*„Don't say you want me, dont say you need me, dont say you love me, It's understood. Dont say you're happy out there I know you cant be 'cause its no good„* And the lamp was turned on in the hotelroom of one of the finer established Inns of Rhydin. His form was now lit and seen leather boots, pants and trench where seen upon his body while a black net shirt played across wide chest condsidering his frame. He stayed seated, breathing was shallow & slow as those chocolate brown orbs where fixed upon his bed & the bare woman in it only scarcely covered in satin sheets. Hand lifted & pushed back the long shoulder length black hair from his face as the woman woke up & turned over. Movements brought the sheets down from her as her words came forth:: ahmm awake already?...::she smirked a bit as her eyes where still glazed over from the events prior. He nodded & placed his hands upon the armrest of the chair & pushed himself up & started to head to the door, casually tossing a question over his shoulder to her while he paused::I'll be back.. want anything.„* *„*Drevon St. James*„*
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Lil boy raised right, but on the wrong side of life. Drevon St. James was raised in what could easily be called the mob life. He went to the parties, the gatherings, and the funeral's. His father was a good boyhood friend to the Don of this particular Mob Family. The Don's name was Francis Franchetti and he took a small liking to Drevon, the way he was always distant to everyone actually made the Don reach out to the boy.
After several years Drevon ended up calling the Don, Uncle Frankie. By the age of 16 Drevon commited his first murder for the Mob. He took out a small time thug who thought they could weasel his way into Uncle Frakies turf. After this it was all up hill or down hill from there depending on how you view things.. by the age 18 Drevon was one of the Mobs top hitmen easily in the top 10.. age 21 he was #2 only to Jackie Estacado, Uncle Frankies nephew. Drevon was known for his quiet hits, they where'nt ultra violent like some of Jackie's just sutle and graceful. That and Drevon had the definative pokerface when performing hit's, if Frankie needed information out of a target before they where to be killed Drevon could get it out of them. (Under constuction)
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