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Chantelle Banks
19 years old
Class: Rookie
Wavy Hair, the colour of coffee beans
Dark skin
38D
Toned stomach
Shapely legs

Looking for a cast of characters. We all work and usually sleep at the firehouse. Looking for a department chief, he has to be a real prick. Very stubborn and serious about work.

Please PM me before you join.

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It was her first day as an official firefighter. There were many directions her life could have turned too. Many different paths she could take. She chose this one, in honor and memory of her father. Known across LA as one of the greatest firefighters they ever had, she had to follow in his footsteps. Besides, she loved everything about it. Yes, he life would be placed in high risk every time the alarm sounded. But she was willing to put it all on the line.

And when there was no one left in your life to be effected by your death, you could careless what happened.

Lugging her duffle bag over her shoulder. She was scheduled for an overnight stay. To say she was terrified was an understatement. She didn’t know what to expect. And finding our your chief was a real hard ass didn’t help. Only meeting him briefly about a week ago, she knew right off the bat he wouldn’t be pleased with her outgoing, bouncy and overly friendly self. So she liked to goof around every now and then. She wasn’t hurting anybody and wouldn’t dream of doing it when on the job.

Pulling wind tossed hair into a untidy bun as she walked closer to the firehouse, Chantelle spotted a few of her fellow firefighters busy at work. Washing the fire truck. They seemed to be having fun. She watched them through thick lashes and softly chewed on her bottom lip.

Well here went nothing…

“Hey?!” She called out to get their attention. “Busy?”
 
Jim Smith
23 years old
3 year Veteran Fire Fighter
Short cropped black hair
Tanned from working in the sun
Height 6'3
Weight 220 lbs
Toned fit musclar body but not muscle bound

ooc After playing college ball at UCLA Jim had visions of playing pro ball till as junior he blew out his knee ending his playing days and his scholarship at UCLA. not being wealthy he couldnt afford to continue his studies at a major university so he followed in his fathers footsteps and joined the fire department.

As Jim is polishing and cleaning the engine he hears a voice behind him “Hey?!” She called out to get their attention. “Busy?” Looking up from what he's doing to see who owned the feminie voice he heard Jim smiled as he noticed the new guy wasnt a guy at all but a very attractive girl. " Hi there you must be the newbie welcome aboard" Jim extends his hand in greeting.
 
“Thank you.” She takes his hand. It engulfs her dainty little fingers. An odd feeling it was, it had been a while since she had been in the company of physically fit men. Working part time in a restaurant did her no good. Pulling her hand away, she shoves her hands deep into her front pockets.

She wasn’t sure what to say next so… "What are you guys doin?” She asks politely. She’s eager to get wet, loves washing cars. She’s had fun times in the process.
 
Releasing his hand she asks "What are you guys doin?” "Tim replies "Washing the trucks and getting them ready for the shift" pointing over his shoulder toward the sleeping area he continues; " you can find an empty locker in there stow your gear and come get your feet wet and help wash this truck Name's Tim by the way Chief should be here shortly" then he returns to washing the truck hoping she had'nt noticed him checking her out.
 
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