Post by Vice Ysal on Jan 25, 2014 9:15:39 GMT -5
Tonight was supposed to be an easy affair for the red eyed civilian. Get in unnoticed, go through the exit, move towards the outer circle and get some profits and experience for the following day. Apparently though, Karma had other plans and decided to infest the area with quite a few people. Thankfully enough at least was that they weren't police officers or even the military but he couldn't be too cautious in the case that maybe some other bull headed civilian thought it would be a smart idea to follow him towards the closed terminal.
His hair hidden by a black beanie,his biker jacket hanging over his torso unzipped, and with his black leather pants…one could probably mistake him to be some ghetto back alley street performer or something with how he was currently dressed but once more, to simply reiterate, Vice could give less than two shits about the public opinion of him when it came down to it. Slowly but surely at least, as Vice stalked his way through the several pillars and making himself as inconspicuous as possible, finally managed to get himself through the red tape that was lined at the entrance and quickly shuffled down the stairs.
The moment he entered, the fog seemed to have already set in yet it didn't quite deter him. In fact it was enough to make him want to go forward even more--something that barely ever happens in the inner city nowadays at that. His revolver was safely tucked in it's easy to reach holster and he had the common sense to at least bring a couple more cases in the event that there might be a swarm down the trail.
With a small inhale, the young man then continued on his path at a slightly brisk walk.