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WHO: Laura Kinney and OPEN
WHERE: Random rooftops and alleyways in unpleasant parts of the city
WHEN: Different nights this weekend.
WARNINGS: Violence, probably!
SUMMARY: Laura is out tracking some drug dealers and runs into people! Specifically Dakan, but anyone else can start a thread too, just let me know when. Laura will either be out patrolling, sitting on a roof somewhere watching drug dealers, wandering around during the day, or...well, I can roll with anyone.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Laura was perched on the edge of the rooftop overlooking the alleyway, her black clothing and dark hair shadowing her from view in the shadow of an old chimney. She was listening to a pair of drug dealers down below talking about meaningless things, the words weren't important really, just the tone of their voices, their smell, their heart rates, clues of what they were doing next. They'd been working for an hour now, and Laura was just considering the right moment to strike.
She always waited it out like this, since she tended to take their 'profits' to keep herself in house and home, and there wasn't any point in getting drug dealers without any money arrested. Well, there was the 'getting them off the streets' aspect, but they'd just be replaced by more drug dealers, which defeated the purpose, really.
WHERE: Random rooftops and alleyways in unpleasant parts of the city
WHEN: Different nights this weekend.
WARNINGS: Violence, probably!
SUMMARY: Laura is out tracking some drug dealers and runs into people! Specifically Dakan, but anyone else can start a thread too, just let me know when. Laura will either be out patrolling, sitting on a roof somewhere watching drug dealers, wandering around during the day, or...well, I can roll with anyone.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Laura was perched on the edge of the rooftop overlooking the alleyway, her black clothing and dark hair shadowing her from view in the shadow of an old chimney. She was listening to a pair of drug dealers down below talking about meaningless things, the words weren't important really, just the tone of their voices, their smell, their heart rates, clues of what they were doing next. They'd been working for an hour now, and Laura was just considering the right moment to strike.
She always waited it out like this, since she tended to take their 'profits' to keep herself in house and home, and there wasn't any point in getting drug dealers without any money arrested. Well, there was the 'getting them off the streets' aspect, but they'd just be replaced by more drug dealers, which defeated the purpose, really.