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Christofer Alan Bone

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a character in “A Summer in Paris”, originally authored by Onuwa, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Christofer Bone

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Full Name
Christofer Alan Bone

Nick Names
Chris and Bone

Age
25 years old

Role
Paris Residents 1

Love Interest
Friend one


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Distinct Markings
Chris tends to keep himself looking as professional as possible, but as of late with the upcoming trip to Paris, he's let his hair grow a bit longer and has ever started growth on bit of a beard. As for scars Chris has one right across his back from when he fell out of a tree when he was little, as a little boy he was so proud to announce that it took 15 stitches to sow it back up again, he also has a small scar above his left eye, he likes to say it was a rock climbing accident but really it was a frying pan his wife had thrown at him. He has no tattoos or piercing's as he doesn't much like needles or needless holes in his body.

Appearance
Chris has lovely light blue eyes, and dark brown hair. He's around 6 feet and is around 160 pounds. He tries to keep up at the gym and runs but he has no real muscle mass to prove he does so. He's fairly lanky and thin. Generally he is seen with a nice suit on, some designer brand, and often looks very professional, his line of work requires that he makes a good first impression. But when Chris is alone he dons jeans and old t-shirts like any man.

Likes
Travelling, for work or pleasure. Chris enjoys going to different places to meet new people.
Soccer(football he calls it)- He's a big fan of the Dutch team as well as his home team.
Honey roasted peanuts- they are his favourite snack food.
His Son- When Chris is home it is not his wife that he look forward to seeing most but rather his 2 year old son. His name is Peter.

Dislikes
Confrontation- Chris cant stand fighting and often will retreat and run away if he feel like a fight will come on
Early rising- He often books his flights and busses in the afternoon so he can sleep in a little longer. Chris is not a morning person
The smell of coffee- He cant even drink it, the smell often makes him feel sick
Cat's- he allergic and therefor thinks he has a good reason to dislike the nasty buggers.

Secrets
Chris has a son whom he loves dearly but he doesn't talk about him with anyone, his work doesn't even know he has a family.
Chris has a wife who he stopped loving long ago, it had been a fling and now according to he she is suppressed and cant do anything. This causes her to be angry and to lash out quite violently against him. He doesn't wear his wedding ring anymore, He's ashamed and frightened of his wife.
Chris isn't happy, even through he tries not so show it, he wants to leave his wife and take his son far away from her but he is too intimidated by her to even try.


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Personality
Chris is as much kind as he is a coward. He's the guy that will buy a cup of coffee for a homeless man and stop and listen a while to street musicians. He likes volunteering as well as doing odd favours for his friends and neighbours. On the other hand if he feels that a fight or some event might escalate he will find some excuse to be home and hide there as quick as he can. He's a modest fellow and doesn't like to tell people that he is filthy rich, he finds the fight more if they know such things so he prefers to keep it a secret and act like he is on a tight budget along with the rest of the world. Chris isn't a shy person and he'll walk up to most anyone and strike up a conversation with them just because he feels like it. He's a compelling person and can convince people to do most anything. Chris is a patient person as well as very reserved about his feeling, he only shows what he wants. It was a trick he had to learn when dealing with his wife, if he had looked too happy she would blame him for being selfish and not supporting her as a good wife.

History
Chris' future was laid out for him the moment he was born. Born to a wealthy family that was running the major oil business in Ireland made a most important person. He was sent to all the finest school and was given the finest things. Had it not been for his mother Chris would have been a very spoiled boy indeed, she taught him the things that school didn't teach. She showed him all her favourite books, most were stories of a prince coming to save his princess and all had taught him that kindness was a valuable virtue as it made him feel good as well as the receiver. He spent most of his time with his mother reading wonderful books and going out into town together to meet people as well as volunteer.

When the time came to go to collage he was sent to England where he met he wife. They started out as very causal friends, hooking here and there. He thought he loved her. She was so beautiful and such and amazing lover that he was convinced that what he was feeling was love rather than lust. So after his first year he got down on his knee and asked her to be his to which she gladly agreed. Chris took his fiancΓ© home to meet the family and they were married a few months later. They found out the night after that she was already three months pregnant. He naturally figured that he was the father as they had been together longer than that and hadn't considered that she might have been with another. The first few months of their marriage were happy ones, but Chris would always remember the night when his parents had a lavish dinner party at their manor in Dublin. They had dressed up all fancy and went together, at the party they had split up to mingle and Chris found himself talking to a rather attractive young woman who was quite eager to join the company. Chris was impressed by her enthusiasm and they spent a great deal of time talking oil rigs and profits. Their talking did not go unnoticed. When they got home Christofer was quite happy with the nights events and he never even expected that she might hit him.

