[h1][b][i][color=3333FF][center]Alcander Mires[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=3333FF]Location:[/color] Back to the Hotel
[color=3333FF]Interacting with:[/color] [@Lady Amalthea]Claire, [@Pundii]Joel
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Alcander plopped down on a chair, running a hand through his dark hair and giving a grin to himself. Usually he was at the back end of any group or conversation, but here he seemed to be the guide. Hell it was like that last night too. Desh was too drunk to take the initiative and he drove them all home. For some reason he went from someone who had been ignored 2 days ago to someone who was the go-to guy to all the new people, including a couple of attractive girls. [i]Weird.[/i]  

As he began reclining, he looked around for a waitress or waiter to hail, before he heard Claire ask him a question on himself. He couldn't tell if this was an opportunity to let loose or just to answer dismissively like most introverts do. His mouth was open when Joel gave a prudent question of his own. "[color=3333FF]I...am learning.[/color]" he admitted. "[color=3333FF]I know a few little things, but english isn't the rarest thing around here. I'm sure it won't be too much of a problem.[/color]" 

He let out a chuckle, and then shifted his body to face Claire more. "[color=3333FF]Um, honestly I'm boring as hell.[/color]" he said. Well, he didn't think so. But most people thought so. "[color=3333FF]I read a ton and I know some fencing. I guess it took me to Athens for a year, which was cool. But honestly I'm just here so I can take a long vacation before I actually start working for the rest of my life, you know?[/color]"