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[Locked to Duncan MacLeod my_barge_again]
Feeling like a well-fed lion after so many kills, Victor is primed for more, but not today. He’s only in town for a few days to work on getting supplies for his temporary residence. This is how he finds himself standing just near the edge of a public park that is wedged between a local church and it’s cemetery. Just his luck that his provider for his less legal supplies lived two blocks down, so while Victor waits with cigarette in hand, he makes the occasional rude remark to passersby who stare too long at his neck scar.
ooc- (take your time if this is not what you wanted feel free to email at (doreenew at gmail dot com). In addition, a_bit_player does not do email notifications. I may be slow in responding sometimes. Vague on purpose about what cemetery, but if Duncan wants to name the place, fine by me.)
Feeling like a well-fed lion after so many kills, Victor is primed for more, but not today. He’s only in town for a few days to work on getting supplies for his temporary residence. This is how he finds himself standing just near the edge of a public park that is wedged between a local church and it’s cemetery. Just his luck that his provider for his less legal supplies lived two blocks down, so while Victor waits with cigarette in hand, he makes the occasional rude remark to passersby who stare too long at his neck scar.
ooc- (take your time if this is not what you wanted feel free to email at (doreenew at gmail dot com). In addition, a_bit_player does not do email notifications. I may be slow in responding sometimes. Vague on purpose about what cemetery, but if Duncan wants to name the place, fine by me.)