"Oh joy, another pissant here to stir shit up. Fabulous..."
[i]Said a gruff voice, followed by footsteps from around the brick wall. A man stepped within sight, he had Caucasian skin with ashen hair tied into a shaved ponytail. His build was somewhat remarkable, athletic to say the least. He had stark blue eyes that stared directly at the woman, he was clean shaven but with a brutal scar running up his left side of his jaw.
He wore a carbon fiber bodyglove with the arms cut off, along with a blue overcoat that had a red belt wrapped around it, it's arms also cut off. He had a few weapons of note, on his left hip was a carbon steel High Frequency blade, capable of reaching 35ghz. Held onto his right hand was a karambit knife out of it's cover on his other hip, of which he was using to cut off the tip of a cigar. But the most prominent weapon was the Rail Rifle strapped to his back, a beast of a rifle if she ever saw one. One could possibly wonder how he could lug the damn thing around.
He quickly let out a sigh, wondering why he was 'gatekeeping' in the first place.[/i]
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