IC:Christopher Carmonte
5'11
Black hair
Medium build
Green eyes
Olive skin
Christopher is working his way up from thug status in the world of organized crime, working on becoming a capo. He sits in his cousin's bar, smoking a cigarette and nursing a jack n coke. He had a job to do, but was waiting for the call to proceed in haggling some shyster out of paying up. He deserved better than this, and everyone knew it, or should know it. It was alright though, these feelings always helped fuel the beatings he'd lay on someone. It's not how big you are or how hard you fight, but how smart you fight, and Chris thought he was pretty damned smart.
So he sat there, awaiting his orders like a common goon, enjoying the free drinks and the view of the ladies coming in from the club scene for a few more drinks, or maybe a lil blow. Women just loved to powder their noses.
5'11
Black hair
Medium build
Green eyes
Olive skin
Christopher is working his way up from thug status in the world of organized crime, working on becoming a capo. He sits in his cousin's bar, smoking a cigarette and nursing a jack n coke. He had a job to do, but was waiting for the call to proceed in haggling some shyster out of paying up. He deserved better than this, and everyone knew it, or should know it. It was alright though, these feelings always helped fuel the beatings he'd lay on someone. It's not how big you are or how hard you fight, but how smart you fight, and Chris thought he was pretty damned smart.
So he sat there, awaiting his orders like a common goon, enjoying the free drinks and the view of the ladies coming in from the club scene for a few more drinks, or maybe a lil blow. Women just loved to powder their noses.