Subject: Lucius patrols the streets Where: The streets of London Who: Constable Lucius Milton Vale Warnings: None, yet Open to: All
It seemed that no matter how hard Lucius hit the drunks never seemed to realize that he wasn't going to let them off as easily as they would like. It took nearly half an hour before the drunk he was currently beating decided to pay up. With a leather pouch of money in one hand and a club clutched in the other, Constable Vale exited out of a narrow alleyway and made his way onto a crowded London street. "Afternoon, Madame's," she said with a tip of his hat as he passed two young woman talking outside a flower shop. He kept a watchful eye on his surroundings as he slipped his club into the loop on his belt and pocketed the pouch of money. It was certainly turning out to be a good day.
"Woah, watch it there," he said as he casually dodged a group of children running across his path. It made a smile appear on his dark features as he watched them, but his attention was soon caught by a lovely little thing across the street. He wondered why there weren't more woman like her in the world. In his thoughts he failed to realize that he was now being addressed.