*sighs and looks over the papers* All right, first things first, what's your real name? First and last.:

First and last, I understand. *smirks some and sweeps a piece of his hair out of his eyes* Derik Lacassi. And do you mind spelling that correctly? That's two 's' and an 'i' at the end. *glances at him and shrugs slightly* I wasn't aware if you were the educated one of not. *smirks*

*scribbles it down on the paper* Next.. um, do you have a nickname? And if you do, how'd you get it?:

I do have a nickname, yes. It's Alert if you must know. I expect everyone here to call me that, you included. *nods some* Do I really have to explain how I got such a name? You can't figure it out? *smirks and shakes his head* I'll humor you. A guy back home gave it to me. He always said I was alert and on the look out in case anything happened. You know, it's actually quite a good skill to have. *watches Ransom for a moment* You really never know when someone or something will do something to you. You have to be ready.

*nods a bit* When's your birthday and how old are you and all?:

*wraps his legs around the legs of the chair, leaning back some* My birthday happens to be January second. I am eighteen years old. *watches him and smirks* *says slowly* Which would mean I was born in 1887. *chuckles slightly* Figured that math would get you. In the meantime, you mind spreading the word of when my birthday is? Maybe one of the girls will offer to get me something. *laughs some* Get, give, it's all the same thing.

*smirks a little* Next is looks so.. tell me what you look like, all right? *rolls his eyes* Humor me...:

And once again I find myself having to humor you. Is this all you do all day? Tell people to humor you? *smirks and nods some* Well, as you can tell, I have black hair. Blue eyes. *rubs the back of his neck a bit* I'd say I was about 5'11". I'm guessing since my best friend was 5'8" and I was taller than he was. I think that's all that you really need to concern yourself with. *sets the chair back down with all four legs on the floor* *has olive tan skin* *is full Italian, but was born in Savannah, Georgia* *has a long burn on the back of his left leg from a stable fire back home, when he worked on a farm, which he is slightly self conscience of* *is muscular from working on the farm* *smiles and shrugs a bit as he looks at you* Anything else you really feel that need to ask me?

Hmm.. *writes down some of that then looks back up* What kind of person are you? What's your personality like and all that?:

Write whatever you think my personality is. *shrugs and glances at the paper* Smart, charming, handsome. Any of those will do. *smirks and crosses his arms over his chest* But really, I'm a pretty nice guy. Loved by many *smiles* I can be rude sometimes, but only if you deserve it. Don't say any smart ass comments to me, I'll be a nice as a peach. *shrugs* For some people that's a little difficult to understand, but I work with them... *does not take anything from anyone* *doesn't particularly like people telling him what to do* *smirks and shrugs* *runs his fingers through his hair* *can be quite sarcastic if the oppurtunity comes up* *has a light southern accent which gets heavier at any given moment, much to his dismay* *does not like people to pick on him and will stand up for himself if he is* *does not usually stick up for other people, thinking they can fend for themselves, unless it is in extreme cases* *usually speaks up if he thinks something is wrong, saying what is on his mind* *is constantly alert on thing, hence the nickname* *rarely lets down his guard, not even while he is sleeping* *is a very light sleeper and the smallest thing will wake him up with a start* *is always ready for anyone to jump out somewhere* *learned to be alert the hard way back in Savannah when his older brother was shot unexpectantly one morning* So, Ransom, are you trying to go for the record on questions asked? I don't think you need to know all this about me. *smirks* Only the girls and they usually only catch my name.

*raises an eyebrow then grins* If you say so. *teasing, of course* Okay, so do you have any friends around here?:

Friends... *runs a hand through his hair* I suppose I have aquaintences. You might know Rush. *smirks* And that little blonde tart who runs the place as well. She has made me feel quite welcome, so you have no worries. You know, you might fill this place up if she did the interviewing. *smirks* Not many questions would be asked, I'm sure. *shakes his head some* As for the others, I wouldn't consider them friends. I mean, I wouldn't put my life in their hands, that's for sure.

*nods some and taps the pen on the paper* And, uh, you got anyone special in your life right now? *grins* You know what I mean.:

I know what you mean. *smiles and taps the side of his head* I'm smarter than I look, you know. But anyway, no. No one special in my life. *glances to the side some, thinking* *had someone special in Albany, but lost her when she got very ill and passed away* *had gotten close to her when he knew he shouldn't have* *regrets it, but won't let anyone know what he had with the girl* *was shook up by her death and wasn't sure if he could continue living in Albany*

So, you got any family? *scratches his head with the end of the pen* Mother, father.. sisters or brothers? Anything like that?:

In fact I do. Lovely isn't it? Just more for you to write down. *smirks* You're excited, I'm sure. I have a younger sister, Maggie, and a younger brother, Justin. They live down in Savannah with my parents. *smiles* *keeps pictures of his family in his pocket and never lets them out of his sight* *does not let people look at them however*

*sighs, looking at the next question* Now you don't gotta say, but it'd be nice if you at least gave me something to write down... how'd you come to live at this fine place? *small smile*:

This fine place? I would pick another word choice there... *smirks* Actually, I had just come to visit Rush. I loved the place so much, I decided to stay. Perfect story, isn't it? *left his home in Savannah, Georgia to get away from things after his brother and his best friend died* *traveled around, stealing and breaking into places to sleep and get food* *after almost being caught, he found himself in Albany, New York and decided to take up residence in the lodging house there* *the house relocated to Rego Park and he followed* *after the death of the girl he was with at the moment, he left Rego Park and came to Bay Ridge to get his mind off things*

*nods and scans over the application* I think that's it... anything else you wanna add?:

Not really, no. I think you pretty much covered everything there is Ransom. *gets up and walks out of the room* *does not smoke, but will drink* *tries not to gamble since he's not the best at it*