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Description
Whatever he damn well feels like. Although, his real body is pale, built like a truck, and stringy black hair.
Personality
Polite. Doesn't go out of his way to make people notice him, though. Terrified of insects.
Equipment
None.
History
:<
Anderson Council stepped in to the bar, pushing a strand of black hair from his eye. He sat at a stool, grabbing a simple beer.
Anderson Council eyed the spider, flicking it away.
Anderson Council eyed the inhabitants of the Bar. Oh hey, a Time Lord.
Anderson Council sauntered in to the bar, taking a seat.
Anderson Council glanced idly at Johnny Ace, his clothes and body morphing in to that of the magicians. Anderson looked up. He was still hatless, though.
Anderson Council glanced idly at Johnny Ace, his clothes and body morphing in to that of the magician's. Anderson looked up. He was still hatless, though.
Anderson Council noticed that Johnny wasn't paying attention and shifted back to his large, black haired true body. He looked to his side- oh, two people he knew. He slowly shifted to Izumi, managing to get the trenchcoat correct. He waved from the bar.
Anderson Council is still waving like an idiot. He stops though, giving a smile.
Anderson Council "Well I've only seen you at a distance." He stood, walking over. The Izumi-double slowly changed to match the real one better- taller, better hair, the works.
Anderson Council put up both hands, the shapeshifter changing to his real body. "I only said that because he's blind. I have to keep my eyes in his body." He had a slight tendency to ignore those he had turned in to.
Anderson Council "Animals and people is all I do." He reached idly for Izumi's shoulder.
Anderson Council dragged his hand back. "Sorry, Mister Lonely."
Anderson Council "Don't like being touched."
((Talk to you two tomorrow. :< ))
Anderson Council sauntered in, making his way to the bar.
Anderson Council cracked his knuckles. "Can I get a Jim Beam?"
Anderson Council is still sitting at the bar
Anderson Council got bored and shifted in to someone random. ((aka I'll decide in a bit|D ))
Anderson Council sauntered in to the bar, taking a seat. "A British lager, and brand, please."