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Louis Oliver

"Evil can never enter unless you let it in. For my case, well, it was just a case of mistaken identity."

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a character in “Thirteen”, as played by broken-wings

Description

ImageName: Louis Oliver
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male

Looks: Standing at an acceptable height of 6 foot 1, Louis has lightly tanned skin and bright golden-colored eyes. His hair falls gently over his eyes in bangs, curling slightly at the end. His body built is lean but possesses well-toned muscles.
Personality: His memory is like a snapshot, when it sees something, it stays there until he no longer wants it there, which well of course, is mostly never the case. He is a quiet quy, the type to slip in and out, the one who might just steal your most precious diamond ring off your grip and you wouldn't notice. He is the type that grabs attention when he wishes to. He is the sneaky kind of guy that gets around you and descides when he wishes to change the subject, not when you do. He gets what he wants and is proud of it, but knows when to give back. Being the Informant, he likes to catch every little detail that happens around him. He is great with numbers and puzzles such as the Rubik cube which he uses to kill off his free time.
History:
Louis was an exchanged student from the United Kingdom, and came a year or so before the two gangs were made. He easily made his way into being one of the members of what is now known as one of the "best" gangs in Japan. Sure, you can say they are small, but to his opinion, it is skill that makes something truly good. With his photographic memory, he easily took place as one of the Gang Informants. Just recently, their leader, Hayato, proved to appear in a car accident, sending huge shock to him once he realized that his leader had forgotten not just his own gang but the people that were part of his family.

Role in the Gang: Informant
Gang Affiliation: Thirteen
Equipment: Voice recorder, notepad and pencil, a pistol -just in case of need- though he is really good at the knifes

Likes:
-Organized things
-Girls
-Mind games
-Drawing
-His job
Dislikes:
-Open places
-Bright lights
Hobbies:
-Playing and solving games/puzzles
-listen to music. Never, ever touch his iPod, he is very picky about keeping that information to himself

So begins...

Louis Oliver's Story

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#, as written by broken-wings
Louis laid on one of the couches, his body takin up the whole space, his legs crossed and resting on the farm armrest when their leader had made his way in. For some reason, he seemed to not recognize them. So, why would he be here in the first place?

It hadn't been more than a few seconds until he turned and left after the many exclaims. Unlike the other, the boy had no reaction what so ever. Maybe it was just a thing that came with he accident. Sure it was weird, but their leader must just be joking.

He couldn't help but chuckle at Nahla's repsonce. The only girl in the group, he couldn't never stop the feeling of wanting to tease her. With a shrugg, he looked up from he notepad he held and closed it, sliddin the pen into the front flap. "Probably nothing more than a joke; calm down," he replied with a small roll of his eyes. "The guy will come to his senses in no time."

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Nahla turned her face to look at Louis, her eyes opening wide in a moment of deep thought. Not true, she thought. Nahla had known Yamato for so long, she could always tell when a joke was being played, always read his emotions. Without meaning too, she started pacing. It was something she rarely did, Yamato normally being the one to call the shots, Nahla just inserting what was needed to be said, but he wasn't here now.

And even if he was, he wouldn't know what to do, she thought. Because he's lost his memory, and it's likely that we've lost him.

She stopped her self from pacing, and turned again to face Louis, taking a step closer to him. "Yeah but what if it's not? What if we've lost the best gang leader in Japan?" The anger was evident in her voice, even as she tried to hide it. She'd never been good with emotions.

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The boy rolled his eyes slightly; he was more the kind of relaxed person. "Well, you better calm down because freaking the hell out of your mind won't help solve anything," he responded, his golden eyes locking with her dark ones. His calmness was a huge contrast against her anger and the two emotions seemed to bounce themselves apart.

"If he doesn't come back, I'm sure everyone will agree with me; we'll look for him. We would never leave him, not anyone in our family. But now, you have to put on your shoes and take lead," he motioned to the room and the members around him. With a shrugg of the shoulders, he bent down to grab the pad that he had accidentally dropped and started making his way across the large area, towards the elevator that would soon take him to his room's level.

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[I kinda want to catch up to the other two character, so if you don't mind we can skip those hours in between? If not we can just roleplay them out]

The sky outside looked out at him with one big, white eye, the one he had so many times tried to capture into paintings but never got it just right. In his room, he had taken the time to sit by the small window and stare out into the city. It was early in the morning, and the sun was far to rise, but sleep just didn't seem to come.

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Nahla kept her eyes locked on Louis's head, even as he turned and walked to the elevator. She let out a sigh of annoyance, and released the rest of the gang.

She went up to her room and decided to practice hand to hand combat on her punching bag, working until her knuckles were cut and bleeding. Nahla smiled to herself, proud that she knew how to fight well.
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Nahla went to the elevator, and without thinking, found herself walking to the floor that Louis's room was on. She walked to the door, and knocked on it. Louis is the only other person who had authority in the gang other than me and Yamato, and I'm gunna need his help, she thought, the only thing giving her confidence to stay put.

