Name:Marvin Meeter
Nickname: Sexy hoochy Mamma - SHM for short. Or Marv. Either one.
Codename: (For fun. These are all fruits) - Pomme (oh sure, well, apple - only in French it is sexier)
Age: 28
Position: Sexy Secretary - thief possibility if needed (because he looks good in black)
Personality: Marv is a rather calm man. His sex appeal is the purely masculine kind. He's the tall, dark, handsome, and unavailable but don't you wish, sort. He's very sweet, kind, and just a big teddy bear, only in a body that would melt butter during an Antarctic freeze.
Quirks: (As in is allergic to beef etc): Marv has issues with clowns. He hates them to the point of murder, an anomaly in the normally gentle man. He also loves puns and when he hears a good one, he snort-laughs in a rather unsexy way. This has the potential to be funny if he is around a glass of milk. He also has standards he holds to fairly tightly in regards to telephone manners.
Background: Marv was always a good looking kid. Did the football thing in highschool and college, had the gorgeous hunk of a man requisite of thirty seven girlfriends and the one boyfriend that clinched his hetero status for him. He's originally a farm boy and he'd intended to grow up and be a blown up version of James Bond. But he just couldn't come off bad ass enough to convince anyone that he could do it. He'd almost given up when his typing abilities were discovered and the rest, as they say, is history.

Appearance: Well. Sexy, kay? Broad shouldered, slim hipped, long muscular legs, shoulders that make women swoon, forearms that look like they've been chiseled out of some slightly rust colored limestone, long, powerful hands. One of those guys who can go through a hurricane and still be photographic afterwards.
Eyes: a tawny hazel with lush sooty black lashes which most women find unfair as if their existence were a cosmic joke of some sort.
Hair: black - sort of that "bedroom" hair mussed type that really could very well have been on purpose but probably wasn't.
Skin: olive colored
Height: Six foot two inches
Weight: 207 lbs
Clothes usually seen in: Dark Abercrombie type jeans, black button up fitted French men's shirt, black silk socks, black or dark brown Italian shoes, dark midnight blue silk suit jacket and tie if necessary. The clothing isn't important, really. He looks sexy in everything. But there's something to be said about a man who manages to pop out natrually even when he's dressed like a shadow.

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‘What will my death be like?’ he thought- and knew at once
with abrupt certainty, that it would be just like his life:
... the same balance of bearables.
~Amis