<div class="floatleft">(https://p.gr-assets.com/540x540/fit/hostedimages/1382315793/5812677.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Matthew McCormick</strong><br/><strong>Location: back at the party </strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Rian, open</strong><br/><strong>Content: Intrigued but cautious  </strong><br/><strong>Wearing:Jeans, snow jacket and white Nikes</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Smiling kindly, "I have only been here for a few days, discharged from the Marines about three days ago" he said softly, "Ezrias, was a name given to me by a very close friend of mine",<em>steady old boy, you can do it</em>"He told me i constantly tried to save or help others, like a knight, and Ezrias means noble birth, serving our country is not unlike serving a king, only no sword is held by this knight." Chuckling quietly at her response to his drink, and quick to retort, "yes ma'am in fact i did, on the spot one-liners, thank you i will be here all week." Punctuated by a dramatic bow, looking up only to give her a pleasant, yet admiring smile.<br/>Sipping casually on his drink, "well, i was wandering and was greeted by some very friendly neighbors, and will hopefully be living here soon." Chuckles, "as for my clothing, i needed desperately out of my dress blues and into something warmer, the air is rather, shall i say, formidable?"<em>oh look who is mr.Charming now</em>looking quickly at his hands upon realizing, he had been staring into her eyes, he couldnt help himself, eyes were his only weakness.<br/>