Lenny
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Mask This fellow has dyed the touseled mop at the top of his fade a rampaging shade of magenta, but it somehow works with his natural coloring. The undercut and his beard are both black. He has olive skin and a very bold nose. He wears one black stud earring in his left ear. He looks physically fit, like he works out, though not to the point where it's the first thing anyone might notice about him. He's just shy of six feet tall. He's typically dressed in pretty low-key clothing: jeans, t-shirt, nothing special. Mien There’s something distinctly serpentine about this person, in the cut of his jawbone and the slice of his cheekbones. Scales of gleaming, apparently literal, steel are grafted into his skin at certain points; marching up his neck and across the sides of his face, and covering most of his hands. Those hands seem fully capable of plunging into fire, withstanding cuts and sparks without issue. His eyes are the cold color of a gas flame. His shock of multicolored hair is cut much like his mask’s, with a darker black forming the sides of his head and his beard, highlighting angular features, high cheekbones, and a bold nose. A close look shows that the colored bits are *wires*, filament fine and woven together into tight braids. Lenny is a bit close-mouthed about his history, and even digging into his public records probably doesn't offer a great good deal of insight. They look boring, those records. The Chateau of Lovely Tarts - Lenny runs a coffee bar and bakery in [Neighborhood TBD]. Ask about the secret menu. It won't disappoint. Dealmaker - Lenny makes a habit out of making and brokering deals. Need something? He might help out, for a price. Not So Sweet Summer Child - He can do a lot more with those knives than slice fondant. What's He Doin' With that Thing? - Lenny is a modern MacGyver. Whatever you do, don't lock him in a supply closet. CONTACTS HERE
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