Danny (Danielle) Rierson

Ya got a name?   *The girl sets her bag down and turns, looking at you* *she looks you up and down, seeing whether or not you're worthy enough to know her name* Danny.
     
Ah, that was an easy one. How bout a REAL name?   Watch who you're talkin' to like that. *scoffs a little* Danielle Rierson. But nobody ever calls me Danielle. It's Danny to you.
     
What about a nickname?   *doesn't even answer you, for you already know the answer and she knows it* *puts hand on her bunk, and the other on her hip, waiting*
     
How'd ya get it?   *rolls her eyes and gives a 'can't you do better than that?' expression*
     
How old are ya?   Eighteen. *smoothes her hair behind her ear*
     
Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you* Just answer the question.   Hey, I already told you about your tone of voice with me. *crosses her arms in front of her slowly* Blonde hair, blue eyes, light skin, normal height. *Danny is all those things, and is of slender build* *she has sharp facial features, and you know when she changes her expressions*
     
I'm assuming you have a personality. What's it like?   *looks you up and down again, giving a rather disgusted look* Well why the hell would you want to know anyway, giving me an attitude like that?? *goes to her bag and starts unpacking* *Danny is active, honest and dangerous, and she can be described as the loud one*
     
Ya know your history?   Yeah, but you're lucky if I tell it to you. *Danny was raised in Brooklyn by her older brother after their parents died in a train wreck. Danny had to find a lodging house when her brother was murdered...*
     
M-hm. I see. Got any friends or relatives?   I don't have any relatives. Not anymore, and how dare you ask me somethin' like that. It's not some kind of joke! *everybody knows that her brother was murdered, and she's touchy about the subject* *Really has no friends either*
     
You got a special someone?   *shakes her head* No. I don't trust men. *Only trusted her brother*
     
Anything else you wanna let us know?   No. *tosses her empty bag underneath the bottom bunk*

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