| He wandered into the hell that is Detroit early in July 2015, and while he didn't plan on being here, he's not planning on leaving any time soon. The city is in horrible shape -- how could he turn his back on it?
And anyway, it's not like he has anywhere else to go.
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- The kid's homeless, which means he lives on the streets, digs into dumpsters, and finds a place to sleep wherever he can.
- His current "territory" (in the very loose sense of the word) is a recently disincorporated neighborhood in the northwest. The area is currently controlled by outlaw biker gangs.
- He especially likes hanging around some of the less-than-strictly-legal garages in this area, though usually he keeps out of the way.
- He's got a lot of Rage and tends to creep out about three-quarters of the mortal population. The scars don't help. Granted, he covers up most of it, but there's that huge gash across his face and the dead eye... not to mention the limp... or the missing finger-and-a-half on his left hand...
- Seriously, what the heck is up with this kid? (And, seriously, most people just try to ignore him and hope he goes away.)
- He's Garou. He's a Glass Walker (even if he does live like a Bone Gnawer). He's from... well, that's a very good question, isn't it? He's pretty young, even for a Cliath (though the amount of Rage he's carrying around might account for an early First Change), and judging by the battlescar damage, it's a fair guess that he's experienced some grim stuff. There's a story there, probably, but the kid ain't telling.
- He can sometimes be found at the Youth Center, though he generally keeps to the private Garou parts of it and takes pains to be unobtrusive in his comings and goings.
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| Name:
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"You can call me 'Jack'."
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| Deed Name:
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Unknown
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| Apparent Age:
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Mid-teens
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| Occupation:
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Homeless Youth
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| Race:
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Garou
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| Breed:
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Homid
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| Tribe:
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Glass Walkers
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| Auspice:
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Philodox
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| Rank:
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Cliath
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