[h3][color=mediumseagreen] Maxwell Declairmont [/color][/h3]
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[color=slategray]"So Max, if I may, what do you do? You don't seem like a Conclave guy or M.R.F. What's a Gifted like you do for a job?"[/color] It seemed like this Jessica was wondering what his occupation was, and it seemed like she didn't believe that he was either one of those two so time to turn the tables. He smiled as he instantly got a good idea and prepared himself. [color=mediumseagreen]"Here come closer, Im not suppose to tell anyone but it really doesn't matter we won't be found if I told only just you"[/color] He said to her giving her a wink as he bent over the table to whisper something into her ears [color=mediumseagreen]"Im actually part of the Conclave, in a small sector that focuses on the movement of the movement on the D.M.A and tries to warn the havens if they ever get close"[/color] After whispering into her ear he sat back down with a playful grin from revealing a secret. However it soon disappeared as he starting looking at his hands which he fidgeted around with unease as he sighed deeply.

[color=mediumseagreen] "Not a very easy job but it helping out more people than what I can do alone by myself. Sometimes it hard but you just have to bear through it sometimes, you know? It's sucks about what happened in the park today but I can't help but feel responsible for not being able to spread the word in time"[/color] He said to her feigning sadness and looked down at his glass cup, playing with the cup tilting it as if distracting himself. Looking back up at her with wet eyes, he cleared his thought and blinked several eyes before trying to re-composure himself and asked a question to seemingly distract her to not make it awkward. [color=mediumseagreen]"So... umm what about you? What does a beautiful flower such as you do for a living? Surely, everyone would want you to work with you even with our eyes, I can tell."[/color] He said with a warm and friendly smile to her.