<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Nobody...yet<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Dining Area<br/><strong>When: </strong>August 6th, morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A pair of white boxers<br/><hr/><br/>Morning runs were the best, Marcus decided as he stepped out of the restaurant. His hair was still wet from the shower he had taken after his run, and he had since washed off the sheen of sweat, but the nice, cool feelings in his muscles remained. He let out a very satisfied sigh, his enjoyment rather complete. There was a smile on his face as he held his plate of food, a rather large meal, toast, omelette, bacon, hash browns, a stack of three pancakes, and a bowl of fruit. He had simply piled it on at the buffet, and he did not regret stuffing his face one bit. When a man was hungry, a man was hungry!<br/><br/>The only thing he regretted about the morning run was the lack of someone else. He hadn't seen a single other person along the beach, a pity, because the sunrise had been so beautiful. Still, it was not his concern what they did, but he found himself craving a company after his solitary morning. Still, it seemed that the place was mostly empty, and that the people he saw were mostly involved with others. Marcus was open, but not rude; let them have their own. He was sure he'd find some good company this morning.<br/><br/>And indeed he did, right behind what seemed to be a model of Mt. Everest made entirely of fruit and waffles. He heard her before he saw her, and almost passed by her, his mind a bit distracted. Her voice, however, and her gentle, depressing song caught his attention almost immediately, and he stopped right next to her, his waist awkwardly close to her face as he balanced his two plates of food. "Hey." he greeted with a warm smile. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, gesturing to the one across from her.<br/><br/>