Name: Adrian Scarza Nickname: Addy Age: 27 Spouse: None Children: None Occupation: Fireman/Paramedic

Physical Description

Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 193
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown

Distinguishing Marks: Tattoo on the Virgin Mary on his right arm. Tattoo of 9-11 on his left shoulder blade. Tattoo of a skull in a rose with a cycle on his left arm and crips on his right hand knuckles.

Hobbies: Basketball, baseball, hell any kinds of sports there is. Drinking, partying, and dating.

Psychological Background: Addy takes his job very seriously, which seems the only thing he takes seriously. He loves life and loves to play, but will be serious if he has to. He spends most free time outdoors and with his fellow fireman. Loves kids but doesn't want any of his own, yet. But does give his time to charities, mostly those that deal with terminal children.

Personality Quirks: Smokes and loves sodas and chocolates of most kind. Hates seafood of any kind, even though he loves to fish. But he puts the fish back. Relaxes in ways that fireman shouldn't, but doesn't care.

History: Adrian was born the second to last child of 12. Strangely enough, his parents were the stereotypical Spanish family, except for Adrian's birth. His mother was attacked by her boss and even before the trial was over, she knew she was pregnant.

Being a strict catholic family, they didn't abort the child, but had it and his parents raised him as theirs. But when Adrian was old enough, they told him the truth about his parentage. Since suddenly there was this African-American man wanting to see him.

At first Adrian didn't deal well and fell into the well of being the gangster, drugs, guns, violence, but after a close call with a few gang members in a shot out, he was the one that stayed behind and helped them medically.

He was given probation, but after what happened, he decided he wanted to help people and the easiest way was to be a paramedic, not one of those high class doctors on the hill. But a person whose down in the street with the trouble. While he went back to school to get his diploma, he also meet a friend who told him he could be both a fireman and a paramedic. Two ways to help people in the street. But he had a hard time getting out of the gangs, so before he went to become a fireman he moved away.

When he graduated high school, he decided that's what he'd do. He went to school for a paramedic first and then took the training for a fireman. Once he got that as well, he moved again and ended up in Ocean Cove, where he's been working more as a paramedic then a fireman, but he loves his job. Both of them.

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