Stition Richards
What's yer name? *The some what small blond boy, looks up from the rather thick book he is reading and quickly pulls the oval framed glasses off of his nose, clears his throat, proudly* Arthur Graham Richards the third. *has an obvious English accent*
Dat what people call ya, or d'ya got a nickname? *Loses much of his previous bravado, pouting ever so slightly, lets out an aggravated sigh* No... *mutters* The chaps around here have fallen into the habit of calling me Stition *sighs again* as in superstition...*rolls his blue eyes up towards the ceiling* A bloke says he saw a ghost roaming the aisles once and `e gets pegged as off `is rocker.
Whaddaya look like? *Shrugs, running a hand through his sandy blond hair* Nothing special I suppose...Blond hair, hazel eyes...*sighs* I' m a little shorter than average, about 5' 8 I believe. *shrugs again* like I said before, nothing specail. *Stition is very well built from his job prior to the Rose, he used to be a bare knuckle fighter in London*
How old are ya? *Polishes his glasses with the bottom of his worn shirt* I' m 19...*offers a toothy grin* 20 come October.
What kind o' work d'ya do? Actor, stagehand, what? *Loses the grin, pouts looking very muchly interested in the floor* Well I do wish someday to be an actor...I' ve had a few small parts here and at other theaters *-very- small, non-speaking parts ...although Stition loves acting and the stage more than anything, he isn' t a very good at it...sighs* but `ere they' ve got me doing bloody bottom feeder work. Cleaning up the place and fixing things and the like. *Looks around to see if anyone else is listening, leans over closer to you, talks softly* I 'm `ere late quite often and I swear t' all that's holy that this place is haunted. *Nods, completely serious, leaning back in his chair*
How 'bout tellin' us a little 'bout yerself? Ya know, what kinda personality ya got? *looks thoughtful* Well...some `o the blokes around here would say I'm a tad on the odd side *pouts* I'm not though...really I'm not. *sighs* the stage hands just like to give me a hard time about the whole ghost thing *mutters* `course they bloody well wouldn't if they had seen one...*Stition is obviously very superstitious and very interested in the supernatural. He reads whenever he can and is what some would refer to as 'an easy target' and is often the butt of jokes. He has a good sense of humor about it though and usually just shrugs it off; usually*
Any special talents? *Runs his hand through his hair again* I don't believe so...*shrugs* I used to be quite the fighter back in England but uh...*looks down at his hands* not so much anymore... *Stition was hit rather hard in the head during a fight and it permanently ruined his eyesight*