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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Dec 10, 2013 14:03:58 GMT -5
Hands shoved in his pockets, his shit kickers crunching the snow below him he wrapped his arms around himself as he shoved his face further into the scarf so just his deadly eyes scanned the night. "I hate winter. Too Cold. Who in their right mind would come out in this ?" He grumbled. To himself mind you, Butch and V had gone in different directions to cover more ground. Late Night shopping was supposed to start in an hour, which meant it was going to get busy, perfect for the lessers. Not so perfect for him and his brothers. Oh well a Jobs a job.
Turning right he walked past a human selling Roasted peanuts. And his stomach growled. He couldn't help but stop, They'd warm him up. Buying some he popped them in his mouth grateful for the warmth that filled him. "Mmm Much better." he groaned happily to himself as he continued to walk waiting for it to get busy and kill some lessers.
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