Logan (damnhardtokill) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-05-11 21:42:00 |
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Ben had been in Limbo a little while now and after having had a tour he was a lot more confident moving around the facility and he was currently walking away from the Shopette with his recent purchase of cigarettes clasped in one hand and gum in the other. Smoking did a number on your breath if you weren't careful about it and Ben liked to be careful, nobody liked or wanted bad breath. He was in the middle of breaking into the packet as he pushed open the door and stepped outside into the grassy area of Limbo. He was so used to not being able to smoke indoors (thank you United Kingdom) that it was habit more than anything else to go outside to smoke. Ben ducked his head to catch the tip of his cigarette with the flame of his lighter before he leaned back, hand catching in his long blonde hair to pull it back as he took the first inhale. With the hit of carcinogens and tobacco he immediately felt at ease again and he enjoyed that for a moment before he trailed over to a nearby wall where he leaned back against it, tucking a leg under himself to press the sole of his boot against the bricks. It was here where he settled, enjoying the slow cancer burn. |