<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Dantes%20Cove/christopherfawcett5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Theodore Kane<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Evo<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Basketball player/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Area<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sam and Kasume, open<hr/><br/>Theodore's bearing was rather formal but that was out of unconscious habit rather than any sort of purposeful posturing. Shaking Sam's hand he nodded at the repeated introduction and chuckled.<strong>"You did tell me.... just over there."</strong>He pointed over his should.<strong>"But that's alright. I'm just sure to remember your name now."</strong><br/><br/>After shaking Kasume's hand as well he beamed at her.<strong>"Theo is fine. That's what most call me. Well, apart from the few girls who try and mess with me or get something from me that is. They usually call me Teddy... as though that is somehow supposed to soften me toward them."</strong>The statement wasn't followed by a laugh or rolling of his eyes as some might have expected. Instead his expression was clear as though he had just stated any old fact. It didn't occur to him that neither would care about the extra information he'd just given.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh no, I'm fine but thank you."</strong>He held up his own apple as Kasume offered some of her orange. Looking back and forth between Sam and Kasume, he tried to recall if there was something he was forgetting.<strong>"Oh, I'm not interrupting anything am I? I don't mean to. It was just that you had come over then left so quickly..."</strong>He trailed off and reached up to tug at his earlobe in an idle gesture, he hadn't intended to intrude. If he was reading them correctly there seemed to be a certain level of interest between the two that indicated his presence might not be fully welcomed... then again, he wasn't exactly aces at correctly reading body language.<br/><br/>Blinking, Theo's eyes dropped from their faces catching on the sight of Kasume's sketch pad.<strong>"Oh, you draw? That's neat."</strong>There was genuine interest in his features as he raised his gaze to hers again.<strong>"I wish I could draw but unfortunately that's not a skill I possess. I'm much better with a camera than I am with a pencil."</strong>Suddenly he had the urge to pull out his camera again and snap a few photos.