Are you a java junkie like Nic?
- Nic travels in all walks of life for various stories. Social scene? Street thugs? He goes where the story takes him so let me know and I'm there!
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| Logs
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| None yet!
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| A Glimpse Within
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| Physical Description
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Tall and lithe, he looks like a runner or at least someone who could manage a 5K if asked to do it. His hair is cut short, almost buzzed. Although he retains a full head of hair, but his forehead shows signs of a receeding hairline. His eyes are blue, in narrow, deeply set eyes. His lips are narrow, slightly downturned and surrounded by what looks to be a perpetual stubble. His clothes are utilitarian, t-shirt, jeans, boots. Nothing fancy about them, no designer labels or exceptional quality.
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| Playlist
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| Allies and Contacts
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| Wren
| Morgan
| Petra
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| Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love
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| Get not your friends by bare compliments But by giving them sensible tokens of your love
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| His heart was as great as the world But there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong
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| Joel
| Trace
| Deacon
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| It is better to suffer wrong than to do it And happier to be sometimes cheated than not to trust
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| I desire you in friendship And I will in one way or other make amends
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| Pray you now, forget and forgive
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| Anastasia
| Cadence
| Morgan
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| Women speak two languages, One of which is verbal
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| The very substance of the ambitions is merely the shadow of a dream
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| Billie
| Jai
| Sarah
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| Every subject's duty is the king's But every subject's soul is his own
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| Life is like a taxi The meter just keeps a-tickin whether you are going somewhere or standing still
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| To mingle friendship far Is to mingle bloods
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| Andrea
| Mason
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| Later I realized it was good I did not become a police officer For most police cases involve misery and wretchedness -- not crimes and scandals
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| Time is the justice That examines all defenders
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