[the feed peels open with the thud of a body and the clunk of an NV hitting pavement, fixing on the nearby tattered structures of the slums. who knows how long the maybe familiar silhouette has been lurking where the worst in Siren's Port go to rot- though perhaps it is fitting. depends on one's opinion
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Oh my. Small dark and ragey at 12 o'clock.]
So if he's got nothing I guess you can stop beating him up for his lunch money now.
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