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“Where to mac?” The taxi driver asked a young man as he climbed inside of the cab. “This dock please.” The blonde said, extending a piece of paper to the man in the front. A black lab sat in the seat next to him, quiet and patient as his tail thumped against the seat. Both the dog and the young man seemed excited about going to the dock. “What’s taking you to the dock?” The driver asked a he started out into the traffic. “We’re going on a cruise. Meeting a friend of a friend who happened to have a spare ticket…” While the young man was talking, the cab driver looked in the review mirror to see the young man had a dog sitting with him. The dog had a vest on stating that he was on duty and to please not pet. “Yes, I’m aware that I might not be able to actually see what’s going on but you’d be amazing at how well my other senses have kicked in.” The man’s attention turned to the road considering that the blonde in the back seat seemed like he was at the understanding of the driver’s questioning nature. The port was crowded as Steven Anderson climbed out of the cab and accepted the bag from the driver. The man was nice and Steven actually admitted that he was one of the few cab drivers who hadn’t attempted to screw him out of money. It was a nice change to find less people attempting to take advantage of a blind person. He paid the old driver and used one hand to roll his luggage while the other held onto the harness of his black lab. “Okay Rocky, no causing issues and no going for a random swim. The last thing I need is for you to jump overboard to chase a whale.” A small chuckle left him as he followed the dog’s lead. He was happy to get out of his house and do something unexpected. As you can imagine, the hardest thing for him was to pack; Mark was kind enough to come over and help him, even label things so he wouldn’t have difficulty pulling them out of his bag or guessing if he had grabbed his swim trucks but low and behold he grabbed his boxers. It’s good that he had the chance to avoid that embarrassment. Apparently he’d be rooming with a woman, a friend of Mark’s. Though he didn’t know much about her, he was always up for meeting new people. Though he would have to asked what the bed configurations would be because Mark wasn’t exactly specific about it. And hopefully she didn’t mind dogs…

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**Name:** Steven Anderson **Age:** 26  **Personality Traits:** Surprisingly loud and humorous, bring any attention to him he wants, even though he's never truly sure if he has it or not. A nice guy, just loves to live life and enjoys it. **Little Biography:** Steven had a good life growing up, an only child; money thanks to his parents jobs and friends. A childhood most people could only dream about, until one day his world changed. Caught in a house fire, he helped get his parents out but at the cost of his sight. At the age of twenty Steven was unable to see anything. But that didn't stop him from living life. He became accustomed to his way of life and welcomed it with a open arms and the humorous personality everyone came to understand as his own. He gave up his right to drive but found companionship with his new seeing-eye dog [Rocky](http://www.anythingpawsable.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/original-795x350.jpg). It's a rarity to find him without Rocky, even when he goes to work. What does this blind man do you might ask? Well he's a massage therapist. Don't laugh until you've had a massage from someone who can name every muscle in the body and, even though he can't point it out on a chart, he can put his finger directly on the part of your body that you're asking him about. He loves his job, he helps people feel better and loves life. Just... every now and then, his parents get a bit overprotective and stick their noises too much into his life for him to be able to spread his wings. It's worry, sure but he's not getting the freedom he wants because of his limitation to be able to travel.

**Jett Vaskial**  The vampire age of 150, humans think he's 30. Recently broken up with supermodel Veronica Maze. **Occupation:** Singer. **Personality Traits:** Flirtatious and charming. Goes after what he wants but gets bored with the new found toy rather easily. He needs some mystery and excitement in his life in order to keep his attention. _Please Note: A Vampire can turn a human into another vampire by injecting them with venom. Biting someone's neck does not turn someone into a vampire. Same rule applies with Werewolves. _ **Background:** Jett is a blues/big band singer who using his vampire charm and pull to convince people of also anything. He has an eerie way about him that women then to swoon over though he just got out of a relationship with a very crazy vampire named Veronica Maze. Jett is the next in line to rule the biggest vampire clan in the United States and Veronica (his now ex-girlfriend) was the daughter of the head of the largest clan in Spain and this supermodel is not happy about the break up. While Jett keeps a somewhat low profile, he wear professional caps on his teeth to hide his overgrown canines and rarely takes them off unless he's with his parents who hate the fact that he wears them. He's a partier, loves to go to the bar and drink and have a good time. But he does drink blood and sometimes goes out of his way to get real fresh human blood. He doesn't drain the poor girl but he does take enough of her blood to convince her she just had such a wild night with the one and only Jett Vaskial that she only remembers the good pleasure and doesn't acknowledge what could have been bad pain.

