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</div><b>Name:</b>CHARACTER NAME<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>München (Munich), Germany<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Saturday, 3rd of July 2021<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa pool/Villa bedrooms<br/><b>Wearing:</b>White shirt seen on the photo,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fae01.alicdn.com%2Fkf%2FH1b9dfcd912164e43b117c2423077bfebT%2FBlack-Running-Sport-Shorts-Men-Gym-Fitness-Bodybuilding-Quick-dry-Short-Pants-Male-Summer-Casual-Loose.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp&amp;hash=3d9f73f669f4090dedf5907d9efaba6a" href="https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/H1b9dfcd912164e43b117c2423077bfebT/Black-Running-Sport-Shorts-Men-Gym-Fitness-Bodybuilding-Quick-dry-Short-Pants-Male-Summer-Casual-Loose.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">black shorts</a>, bare feet.<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Arisa Victoria Taylor<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Arisa (<a class="username" data-user-id="7735" data-username="Mika-chan" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/7735/">Mika-chan</a>), Open<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div style="text-align: justify">There was a long pause after Arisa finished, and during that silence, Marcus pondered on whether he should tell her or not. He had no doubts that this game will be that of trust and he suspected that others were already forming their own bonds. Then he looked at her, finally reaching the end of internal conflict and the resolution was that he should be honest with her. Perhaps the past scars are not bound to occur again.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I never looked."</span> Marcus responded to her inquiry of being single <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"In my life, accomplishments always took precedence over private life. That was partly my choice and partly due to my upbringing. I do not know how it is with other people and other families, but with mine, it is always expected to pull your own weight and achieve some levels of accolades and success before a family is being considered. Und so (and so), I looked to better myself, to make something out of myself. Das Liebe (Love) was just something that happened along the way. Most of the time, I was told, I missed all the signals."</span> He chuckled, moving his feet through the water, still enjoying the cool sensation of it.<br/>
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But then came the topic of the prize. True, he was the one who posed the question in the first place, but when it circled around to him. Should he tell her the truth? He was not about to lie, though deflecting the question was an easier option. Still, it would leave a bitter taste in his mouth, and so, he decided to be honest again <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"When I graduated, I received an invitation to collaborate on a project along with some of my colleagues and their mentor. The idea was to make a sensor with accurate recognition software for electric cars that would allow the onboard computer to detect incoming objects, calculate their mass and velocity, and even take actions to avoid a collision."</span> Marcus paused for a moment, his eyes fixed at a distant point. He licked his lips, pressed them hard once, and then continued <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"It was... niche equipment and the prerequisites demand a very specific onboard computer that demands car to be electric and properly adjusted. My colleagues were in charge of electronics while I was making a code for it."</span><br/>
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A small grin appeared, perhaps it was a sense of pride that he felt as he explained it to her <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"It was a very complicated code and I invested everything I had, personally, into this project."</span> His face relaxed and turned sour <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I made two mistakes. First was that I trusted my colleagues implicitly, and by the end of it, given that I was listed only as 'junior assistant' to their mentor, they cut me off completely. The second mistake was not making a lock for the code so that I could have leverage in the event they did... well... turn on me. The conclusion was, I spent around seventy thousand Euros and ended with nothing in the end. Not even a mention."</span> That last sentence caused an unpleasant sting in his chest, one that he still felt as fresh as if it were done yesterday. Still, he took a deep breath and collected himself.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Naturally, mein Vater (my father) was still on firm ground that I should own my mistakes and find my own solution, rather than to have family help."</span> He chuckled, pulling his right leg up, bending it in the knee, and placing it on the edge of the pool. He leaned his arms on that knee before continuing <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"A month ago I saw an advertisement for this show. At first, I brushed it off, but my friend insisted I should at least try. I harbored no expectations, but I still applied. Turns out, I got accepted... and now I am here. I will not lie, I came with a goal to win, but... I cannot tell you what will happen along the way. Maybe something will change, maybe I will fall in love. I never had this much free time to do nothing."</span> He chuckled again, licking his lips once again.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"First impressions. They are difficult, tricky."</span> He pushed himself and stood up, offering his hand toward Arisa to climb out of the pool <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I learned not to put too much trust in it, but, on occasion, I listen to my instinct. That's how I picked you. You seem quite interesting to me, a little bit unlike the others. All of them stand out in their own way, some with their looks, others with the way they act. It is difficult to say who is who... masks are still on, everyone is trying to look their absolute best in front of the others. We puff our chest, we show all our best of qualities while hiding the worst. I am curious to see what happens when those masks fall off. But, for now, I am quite content with my choice."</span> He grinned again <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Shall we go inside then? Meet with others and change?"</span><br/>
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The walk inside was still pleasant, and Marcus enjoyed Arisa's company, far more than he initially let out. These few moments of peace, spent in private conversation, managed to lift the weight off his chest if but a little. He only briefly stopped by the bedroom, looking at other couples that were already there, some of them already talked with people from another pairing. He did not wish to assume, though, by the look of it, the next few days would be rocky for some. Picking out clothes, he made his way into the changing room. First, he needed to clean himself from the pool water, and a quick shower offered just the right relief. If he was alone, he would have preferred sleeping shirtless, though he had to consider the presence of others, especially Arisa. When he returned to the bedroom, he was wearing a white shirt and black shorts, ones he designated to be his 'pajamas' for the duration of his stay.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"So, what did we miss?"</span> He asked openly as he sat down on his and Arisa's bed, crossing his leg as he made himself comfortable onto the mattress.​</div>