<br/><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>Katerina Souls<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/>Marcus chuckled with amused confusion at Kat's grumble, but he was beginning to piece together the puzzle. So she had been taken here by a friend, but she had not quite understood what Bekamor offered. Well, though she seemed to be angry, she also seemed to be taking it in stride. He did not know how he would have taken such a revelation as she had, but he would definitely not appeared as calm. His breakfast was now sad remnants of what it had been before, but Marcus was a big eater, and so began to spear whatever he could in a kebab on his fork, his eyes watching Kat.<br/><br/>He had sensed the irritation in her eyes, but, as a good reader of people, he noted as she swung swiftly back to the cheerful self she was when he first saw her. She would be fun to be around, he decided. The way she looked down his body assured him of that. He was subtle, though; come on too strong, and it might be weird, especially with a girl who was just understanding the point of Bekamor. More importantly, it wasn't the kind of thing he did. He cocked his head at her response, a surprised smile on our face. "Wow...we have quite the artist here, then, don't we?" he stated, grinning. "I'm impressed. Singing and dancing have never been my forte, and now we have a girl with skills in both." When she asked about him, he let out a laugh, scratching the back of his head in an almost embarrassed way.<br/><br/>"I'm nowhere near as big as you." he teased. "Just a pharmacist. Doing some stuff with medicine, making sure there are no faked prescriptions..." He shook his head and shrugged. "I bet you have a lot of cooler stories to tell than I do." He finished off his improvised breakfast-kebab and looked down at his two empty plates, then at her food. "Do you want to take a walk on the beach after breakfast? Bekamor is absolutely stunning, I have to say, and perhaps there could be a little skinny dipping and naked tanning." His voice was light and innocent, but the way his eyes sparkled was not. "I have yet to experience the true pleasures of this place...and it seems like you are the same."