<span style="font-style: italic">Ever since the vampires came out of their coffins claiming to no longer need synthetic blood the small town of bon temps has been put through A bit of stress True blood , and vampires some claim to be the fault.  But with the vampires now out and in political light , other super naturals feel they can work on the same. However with these thoughts come more pressing matters.</span><br/><br/><br/>Name: Alexander Cromwell<br/>Human:<div class="inline-attachment">
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</div><br/><br/>Alex drove his beat up 1969 Chevy Camero to the bar named merlotts. It seemed the new small home he bought in Non temps was nice and all, but a job was still mandatory. The only place that offered for a job at the moment was that place, well at least a job that didn't need any prior experience. He heaved a sigh, it wasn't like he was happy about running away from the vampire queen of new york. She was scary, and god knows she loved were's.<br/><br/>Though were wolves were his ultimate enemy, oh well. His slick black hair, and lose black T-shirt, with tight blue jeans only helped him show off his abbs.  Trying not to look like a new englander was hard in a small southern lousianna town. Why the fuck did he pick to lay low here again?<br/><br/>His hands slammed the truck's door as he made his way inside the bar. Giving a friendly nod to Sam. " Hey , thanks for job, "<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" No problem, now get back there and help Lafayette cook , since Terri took time off." </span>There was small chatter about the anti-vampire fellow ship. It was rather stupid in his mind. If humans knew there were worse things like fae or goblins. By god his sister taught him the horrors of fae. Far scarrier than vampires. Tampering with magic bleh.<br/><br/>He made his way to the back starting to cook , and help with making sure orders were made correctly.