[ not one to waste time, this angelo. he arrives at said bar soon enough, though he gets lost along the way considering everything in this wasteland looks more or less the same. only a few buildings were clearly revamped, which he thinks is a result of some of the denizens here putting work in it.
angelo is no stranger to bars, and vices, but this was a life he'd left behind a long time ago. any other time he'd be worried about slipping, but not anymore. not when he knows who he is. not when he knows who to fight for. everything in this wasteland is a distraction and the fact that he has to participate in it is annoying, but he understands rules and he understands conditions.
so he arrives, in his stiff presence, looking incredibly out of place because of his uniform and bearing, if not for the fact that he looks too pretty in this crowd anyway. ]
> action.
[ not one to waste time, this angelo. he arrives at said bar soon enough, though he gets lost along the way considering everything in this wasteland looks more or less the same. only a few buildings were clearly revamped, which he thinks is a result of some of the denizens here putting work in it.
angelo is no stranger to bars, and vices, but this was a life he'd left behind a long time ago. any other time he'd be worried about slipping, but not anymore. not when he knows who he is. not when he knows who to fight for. everything in this wasteland is a distraction and the fact that he has to participate in it is annoying, but he understands rules and he understands conditions.
so he arrives, in his stiff presence, looking incredibly out of place because of his uniform and bearing, if not for the fact that he looks too pretty in this crowd anyway. ]