[Spy runs across the city, staying under as many shadows as possible. At this time of day, the only thing that gives away his presence is the sound of light footsteps on pavement and the trail of smoke his cigarette leaves behind ( Read more... )

At least I still 'ave my cigarettes. [He opens up his case and lights up.

Currently, his back is facing the camera, the only signs of movement from him being the rise and fall of his chest as he takes a few drags of his cigarette.]

Now zhen. Gentlemen. While I do enjoy a good game every now and zhen myself, I do not appreciate zhis one. A teleporter ( Read more... )