[ tony heads out like he does many nights lately, unconcerned if he meets up with other hunters or if he's only going out by himself. sleeping next to a vampire every night has all but completely jaded him to their existence, and the dangers they present. the scars littering his body prove that, and he's almost never without some bruising or scratches on his face -- today is no exception.
looking especially rough, he shoulders his bag of weapons and makes for the edge of town. whatever he encounters he's either prepared for or he isn't. that's a deal he made with himself a long time ago. ]