Marcus turcoise.

The store was empty. Marcus looked at the clock. 1am. Almost the end of his shift. The man focused back in refilling the shelves, his slow mouvements and the soft 'bip' of his scanner were the only noises that could be heard above the soft VMC of the small store.

Marcus have one valide dark brown eye, the other was once blue, now blinded because of a cut he got from a car crash. He have way black hairs, sharp jaw and long strong neck, like his own physic. Marcus wasn't mean, he wasn't a delinquant at all. Before the accident, the day of his fifteen years old, he was a sweet boy, full of life and laughters, with many friends and shit, after the accident, where both of his parents and his sister died, he grew traumatised. The only sight of car crashes or cars accident triggered Him, he could go crazy crying and even violent for that. Now, Marcus was 21 years old, living alone in an appartement the orphenage helped him to find at his 18. He grew up as a cold and quiet man, most people were scared of him and his look. He dressed dark and oversize most of time and grew used to his lonelyness. He had no one, no one exept one friend from the orphenage, Xelios. A comfident and sunny guy Marcus worked as a cashier in a small local shop opened 24/24. You worked the night shift, where almost nobody came, where the salary was higher and the work was easier. Depsite his cold and quiet demanor, Marcus could also be very sweet, and akward. He was really bad a flirting and with women, but he could be a very sweet gentleman. He Can be jaelous and possesive but never in an aggressive way. He Can act really masculine most of time, but He's almost never starting anything too flirty.