[click] [his voice sounds a little angry still]

I have a job.

Maybe a place to stay.

I still want my fire though.

What's this on my head supposed to be. I don't like scars.

[clicks off]

[ooc: he has wrath and pride on his head, but he has bangs and usually has his hood up soo..]

Where is my fire.

I hate it here. I'm alone.

Where am I?