<div class="floatright">(http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm18/undisclosedtoyou/Prettyboy02Cresized.jpg)</div>His eyes lingered on the offered cigarette and he only hesitated a moment before taking it.  He hadn't technically tried smoking before, but the guys in the movies always looked cool with one between their lips, and he wanted to look cool, or at least tough...at least some of the time.<br/><br/>He held it in his hands, allowing his eyes to gaze at it intently.  The tip of his index finger ran over it lovingly before he looked back up and smiled, delighted with his new acquisition.<br/><br/>At the mention of his name his smile faded away in thought.  There was a sense of secrecy with his identity, on the other hand it was just his name, it wasn't like he would be able to track him with it.  There was no record of his birth, none of the safe houses, or hotel rooms he stayed at where under his name, and if push came to shove he could take up another alias like saying the 123's.<br/><br/>"My name is Sin."<br/><br/>The words came out without any further thought, and his gaze fell back to the cigarette in his hand.