“And that’s our show! Special thanks to Jett for coming on, sharing the story of his break up with Veronica and singing us the hit song off of his new album Sadder But Wiser Girl available June 23rd in stores everywhere!” A blonde woman said and a table of six women and a charming looking young man in the middle waved good bye to the camera as the light clicked off. She then turned to the man. “Did it really end that simply Jett, off camera, really?” “Yeah, the spark just disappeared, there’s nothing left there anymore so calling it quits just seemed to be the best option but I’m far from afraid of being single.” Jett said flashing the blonde a cheeky grin, showing his white gorgeous white teeth. It was ironic with how much the man actually drank that his teeth remained so white, there were many theories and Jett only reminds everyone that if they floss, gargle and brush they too can have amazing teeth. He shot the blonde a wink behind his chocolate colored eyes before rising from the seat. “Ladies, may you all have a wonderful night, I will see you around.” With that he got up and headed out of the studio. Arriving to his car was a bit difficult, a lot of people waited outside to get photos of him and autographs which he was happy to oblige with. Jett’s pull on the human population was always at their strongest when they heard him sing. He could drink anyone’s blood if he wanted to; hypnotizing a woman into thinking she just had a wonderful night alone with Jett Vaskial but that wasn’t what he was looking for. As he climbed into his [car](http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/1e/a2/c4/1ea2c4356919c2d34e2d05c96a0ed72b.jpg) after giving the group and wink and driving off. It didn’t take long before Jett made it to one of his favorite bars which was specifically for humans. Part of him preferred to be in a place full of humans but there was still that need to drink. But that was something he could take care of when he got home; either with an escort for the night or some of the bottles of blood he had in his storage cellar. He wasn’t afraid of being around humans but he knew his limit. Parking his car he climbed out and beeped it shut. It was a Thursday night so the bar wasn’t very busy but that didn’t stop Jett from visiting the location. Inside he went and to the bar, “A beer and some fries, I’ll be at the pool table.” With that he shot the girl a dashing smile and he could almost hear her knees buckle before he went over to the only pool table and began to set it up to play by himself. 

