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Inwardly, his brow raised at the sound of her name - he thought exactly what everyone else thought - it was a fairly glitzy name for someone of her age - when he was born his parents had stuck with traditional, as had most parents. Nonetheless, he extended his calloused hand, tugging it out of his pocket for the time being and taking her smaller one in the firm grip of a handshake that had been well-used. "Nikolai Oliveri. You can call me Nik, though - I don't get Nikolai except from my momma and my boss." He was a well spoken young man despite bits and pieces of slang that had filtered into his speech - you could take the boy out of the ghetto but you couldn't take the ghetto out of the boy, he supposed that this was true. -------------------------- Name Me: Nikolai Jakob Oliveri.
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