Greed (truthorfiction) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-06-03 17:44:00 |
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It was a day off and Danny rather than hiding away in this room had decided to pick up a couple things at the Shopette. Nobody could accuse him of not looking after himself at least as far as his appearance went because he had learned at a very young age that appearance was everything. If you looked good and acted good then nobody would feel any need to scratch beneath the surface, it was how the abuse at the hands of his father had gone unnoticed for so long. That and everybody was scared of him, that helped too. This meant that today he was particularly well presented with his hair loose but styled in that 'somebody has had their fingers in my hair' kind of way with his rings, necklaces and piercings on show. He had on ripped jeans, dark boots a t-shirt wirh a red and black plaid shirt over the top, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Chesire had taken a lot from him but his personal style they had not. He had a couple items of clothing in one hand as the other picked up a cologne that upon sniffing actually smelt really good so he secured that for himself as well. He knew the Shopette inside and out so he moved around it fairly quick but what he didn't account for was other people so as he rounded a corner he collided with somebody. |