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Goes by Russ. Ex-military. Ex-Private Security. More of a lone wolf. MS/MC/MV. Literate. Descriptive. OC/XO/AU welcomed. #rainbow#trackerrp
@Smotheringbates pulled out his drivers license along with his credit card. He handed them over to her with a smile. He shook his head as he looked at her. βItβs not silly at all. I get it. Thereβs some shady people out there and you can never be too careful, or even trustworthy.β He had came β
@Smotheringbates returning his attention to her. He walked inside her office after her and leaned against the counter, opposite of her. βMy name is Russell Shaw and of course.β He was familiar with the process as he has been to quite a few motels and hotels. He reached into his wallet and β
@Smotheringbates her helper. He didnβt mind if it was just her. He had nowhere else to be anyways. βItβs alright. Iβm not in any rush.β He shrugged his shoulders. He nodded his head again and let her lead the way to her office. He took in the sight around him for a couple moments before β
@Smotheringbates Russell stood there with his hands inside his Jean pockets. It was a little cold out but he didnβt mind it. He actually enjoyed the cold weather. He smiled softly at her and nodded his head. βI would very much like that maβam.β He looked at her as she explained the absence of β
@Smotheringbates couple days and I heard you own this motel.β He always had manners, especially when it came to women, good-looking or not. He was raised right in that sense.
@Smotheringbates she was the owner of the hotel. He stood outside of her place after he knocked, waiting patiently. A soft smile appeared on his lips when he saw her come to the door. βAfternoon, maβam. Sorry to impose on you but Iβve heard you might be able to help me. I need a room for a β
@Smotheringbates passing through the little town in Oregon. He thought heβd stay a couple days or so, give himself a break. He needed a place to stay though while he was there and had heard from someone about the motel in town. That same person pointed him into Normas direction, telling him β
@Smotheringbates blaming him for his fatherβs death, which he had no part in. They had recently made up though after Colter found out the truth about what happened the night their dad died. He still didnβt feel all too comfortable going home though. He had just finished a job nearby and was β
@Smotheringbates in his eyes. His father up and moved him and his whole family shortly before his death, which was years ago. He still didnβt know why he did that. He was curious about that now and then but didnβt pursue anything. Being back home also brought back the memory of his brother β
@Smotheringbates back home for a while there after the security job but thought against it. He hadnβt really been back home much since he left for the military. Too many memories. Bad memories. Mostly involving his father. His father was a little tough on him. His father was paranoid, at least β
@Smotheringbates client. He didnβt talk about it and there wasnβt much to say anyways. He moved on from it and now he was onto different things. Things that involved him staying on the road. He liked that though, not staying in one place. Getting to see new places. He did think about going β
@Smotheringbates Russell had been moving around from town to town, looking for odd end jobs. Mostly doing jobs like his brother Colter, finding people and helping them. He was working a security job for a while but that didnβt pan out. He was let go because of a minor indifference with a β