Con man || Closed RP || Vigilante!76
A calloused finger fidgeted with the button up's neckline, pulled feebly at the silk tie that felt more like a hang man's noose than anything else. It probably said something about Jack Morrison that he felt more at ease in his worn leather jacket and tactical gear than he did in this simple suit ensemble.
To his defense, this 'simple' suit ensemble was coupled with dull green contacts, layers of make up to coat his facial scars and temporary hair dye to seal away his stress earned grays... Morrison felt a mite justified at his own displeasure.
"Good evening, Mister..."
But he couldn't have infiltrated this decadent affair otherwise.
"Hayes," his hand fell away from the pesky tie as he offered it in greeting. It paired rather well with the seemingly honest smile that split across Jack's face.
"But my father was Mister Hayes" The man gave a rather strong grip as they shook, but Morrison tacked on an extra squeeze before he pulled away. "Please, call me George! And you're Alexander Cass if I'm not mistaken?"
The man in question seemed to puff up proudly, "why yes, I am."
"Congratulations on the promotion!" Jack's words were sugar coated to the point of overdose. "I hear Talon is a rather pleasant company to work for..."













