Phantom of Pain
Logan walked into the giant room and he glanced around, searching for [member="Ice"]. His eyes caught a glimpse of the man before he disappeared behind a long line of workers. He pushed throw the massive crowd of people, getting many shifty glances and death stares. His heavy bag was thrown over his shoulder and he looked as if he had just rolled out of bed, his long blonde hair not sleeked back as it always was, the thick laces of his boots not tied properly, and his clothes slightly askew. He yawned loudly as he made his way toward Ice, stretching his tight muscles. Truth be told, he wasn't sure what to expect from this campaign of sorts. This wasn't the line of work he was used to. He figured that there wasn't going to be very many people shooting back, but rather animals prowling just out of sight, waiting for an opportunity to pounce and strike. He grinned slightly as he neared Ice and the 4 women.
"Ah, there you are Ice. Was afraid I lost you in the crowd. I doubt their gonna let me through without your permission." Logan nudged at the bag with his foot, the distinct sound of metal clinking softy before being smothered by heavy cloth. "Who are these lovely ladies you've recruited as well?"
He shifted his body weight from one leg to the other, coughing slightly as he did. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a case of Cæmel Dragon Cigarettes, the slight smell of what seemed to be almost like hot sauce reaching peoples nostrils as he lit on as it hung in his mouth, offering one toe the others gathered around. "Should I make these last or will you have something to smoke on Enigma Prime?"
| [member="Ice"] | [member="Keira Ticon"] | [member="Saki lin"] | [member="Lauren Walsh"] |
"Ah, there you are Ice. Was afraid I lost you in the crowd. I doubt their gonna let me through without your permission." Logan nudged at the bag with his foot, the distinct sound of metal clinking softy before being smothered by heavy cloth. "Who are these lovely ladies you've recruited as well?"
He shifted his body weight from one leg to the other, coughing slightly as he did. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a case of Cæmel Dragon Cigarettes, the slight smell of what seemed to be almost like hot sauce reaching peoples nostrils as he lit on as it hung in his mouth, offering one toe the others gathered around. "Should I make these last or will you have something to smoke on Enigma Prime?"
| [member="Ice"] | [member="Keira Ticon"] | [member="Saki lin"] | [member="Lauren Walsh"] |