Danny - 19
Who: Danny, the Church-dwellers, and anyone!
Where: The Church of Roses (Peorth's Church)
Style: Either (though first is preferable.)
Status: OPEN!
*The air is heavy with the scent of roses, and brisk enough that Danny wishes he'd brought a jacket. Even a light one would be better than nothing... Unable to really do anything about it just now, he stuffs his hands into his jeans' pockets to keep them warm. With luck, he won't be out here all that long.*
*Is sitting on the steps by the main gate, facing the road. After a moment the boy takes a small bottle of pills from a pocket, eyeing it critically. It contains what looks to be some standard pain-relief medecine. Brand new, too. After a moment, he shrugs, setting the capsule beside him, and replacing his hand to its meager refuge.*
*... Is looking insufferably bored, here, just waiting like that. Won't someone come and poke him?*