After that he found excuses to go on all sorts of business trips for the company and eventually when his father died just before the birth of his son did he take over as head of the company. He now find himself renting an apartment in downtown Paris for a few months so he can conduct important business with the French division.


Theme Song
Steal Away||Celtic Thunder
Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

Ooooh, ooooh

Let's steal away and chase our dream,
And hope they never find us.
The deary days, the empty nights,
We'll leave them all behind us.

Ooooh, aaaaah

Steal away, let's steal away
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

Oooooh.

We'll leave with just our memories,
And make a new beginning.
We have to choose,
To win or lose,
And it's time we started winning.

Mmmmm, aaaaah

Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.
Steal away, let's steal away,
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away.

So begins...

Christofer Alan Bone's Story

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Christofer Alan bone was once again away from home, much to his delight. There hadnt been a trip planned for a few months and he had resigned himself to that time at home. He had put himself in the mental state needed to stay at home but when he had been asked to go on the trip he had happily accepted. His wife of course wasn't happy about the situation, "you always leave me, you always go away and never take me, you worthless sonofabitch." she had ranted and railed at him while their child lay sleeping peacefully in the room above them. Thankfully she hadn't hit him this time. Instead he was forced to sleep on the couch and sneak around her as he packed for the trip. But eventually he was ready to go and so he went to little Peter's room and saw him playing quietly while his nanny knit humming a soft gaelic tune as she rocked on the chair. He and the nanny had exchanged looks, time and time again had he been asked to leave his wife by the kind nanny but Christofer was not strong enough to do so, and thus Peter stayed in the home with a well equipped nanny to raise him. Christofer bent before Peter and the boy smiled an innocent and naive smile at him and Christofer gave the boy a long hug. "love you lad." he muttered against the boys dark curls.
"wuv you too da." the boy said softly to him and Christofer left a half an hour later and was on the place to Paris by the evening.

His company had rented him a small one bedroom apartment that he was free to make his own for the duration of his stay. He was to remain in Paris for a few months as the Paris oil division called upon him for help. In a way this was a sort of vacation for him, when he wasn't in long meetings or at fancy dinners he was free to do as he please. So not only had he packed nice suits but he had also brought jeans and sweaters and a camera. He had bought the thing on an impulse buy according to the sales boy it was the best of the best and Christofer intended to learn how to use it. He stepped onto the balcony of the apartment. It was downtown Paris and so the streets were alive with noise and laughter. He couldn't see the Effile tower but he was sure he was close to it. Smiling he snapped a few pictures and glanced down and frowned when they were all dark. He spun a few knobs and tried again and this Tim's they were far too exposed. Once again he fiddled around with the settings and was quite pleased when it came out as a fairly decent picture.

Once he was settled into the apartment he dressed for his first dinner with the oil company. It was to be at a fine little place a few streets down with a private table for them to discuss business. He dressed for success putting on a dark suit and tie. When he looked in the mirror he patted his hair down a bit, he had let it grow out a bit longer for the trip rather than his usual short fashion and he quite liked the results. Once he deemed himself acceptable to leave he locked the door to the apartment and then headed down the stairs and outside. He began the walk towards the restaurant and while he walked a few boys came up to him. They spoke a bit too fast for him to catch what they were saying but he smiled and accepted the paper and watched them run off to give the paper to somebody else. He looked down and say it was a band advetisment. The group looked interesting and since he had the dates off for the the show he thought it might be interesting. He wanted to explore Paris, wanted to see its people and be able to tell others he had been there. Carefully he folded the paper and tucked it into his breast pocket.

The dinner was long and boring, they discussed drills and ground density. Christofer was greatful when it was over and bid everyone good night and politely declined when they offered to take him out for drinks. Instead he wanted to walk around. He loosened his tie and undid the first button of his shirt and slipped his hands into his pockets and breathed the Paris air. He smiled suddenly and that surprised him, smiled for him were often forced and a sudden spontaneous smile was rare. Perhaps Paris would do good things for him, he mused as he walked along the streets.