| Full Name: | Sham Delanie. Yeah, I'se gotta first name, but ya don't need ta know it. *grins sarcastically* |
| Age: | 17. Me boithday's April 1. Go figgah. |
| Appearance: | *shifts the weight from his fairly stocky 5'6" build and leans back against a wall and stares at you* Green eyes. Brown hair. Anthony makes me cut it moah den I like ta, but da barbah says it's real nice hair. *shrugs* Whatevah. |
| Background: | *pulls out a cigarette and lights it* Ain't not'in' much ta say, really. Me mum dumped me at some orphanage when I was nine 'r so, I left da next day, ran around Harlem for a while but got caught 'n' put in da Refuge. Den when I was ten, I broke out wit' Mess, who I met deah. He got caught again, so I broke 'im out an' we went ta Brooklyn, wheah he's from. *grins* I joined da newsies heah 'bout six yeahs ago. Long time, I know it. Spend my time gamblin' an' smokin' an' dodgin' trouble. *face hardens into a trademark glare* I don't go ta Brooklyn fer reasons, awright, so don't ask. |
| Relationships: | 'Course, Anthony's been a good friend. *grins* 'E an' me figguhs dat we owe each oddah so much dat we jus' call it even an' everything's awright. *thinks about Gwen, Quill and Felix Hammond, and how he's grown attached to them, but shrugs it off* Da Costellos an' Fowlahs've been heah fer a long time, Sanderson, Harris...dey's all friends, I guess. *furrows eyebrows* Ya mean girls? *snorts* Mercy Forlani. *frowns* What? Dunno what ta say oddah den 'er name. |
| Other notes: | Villaflores calls me sarcastic. Says I don't nevah smile 'r not'in'. I smile, but only when I gots a real good reason. Bettah watch yaself, I like da cards an' I like ta pull scams on people. Dat's yer warnin'. *grins slyly* |
