Marlon

M arlon Santos “Quote Goes Here.” — Person Who Said It Hooks † Longshoreman: Dock rat. When a ship comes in, Marlon's got work for the day. † Bone Gnawers: A gentleman in dirty and sometimes tattered clothing. Could use a bath, or three. † Hook: Info Goes Here † Hook: Info Goes Here Quirks † Ladies are treated like ladies until they show otherwise. One opens doors for ladies, rises when they enter a room... † A little Pack shy. Bad experience before means not jumping into a new situation with all four feet. Time will tell. Contacts Aly: She just keeps on surprising me. I am so totally hooked. Quen: Great guy. Like a kid brother to me, only better. He's all grown up and is more than capable of taking care of himself. George: Appreciate the work, Elder. Much respect, brother. BK: Little young to be pushing back them whiskeys, aren't you? Don't have t'go cursin' to prove you're all grown up. Marcel: Careful, brother. Sandy: Sister in auspice, at any rate. I'd want her nearby in a fight, that's for sure. Albert: Don't know much about him, but if Quen trusts him, that's fine by me. Not seen a whole lot since getting here. Others: Names and faces for the moment. At one point, I'll figure 'em all out more than just 'cool' and 'not cool'. S'gonna take some time, though. Background Born in Charleston, South Carolina to Carlos Santos and Miss CarrieAnn Washburn. CarrieAnn was a young mother, 'in love' with the handsome, muscular longshoreman who had promised the world and had instead given her a life in a single-wide and eventually two on her hip. Once in her new life, though, it was impossible for her to leave; Carlos was a rather possessive werewolf, and as a result, there was little that CarrieAnn could do and nowhere for her to go. Consigned to living life along the Banks, and not in a good way, the couple did what they could to make it seem as if they lived something of a 'normal' life, from the outside. Marlon and his younger sister had 2 squares and clean clothes for school, but behind closed doors, their childhood was definitely an 'education'. What to do, what not to do, how to navigate the waters (as it were) when one isn't quite the same as everyone else. At least they had the benefit of being part of a pack. It was the pack, then, that got Marlon his job upon graduating. Unlike most parents, those that want their kids to move on and go to college, have a family of their own, etc., Carlos wanted his son to remain close. As did the pack. They set him up with an apprenticeship, got him into the Union, and there, at the age of 18, Marlon started his life as an adult. A longshoreman and a full member in the Pack. Work was good. Is good. But with the influx of all that young blood, there are always moments of tenseness. It's simply a dance of dominance, and remarkably, Marlon simply didn't want any of that. Each day he went to work, he'd have ships ready to depart for who knows where (well, he did, anyway), and always on time for their tight timeschedule. Soon enough, offers of promotions came in, and Marlon wanted it. It was time to go. There wouldn't be any tears leaving the Pack; no girls to be left behind. The trailer was getting a little small for them all, and so? On the bike.. and he headed north. Marlon arrived in NJ a little over a decade ago, and tried, really tried to adjust to a new pack life, but it just wasn't happening. Too many rules, and too little time for just a moment of fun. So, it was time to go. Again. Getting on the bike, he and a couple of friends decided that a complete change of scenery was just the thing. Litany How Marlon sees the Litany as a Gnawer (with thanks from a few online sources.) Plots & Logs Personal RP logs listed by date, most recent first. Date of Birth: 25 April 1981 Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue Occupation: Longshoreman Race Garou Tribe Bone Gnawer Auspice Ahroun Nature: Predator Demeanor: Loner Distinct Features: Tattoo left chest Mate: Alyssa Brooks Dexterity: Strength: Intimidation: Streetwise: Gnosis: Rage: Merits of Note Perfect Balance, Wolf sight Flaw of Note Permanent Wound: deep scar on his chest Soundtrack: [Song Link Goes Here] Lyric Lyric Lyric Lyric [Song Link Goes Here] Quotes: “Quote Goes Here.” —Person Who Said It