Post by Breaker Daniels on Jun 19, 2015 10:59:13 GMT
A cigarette dangled from his mouth, caught between his teeth. The damn thing was stale and tasted like crap, but he guessed that was what he got for buying a pack from a nomad. Chances were the asshole had looted it somewhere and since it wasn't like there were any tobacco companies anymore, the damn thing had to be old. Reaching up, he plucked it from his mouth and eyed it cautiously for a moment before flicking it on the ground and stomping it out while cursing himself for not just rolling his own. Lesson learned.
Breaker stood tall, around 6'2 in height. His hair was white. He didn't dye it. Why bother? Besides, it wasn't like he ever dyed it even before the end came upon them. He had a kind of mean face and so why bother trying to make himself appealing? In this world, LOOKING scary counted for something.
He'd separated from the group he was traveling with, a bunch of nomads, mercs. They were heading north, towards Port Haven... though they were still days away. And at the moment he had to piss. Shaking his junk out, he made his way off to the side and relieved himself, not even giving a shit that his long ass pee break was holding the group up. No one was going to mess with him. Fuck, they were AFRAID of him and he liked it that way.
With a quick shift, he zipped his pants back up and turned to walk back to the group. A low whistle was given. "Danny-boy, come up here a second." He called out, not looking back. His hand waved over his shoulder, because naturally he assumed that Dan was paying attention and would see it.
Breaker stood tall, around 6'2 in height. His hair was white. He didn't dye it. Why bother? Besides, it wasn't like he ever dyed it even before the end came upon them. He had a kind of mean face and so why bother trying to make himself appealing? In this world, LOOKING scary counted for something.
He'd separated from the group he was traveling with, a bunch of nomads, mercs. They were heading north, towards Port Haven... though they were still days away. And at the moment he had to piss. Shaking his junk out, he made his way off to the side and relieved himself, not even giving a shit that his long ass pee break was holding the group up. No one was going to mess with him. Fuck, they were AFRAID of him and he liked it that way.
With a quick shift, he zipped his pants back up and turned to walk back to the group. A low whistle was given. "Danny-boy, come up here a second." He called out, not looking back. His hand waved over his shoulder, because naturally he assumed that Dan was paying attention and would see it.
