05-07-2019, 06:16 AM
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Micheal's rigid form deflated slightly as Peaches began to speak, his eyes softening and his posture becoming much more open and much less intimidating almost immediately. The dark haired man frowned slightly, his brows furrowed as he watched the interaction and conversation between Angel and Peaches. His face was kind as he took a half step forward, not wanting to scare, or worry either parties in front of him.
He swallowed before he spoke, not sure if he trusted his voice at the moment. "Look, lass. You do seem like a good person, and this ain't really a place where good people stay... good. Angel's right, but, I'm not going to tell you what to do or what you should do. It 'aint my decision to make." Mike shrugged, turning his head to look towards Cat, he was also not in the position to accept or turn away the girl, but he didn't want her to feel... unwanted.
"I'm Mike by t' way." The man added, offering her a smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly as he introduced himself, refraining from offering his hand for her to shake, or moving any farther forwards.
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He swallowed before he spoke, not sure if he trusted his voice at the moment. "Look, lass. You do seem like a good person, and this ain't really a place where good people stay... good. Angel's right, but, I'm not going to tell you what to do or what you should do. It 'aint my decision to make." Mike shrugged, turning his head to look towards Cat, he was also not in the position to accept or turn away the girl, but he didn't want her to feel... unwanted.
"I'm Mike by t' way." The man added, offering her a smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly as he introduced himself, refraining from offering his hand for her to shake, or moving any farther forwards.
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MICHAEL FORD
Michael Ford is a 45 year old, man, he's stubbornly loyal to whatever cause he chooses, protective of his family and friends, he's a member of the Badlands. Michael has issues controlling his anger in most situations. He is a difficult opponent and well trained, feel free to power play nonviolent interactions though.