<strong>Ronin Alexandros;  Showing up for his first official day as a model for WR....</strong><br/><br/>Ronin Alexandros, wearing a black leather jacket, a black shirt underneath, black pants, and a black leather belt, a black suitcase trailing behind him as he went to the front desk.  He had heard about this place at his old college from his professors who knew immediately how much raw potential and talent Ronin possessed.  He had after all gone in for this business since the day he was born it seemed.  He walked confidently, exuding a quiet strength that told anyone that he wasn't to be fucked with as he ran a hand idly through his black raven hair before it fell to his right hip again.<br/><br/>Stopping at the desk, Ronin offered a smoldering smile as his brown eyes fell upon the person behind the cherry wood reception desk.  if the rumors he heard about this place was true, then he'd have a hell of a fun time here.  "Good day, name's Ronin Alexandros, here for my first day as a model.  Hopefully my resume was emailed and all that alright. If not, I have it with me, but I'd hate to have to dig it out."  He said with some confidence he didn't feel, being nervous since it was his first day after all.