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The car he currently drives. A Ferrari F250 GT Spider.<br/>
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Name: Drake MacAllister<br/>
Race: Human<br/>
Age: 21<br/>
Hair: Brown, currently with some blond highlights<br/>
Eyes: Brown<br/>
Height: 6 feet and change<br/>
Build: Athletic and toned<br/>
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Classes: <br/>
Photography &amp; Film<br/>
Biology<br/>
History<br/>
English<br/>
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Lunch<br/>
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Gym (Martial Arts)<br/>
Writing<br/>
Sociology<br/>
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Major(s): Major in cinematography with minors in Biology and History<br/>
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Soroity/fraternity: fraternity<br/>
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dom or sub: dom<br/>
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school year: Sophomore (Second)<br/>
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Personality: Social and friendly guy towards the people he considers his friends. He likes to have fun and enjoy life and go out. He also has a serious no nonsense side to his personality though that he brings to bear when it comes to anything involving his new business. Sometimes though his social involvement and acedemic career clash with the social side emerging victorioius more often than not. He cares a great deal for the submissive under his control and the creeds stipulated by the Omega house that goes with such a relationship. He is a fervent practisioner of martial arts and holds a black belt in several disciplines including taekwondo and jiu jitsu. It seems quite strange for someone like him to be so into martial arts but he has his own very personal reasons and only reveals them to those he truly trusts.<br/>
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History: As a baby he had been adopted by family. They were a hollywood movie producer and his wife and she wasn't able to conceive and decided to adopt and got Drake. His father had started out with less than nothing and was a quintessential selfmade man. The most important thing in his father's eye was a good education to make something of yourself. So despite the fact that Drake could easily live off his trust fund his father still stimulated and supported him to go to university.<br/>
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So when during his senior year in highschool he had an idea for a business his father loaned him a starting capital to use and get the business off the ground. The business was a resounding succes and he was able to pay back his father's loan within six months. The idea mostly revolved around an online bookstore that specialized in acedemic schoolbooks. With the knowledge of what books the teachers would require their students to purchase for their classes he was able to corner the market, buy the books in bulk and sell them online far cheaper than regular stores that only stocked a limited number of these specialized books. The benefit of putting the store online took away part of the labor costs, allowing him to increase his profit margin. Now, almost two years on, most of the highschools ordered their schoolbooks with him. As he started university he moved his business along with him, focusing now on Ravenwood's students too. Currently he is in the process of expanding to other students and other universities. <br/>
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It was easy to decide what major to chose when he started college. Since he wanted to at least partially follow into his father's footsteps as a hollywood movie producer the obvious choice was cinematography. But his interests were broader than that and as a way to explore different subject he decided to take up minors in both biology and history. <br/>
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Hobbies/job/skills/ect: Black belts in several martial arts:<br/>
-Taekwondo<br/>
-Jiu Jitsu <br/>
-Bujinkan budo taijutsu<br/>
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Currently CEO of his own new company called GetBooks (Get smarter, GetBooks!) but leaves the day to day handling of the business to his Vice president since he needs the time to focus on his acedemic career and still have time over to spend time with friends or his submissive.<br/>
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Other: Vice president of Omega House. <br/>
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</div><br/><br/>Drake was taking a stroll across campus, nursing a cup of takeaway iced coffee he had gotten from the cafeteria. Last night's party had been great and he had the hangover to show for it. He had decided to blow off his first class. Something he preferred not to do but he figured that with a hangover like this he probably wouldn't pick up much anyway. Time was better spent recovering so he would be up and running again soon and able to attend the class after that.<br/><br/>As he walked along he noticed Tassador leaning against and as he came closer he could just hear the last words that a girl, who had her back towards, was saying. He nodded familiarly at Tassador before moving into her field of vision and saying: "Well, if you're late for class then so are we. Hi, I believe we met last night at the party. You must be Shade, unless my hangover is getting the better of me in which case I must apologize."<br/><br/>Standing in front of her he briefly looked down and noticed the slogan on her t-shirt. With his free hand he reached into his pocket and took out his wallet. With a slightly theatrical fumble he pretended to almost drop his coffee over himself but effortlesly recovered. He fished inside his wallet and pulled out a $100 bill. "Here ya go, consider the ransom paid. Does this mean I'll get to see you again? Some time soon I hope?" He asked, adding a cheeky wink at the end for good measure.