For Director Fury, everything was important. Everything was a problem and everything needed to be attended to at the very moment. Instead the blonde would much rather stand in the middle of her little apartment room holding onto someone she never though she could find. Someone she’d have a connection with and someone who meant so much to her. It was hard to believe this was happening and if she could, she would convince Steve to understand that this situation isn’t something they needed to rush to. They could spend more time together in her room but… that wasn’t Steve. The words ‘it’s important’, especially from an authority figure like the Director, it seemed to trigger Steve’s want to leave. “That you do.” She said with a cheeky grin as she followed his pull of her chin and looked up at the handsome man over her. His talking made her smile, and her cheeks flush red with embarrassment. He spoke fast but he was making his point; he really liked her and didn’t want her fall for the tricks of the smooth talking Tony Stark. She didn’t know what to say back aside from blush and look at the space between them before turning her blue gaze back up to him. He made a good point that she would need to leave first. “Okay…” She said softly, an amount of understanding in her voice that they really didn’t have more of a choice to leave. The gentle kiss lingered on her lips as she pushed open the door and stepped out into the hallway. Her attention moved back to the man standing in her room. The man who she had dreamed about ever since she was a child, the man she had idolized for so long, the man she had always wanted to try and find. And there he stood, the only man she had ever wanted, the man that now owned her heart. She gave him a small shy smile, her lips still feeling the tingle of the kiss as she shut the door behind her and left. Sharon timed her arrival so that Steve was walking in only moments before her, making it seem like she was leading the way how to the meeting. It was rather intimidating for Sharon Carter to walk into a room with the well-known Avengers but she wasn’t as nervous about being around them as she was the look exchange between Natasha and herself. The woman’s conversation was mainly using facial expressions and due to their ability to read emotions (granted, Natasha’s was always a better reader) the conversation went as followed. A wide eyed look from Natasha, ‘YOU!’. Eyebrow raised from Sharon, ‘What?’. Natasha squinted at her, ‘We need to talk’. Sharon rolled her eyes, ‘We are not talking about that here and now’. Another wide eyed look was shot from Natasha, ‘We need to talk about it’. This time, Sharon shot her a wide eyed look, ‘I’m not talking about it’. Natasha tapped her foot slightly on the ground, ‘We will talk about it’. Again Sharon shot her another look of ‘NO’ only to be met by a more forceful foot plant which cased Sharon’s head to drop, they were going to have to talk about it and she didn’t want to. She didn’t want to talk about something that has to do with her love life when she’s quite content where she is. The conversation with Director Fury was short lived but Natasha looked rather excited as she shot a look at Sharon that said ‘oh yes, we’re going to talk about it’. “Well I like long walks on the beach, dancing in the moonlight and skiing.” Tony spoke up first as he lounged back on the couch shooting Sharon a smile who didn’t seem to be paying attention. The girls seemed to have more of a conversation going with facial expressions that he wasn’t able to interrupt. “Stark, seriously.” Clint said with distress in his voice, not wanting to deal with Tony’s sarcasm or want to impress people. “Sharon Carter.” Thor said, speaking up and pulling the blonde’s attention to him. “Can you fight?” A straight forward question from a very straight forward man. “Yes I can.” Sharon responded in a sure enough manner that made Thor nod in belief. The blonde man’s attention turned to Steve with something that could resemble a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Taking all bets.” Clint said loudly leaning back in the chair and putting his hands out. “The challenger Thor seeks another rematch with the continuous champion of arm wrestling Steve Rogers. Taking all bets! Shall we care off the table?” A chuckle in the corner of the room echoed as Bruce seemed to find the commentary of Clint amusing and while Sharon enjoyed the playfulness of the action, she couldn’t help but feel the burning sensation in the back of her head as her friend stared her down, oh they were going to have to talk about it and judging by the pulling on her arm over to the corner; they were talking now. “Listen, this is the perfect time. You need to get out and meet someone.” “Natasha I appreciate your concern but it’s not needed…” “Oh no,” “What?” “It’s not that counter boy from the bakery shop is it? That weird guy with the tattoos and the Mohawk?!” Natasha’s voice was almost in a panic as she crossed her thin arms under her chest. To that, Sharon actually laughed aloud before slapping her hand over her mouth, accidently drawing attention to the whispering girls in in the corner of the room. “No.” She whispered back to the arm crossed redhead, “It’s not him.” “So there’s obviously a ‘him’ now, but he isn’t as good as the ‘him’ I have in mind for you, will you just hear…” “Listen Natasha, if there is a ‘him’ or not, why does it matter?” Natasha tapped her foot as a sign of disagreement. Neither one of the girls realizing that they were actually talking about the same person who just so happened to be in the room with them; “Sharon, I’ve asked you to trust me on more than one occasion and I’ve never lead you astray, what makes you think I’d start now?” “It’s not you,” Sharon said reassuringly, “I’m just not looking for anything at the moment. I’m happy where I’m at and that’s that.” “I can help make you happier, give me a chance please.” “If I say I’ll think about it, will you let me watch the arm wrestling match?” “Yes.” “Fine, I’ll think about it.” With that Natasha allowed her to return to the boys, knowing full well the next person she had to talk to would finish up the arm wrestling match shortly, especially if she gave him a look of urgency.

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