<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/44/8b/89/448b894ea5c9f7aabd1b839fc1e7819b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jon Arc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13850034#msg13850034)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Traveler's suit as pictured (http://CLOTHING URL)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Evion<br/><hr/>One trait that held over since school was his gravitation towards the quieter folk.  Something about that made him want to reach out to them.  Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he felt like he was actually being listened to.<br/><br/>He grinned, “Things are good.  Moved out, being a productive member of society as a government drone.  Okay, that sounded lame.  I think I became lame.  Ugh.”<br/><br/>Jon gave an exaggerated expression of disgust as he looked for a fork and a napkin.  Finding them, he turned towards good ol’ E.R.<br/><br/>“But enough about me.  Man, it’s been forever.  Love the hair and suit.  What have you been up to?”