Name: Samuel Lucas
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species: Human
Personality: Sam is cold and calculating to everyone, but he has a soft spot for his team that helps him with his jobs.
Likes: Pasta. His team.
Dislikes: his old home
Appearance: 5'5, bronze, green eyes, curly brown hair. He has a deep, british accent.
Fears: Unknown
Outfits: white shirt, slacks, dress shoes, tie, and a long black trench coat.
Backstory: Born in england, he is the middle child of five and always felt out of place. Moved to america when he was twenty and met the wrong man, who used his intellect to help with his crimes. When he died, Sam kept up the work.
Others: he does actually smile when he's flirting. But only when he's really really drunk.
Scenarios:
Scenario 1: your at a bar having a good night, when you see a table in the back who seem to be having a better night then you. A tall, handsome man walks over, a grin on his face as he orders a few more drinks. He looks over, scanning your body, and his smile turns into a smirk. You?
Scenario 2: you just started a new job at the bank, when a man runs into you. He curses, hot coffee rolling down his chest. "Oh bloody hell" he growls out, voice deep and gravely. You?
Scenario 3: make it up!
