Colin Kincaid

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out of character :

Your name: Muzy
Contacts:
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Timezone: CST
How did you hear about us? Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away...

basics :

Name: Colin Iain Kincaid
Nicknames: Cole
Birthday ; Age: March 13, 1984; 29
Occupation: Baker, Strathmore Bakery
Apartment Room Style Request: Studio

details :

Undergraduate School: University of Strathclyde Law School, LLB, DPLP
Graduate School: Le Cordon Bleu London, Certificates in Basic, Intermediate and Superior Patisserie
Relations: n/a

appearance :

PB: Lee Pace
Any distinguishing features?: Brown hair and brown eyes, lean build, 6'3. Hair with a tendency to flop in his eyes. Colin's sense of "style," so much as it exists, tends towards the casual - jeans, t-shirts, trainers and boots. He loves a good jumper, and his mum sends him three every winter.

biography :

Colin Iain Kincaid was born the only son of an Inverness advocate, Callum Kincaid, and his homemaker wife, Maggie. For most of his youth - once he started thinking about such things, at least - Colin had every intention of following in his father's footsteps. He excelled at school, pulling top marks in all of his classes, was captain of the forensics team at Acadamaidh Rìoghail Inbhir Nis (Inverness Royal Academy). He matriculated at the University of Strathclyde in Glasgow - being a bit desperate to get out of the Highlands at the age of eighteen - and Colin excelled there, as well, graduating from the law school with honors and gaining a place as a junior solicitor. Within the next year, he'd earned his DPLP, and was well on his way to being a rising star in the firm.

The only problem was that Colin had found that he absolutely hated working in the law.

He stuck it out for another year beyond that until a few of his mates sat him down with several pints and had a heart-to-heart with him. He was obviously miserable, they said. Maybe he should take some time off, figure out what he wanted. He'd not used any of his holiday since he started, just take some time and get his head on straight. It was as good an idea as any, so Colin scheduled himself two months of leave and headed to London, where he found himself wandering aimlessly for a few weeks. Until he wandered aimlessly onto the London campus of Le Cordon Bleu, and on a whim enrolled himself in the basic patisserie certificate program.

Colin had always been a natural student, and he was reputed to be one of the best solicitors in the city of Glasgow, but pastry school proved to be the most difficult thing he'd ever taken on. It was also, however, the most fun he'd had since he'd graduated high school, and he enrolled in the intermediate and superior courses in short order. He was halfway through the last third of his training and working part-time at a London patisserie when he received a call from one of the partners at his firm. They still were holding his place - was he ever coming back?

The answer, after Colin thought about it, was no, and once he finished his training, he returned north to Scotland. On the recommendation of his teachers at Le Cordon Bleu and his superior at the patisserie he'd worked at, he managed to secure a position at a small bakery in central Edinburgh, where he bakes breads, biscuits and cakes for the professionals and bureaucrats who walk past Strathmore every day.

He has distant plans of opening his own place someday, but he's not there yet.

extras :

To what extent can your characters sense ghosts (if at all)?: Colin's maternal grandmother, Aine Munro, was said to have the sight, and while he doesn't talk to people about it (they tend to look at you like you're crazy when you do) he can hear and see ghosts. He's noticed they seem to talk a lot at Drummond House, but he hasn't tried talking back yet.