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He heard a knock, faint from where he sat and his first reaction was to sigh, who was empty-headed enough to be coming at four in the morning? But then again, he was awake at four in the morning, so wasn't that the same? No, he decided as he stood.

Louis wasn't bothered, or even slightly annoyed as he pulled a shirt over his head and made his way to the door; just a little bit curious of who might be lurking his early in the morning outside of their rooms. The hallway was lit by a few lights, but it was dim and he could add a little bit gloomy. If it wasn't for the shape and size, he wouldn't have truly known that it was Nahla, the only girl in the XII ranks. "Hey," he muttered as he looked at her. "Something moi might be able to help you with?" He didn't seem particulary excited about her stopping in, but he added a small smile to let he know he wasn't mad, at least not yet.

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"Hey," Nahla replied, just barely making out Louis's face. "Can I, uh, come in?" She wasn't nervous or anything, but she did realize how strange it was that she had come to his room at 4 in the morning. But then again, he doesn't get much sleep, she thought, imagining the bags under his eyes that so nicely matched hers. "I need help with.." She didn't really want to say aloud that she needed help with running the gang, but it would be obvious to him. He could tell how hard she thought before making decisions for the group, and he probably had noticed that she too got less sleep than most of the gang members.

Nahla started playing with her hands from sheer habit, not caring that they were both covered in blood from her gushing open knuckles.

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(Next Morning)

Yamato awoke and groaned with pain "Where the hell am I?" He said to Haru

He awoke with minor headaches from being drunk the night before. Seeing Haru asleep on the couch, he decided to leave since he really should get back to the main task at hand, infiltrating XIII, Yamato wrote a note saying that they shall meet again someday and his phone number. He then left the hotel and drove the XIII headquarters.

XIII HQ


Yamato arrived back to the HQ and went to his room. He took a shower to calm himself down and to relax his worries away. After his shower, he went down to the lobby to wait for everyone else to arrive

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-Trickster, just wait a bit until happyface and I catch up :)-

[b]"I need help with..."[/I] She trailed off, no more words needed for him to understand her need. He responded with one of his famous eye rolls as he opened the door a little further more. "First of all, I won't tolerate any more early-bird visits, understand?"

Not giving her the slightest chance to answer, Louis stepped aside. Closing the door behind him, he flicked the lights on. He cared for Nahla, a respect for being the only girl in the group out of twelve guys, but he didn't treat her any differently than any of the other members. Well, except for him teasing her once in a while.

"So princess," he said with a sigh, "Anything specific you want to start off with?"

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Nahla almost rolled her eyes as Louis did, opening the door enough for her to slip in. "First of all, I won't tolerate any more early-bird visits, understand?" She opened her mouth to reply, but he didn't give her a chance as he walked into the room. She followed right behind as he closed the door. She blinked slightly as he turned on the lights, blinding her for a mere second.

"So princess," she heard him say, then releasing a sigh, "Anything specific you want to start off with?"

A slight smile came to her face at his familiar teasing, something she had grown used to over the years. "Well maybe we should work on getting territory back?" She said, thinking deeply about it. She hated to admit it, and never would aloud, but it was obvious that most of the gang members didn't respect her, and didn't like to follow her, meanwhile, everyone seemed to love Louis.

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He took a seat by the edge of his bed. Unlike most men, his room was clean and everything was in the right place. The walls had an extremely light beige color, bare of any posters or anything of the such. His bedsheets and curtains where white while the furniture which was only the bed, onenight table and a wardrobe, was a dark brown color.

"Nahla, the best thing to do is try and get our leader back. For now, we have survived without him being here for the last few weeks. I will try to double the patrols, but you know we can't overwork our guys and have them all tired up for when the time comes and we need all the troops we can get."

He looked around the simple room, it was impossible to get anything out of him from it, there was nothing to tell anyone anything about him from it, and that was the way he liked it.

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"Nahla, the best thing to do is try and get our leader back. For now, we have survived without him being here for the last few weeks. I will try to double the patrols, but you know we can't overwork our guys and have them all tired up for when the time comes and we need all the troops we can get."

Nahla looked around the room as he talked, looking for signs of what he did in his spare time, but their were none. "Well duh.But I don't think that's going to be easy. " He's probably going to make a sarcastic remark about how I'm over reacting and that he was just joking, again, she thought. It would be typical, and she couldn't say he was wrong, but it was in her gut instinct that he was telling the truth.

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He raised an eyebrow, "Well, were you expecting me to throw out this evil genious plan that I have been plotting for the last five years, in knowledge that one day he will be in the accident and I could take over not onlyThirteen but the All-Saints?" He rolled his eyes, not only because of that, but also because the interest she had as she looked around. "Are you here to ask me questions or search through my personal belongings?" he added.

