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[u][b][color=darkorange]Selina[/color][/b][/u]
[b][center]Constantin LeBlanc[/center][/b]
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Ever since his first run in with the law, Constantin had done his best to avoid its long arm. Sure, he still had an bounty on his head in the Congo, for beating an green colonialist to a pulb, after a stern kick for making the fire to bright had let him to call him a "french bastards", which had sparked an vile outburst from Constantin!
But this was a different situation! He had no quarrel with the man on the ground, but the brit had offered good money for it. Taking a deep breath, Constantin took the hand. [b]"Constantin LeBlanc! I dont take kindly to the abuse of women, nor do the people where i come from! But i agree, sir! He has learned his lesson." [/b]

It was in this moment that he noticed the silent women entering the establishment, an a grin moved on his lip. 

[b]"Mademoiselle..." [/b]

It was the kind of grin, that had got him in trouble quite often, and earned him more then one slap himself, yet more often then not, it left the woman aimed at blushing, and in some cases even smiling. Doubling down, he took a step closer, reached for her hand, and placed a kiss on it. [b]"LeBlanc, at your service, Mademoiselle!" [/b] His hand on hers, would leave a light trail of blood, as he turned back to the Sheriff. [b]"I hope, this little incident will not cause any problems for all involved..."[/b] His eyes once more narrowed as he kept his hand on his belt.