Long night equals a very bad thing for him. Stumbles in looking like something the cat dragged in. His suit is muddy, sporting several wounds, and his hair, well lets just say if he could see it, its not white anymore. Not with blood, mud, and god only knows what else there. A grunt issues froth from lips that are cracked and bruised before he just sorta falls over. “Bloody piss.. Oi someone wanna ‘elp me for focks sake?”









