Handsome devil

[americancousin]

A relatively young man whose extreme handsomeness almost eclipses his incredible presence. He is an actor, of, he believes, the highest caliber. He is a man who thought he could changed the world and got his name in the history books for his trouble. Running a hand through his perfect hair, John Wilkes Booth, glides across the boat, surveying the

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[unworthysqueaky]

Squeaky skips up, looking very cheerful as she fiddles with her hair. "Heya, Johnny! I've been runnin' into people I know, so d'you think you've seen Charlie 'round?"

[americancousin]

"Why hello darlin'!" he smiles dashingly. "No, can't say that I have...."

[unworthysqueaky]

Squeaky nearly melts. She always had a bit of a crush on Booth, but he still was no Charlie Manson. "Ah, well. It was worth a try..."

[americancousin]

"I'm sure he'll be along, sweetheart," he drawls. "He always *has* been the one to be fashionably late, hasn't he?"

[goldeng0d]

Here's someone who could rival him both in presence and looks, but he's far too immersed in other things to pay attention to it. At any rate, he blinks and nods, shortly. "Bonsoir, monsieur."

[americancousin]

Booth nods back with narrowed eyes (he is good at recognizing revolutionaries). "Good day to you, sir."

[goldeng0d]

Enjolras tilts his head and listens to the accent, frowning a bit. "You are -- American, monsieur?"

[americancousin]

Booth nods nonchalantly. "Is there a problem with that, sir?" he says lazily, brushing a lock of hair from his eyes.

[daftmadge]

*watches from behind a mast, peeking out before darting back behind, again and again*

[americancousin]

Booth stares at this sight, completely bewildered, though this only makes him slightly cute as well as handsome. "Um, can I help you, miss?" he drawls suavely.

[daftmadge]

*looks at him bewilderedly* You...want to help me?

[americancousin]

At this, Booth shrugs nonchalantly, which only makes him seem aloof and exciting. "Well, why not, little darling? What can I do for you?"

[minaharker10_2]

*doesn't seem to notice the extreme handsomeness* Hello, Sir.

[americancousin]

"Well how do you do, miss?" Booth responds politely.

[minaharker10_2]

Well enough, thank you. And you?

[americancousin]

"Pretty good," he drawls. "Though I *must* say, this place is a little boring, isn't it?"

[lovesleuth]

Hi, there! Do you need dhelp finding your way somewhere?

[americancousin]

"Hmmm, not particularly.... Tell me, though, sir," he says abruptly, all business and all the more handsome for it. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to get your name in the history books?"

[lovesleuth]

No, not really. I think it might feel a little strange, actually.

[americancousin]

"You mean it might feel a little wonderful!" cries Booth, ever the salesman. "Take it from someone who knows, kid. To know your name is known by every person in America before they reach high school.... It's absolutely... intoxicating. And it can be yours. Interested, kid?"