The boy stood and walked over to the girl, putting his arm on her back and leading her to the door. "Go back to sleep and we'll talk over this in a few hours," He said, this time his tone rather gentle, "I'll think of something."

"Night Nahla," he said softly with a small wink.

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Nahla rolled her eyes, yet again, and exited the door. She gave him a small smile as he winked and turned, walking towards the elevator, and waiting for it to come. He talks to me like I'm a child, she thought, crossing her arms over her chest. But to him, I am a child. I'm a child who thinks she knows what she's doing, but doesn't. And all of a sudden, Nahla was angry.

She stepped in the elevator as the doors opened, and pushed the button to her floor, glancing back at Louis's door as she waited for the doors to close. Finally, they did, and she looked back down to her hands. They were covered in drying blood, her cuts stretching from her first knuckle by the tips of her fingers to the last at the end of her palm. Ew.

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"So do you know anything about the gang?" She said, hoping that he either knew enough to take back his place, or not enough to force her to. Then she could get Louis to help her more. She wondered where he was right now, thinking of how funny it would be if he were to randomly show up. It would probably help, and he would know what to do, unlike her.

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"That's not much." She stated, racking her mind for the things she should tell him, and the things she shouldn't. But she couldn't decide, and therefore, rather in character, she said nothing on the matter. Checking her watch, Nahla realized the time. Although it was early, she wasn't even close to tired, and Hayato didn't seem so either. And, knowing what she knew, she bet that Louis would be awake soon, if not already. Opening the door again, she turned her eyes up to Hayato. "Well, I'm going down stairs. Don't know if you wanna, but today is sure going to be a lot of work."

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Hayato saw Nahla leave his room, He could tell that she had a disappointed disposition by the look of her face. Hayato frowned, he tried to remember with all his effort but hey, you can't blame a guy that forgot all of his memories for trying. Furthermore, if he was going to try to remember, Hayato should go downstairs with Nahla because there might be something of important value that Yamato might remember. After thinking about his options for a bit. Hayato went downstairs and followed Nahla K

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Louis was down on the sofa, his body taking the space from one armrest to the other, making it obvious that he did not care for company or had any intention of sharing the sofa. This was his self-proclaimed spot other than his room and the members seemed to respect that. After all, it wasn't as if it was the only seat available.

He had forgotten about the two major problems they were dealing with. He was the type of person that took things more gently, not stressing himself too much, or more than he thought necessary. The room was practicaly empty, all to himself, and quieter than usual. Not that he would have noticed, ofcourse, for his headphones blocked out any possible noise, his volume set high. What he listened to would be kept private and unmentioned, ofcourse, he in no way intended letting anyone hear. No one ever had, and he made sure the members kept their sticky fingers off his iPod. Actually, away from everything that belonged to him.

His eyes were closed, his left hand resting on the music player that sat on his stomach. It was early in the day, but he had decided to take it off, unless he was asked to do something. Maybe he would go get a frozen yogurt or something like that later on. Maybe he would invite Nahla or ask a random girl to accompany him. No, not likely. He enjoyed his time alone, but just maybe.

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Walking to the elevator, Nahla was glad to see Hayato follow her, although she didn't show it physically. Pushing the floor's button, she watched the doors close, not saying anything to the boy with her, and stepping out as they opened. Seeing Louis, in his usual stop on the couch with his music player on, she rolled her eyes, taking a pillow from the chair next to her and tossing it at him. Get up, she thought, putting her hand on her hip as she waited for him.

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Hayato just yawned and it seemed that as each second walked by, the thought of Haru creeped into his mind like a burglar sneaking through the contours of the victim's house. He somewhat blushed but he never shown the signs of him solemnly thinking about a certain someone, in this case, it was the All-Saints leader, Haru Tanaka. However, he didn't lose sight of his main objective to maintain his cover as "Yamato", the assumed alias that he attained since he still cannot remember his name. It was somewhat silent as he awaited for Louis to awake and for Nahla to await for Louis to awake.

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Louis' left eye opened as the pillow landed softly on his stomach. "I'm up, I'm up," he mumbled softly through gritted teeth as he swung his legs over the side of the couch, now sitting up. Quickly typing into his iPod, he took off both of his headphones and looked up at both of them, almost waiting.

Puffing out a small cloud of air, he looked at the two, his eyebrows raising slightly. "Morning, morning," he said with an obviously exagerrated smile, his perfect set of teeth showing. He frowned then, not really sure wether it was indeed morning or not. Shrugging the thought away, he glanced at them for a second before his attention was engulfed back to his iPod, where he now seemed to be opening to a game of some sorts.

Without taking his gaze off from the screen, he spoke with easeness, as if unaffected by the problems around him, "So, boss, any special mission for today?" He was always like that, and thankfully, not too many bothered with his ways. His voice carried obvious sarcasm, but it was light, just playful. He wasn't certainly interested in doing anything action-related other than his game today, but if it always came to something, he would, with no hesitation -well, maybe just a little at times- do what Yamato said.

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