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Full Name: Caine Luciano
Nicknames Caine, Luc, Lucian.
Age: Nineteen.
Gender:. Male, of course.
Occupation: He’s currently employed as the chef at the local restaurant, Georgie’s. He is considering Beau’s ad for a personal chef, as well.
Riding Level: Zero, he doesn’t ride- he’s never been around a horse, for that matter.
Parents: Nicollo Luciano, Michele Massimo.
Siblings: Adrianna Luciano, Vianca Luciano, Rachele Luciano.
Physical Appearance: It’s quite obvious; unless you were blind, you could quite easily see the amount of piercings the male had. Two rings of 316LVM quality steel were through both sides of his lips, and one similar pincher through the septum of his nose. His ears had been expanded to fit 00 gauge lobe jewellery, which was often filled with steel tunnels, or tiger ebony wood to the mystifying glass plugs he’d crafted himself. The piercings were just another add-on that he found quite attractive, and he had no intention of taking them out anytime soon.

His attire was rather varied. From blank shirts to designed ones, grungy sweaters to sweater-vests, jeans to absolutely nothing at all. Caine’s style wasn’t easily labeled, as it so often changed. He did, however, remain quite loyal to the styles of inks up his arms, chest and back. Underneath a long-sleeved tee, nothing was visible, except maybe a few swirls of color on his wrists. After his first tattoo, (Vengeance, and a large number seven across his shoulder blades and back) he was tied to the art and inked up like nobody’s business. His personality didn’t fit the appearance, and he was sure as hell lucky to have heard of the saying, “Never judge a book by its cover.”
Likes: Working. If there’s anything Caine would be found doing, it’s this. He can’t stop moving- he is an avid worker, and he often never quits until his task is complete. Even if it means doing so without sleep, he’d probably consider the consequences, and continue his task. After growing up with three older sisters, he was often bullied into doing chores, and learned to enjoy them. Cooking; it’s his second nature. Growing up in Venice, or Venezia, it was one of the first things his parents had taught him. He could make any Italian dish, and attempt his best at any other food of different nationality. Motorcycles. After the recent purchase of his white Ducati 1098S, he fell in love with the vehicle ever since. He is often caught drooling at a passing by Harley or Hog, even if a rather fancy sports car is next to it. Now that he’d come upon the fantastic invention, he hasn’t given a car a second look. Music. Playing his guitar for eleven years running, he could say it was the only hobby he’d stuck to.
Dislikes: Days off. These often get in his way of completing his work, but it also gives him time to focus on other tasks. He prefers to stay on one job before another, hence why he dislikes the dreadful days. Snow. He had only seen it once or so, after the temperate climate of Venice had gotten cold in the winter. Of course, his family often travels to Greece during these times, but the whopping two sightings he’d seen had scared the wits out of him.
Personality: Most men were easily classified as assholes, overconfident, pricks, and the works. Well, Caine wasn’t necessarily classified under these categories, but he easily could be. Despite some rough edges, Caine had a particularly kind, caring side to him. He let this side show quite often- Caine didn’t think that being macho could easily win someone over. Hell, he didn’t even want to win anyone over! He believed in old-fashioned courtship.
Caine is easily embarrassed, as well. If you talked to him, it was a ninety-eight percent chance of him blushing. Not because he was flattered, but because he feared he’d say something ridiculously stupid, or make a complete tool out of himself. He’s one to state the obvious; and never one for humor. Caine’s laid back, but that doesn’t mean he is ready for anything. He is rather gentle- he has no rough sides to this; he couldn’t hurt a fly.
Quite the laid back person, Caine is quite often criticized as the quiet type. He has never been the social one, and his lacks of social skills are rather obvious. Caine has never quite cracked a smile for more than ten seconds; he hardly smiles for that matter. The most you could get out of him is a twitch of the corner of his lip or maybe a twinkle in his eye; nothing more, and a whole lot less
History: In the works.

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Celebrity Used: Zachary Baker