#civ.skeleton

Being a first year emergency medicine intern at St. George's hospital doesn't pay much, and in London it barely covers rent. But Patch is nothing if not innovative, and when they start offering cheap medical care out of the back of an old camper van in Peckham to their brother's friends, word travels fast. They stumble into the world of the Jolly Rogers by pure accident. After a shoot-out gone wrong and one of the Crooked Hand's assassins bleeding out on the street, Patch is first to dive in and help. They save the man's life which in turn leads to something similar to part-time employment for the Jolly Rogers, even if they don't consider themselves a part of the group. As one of the group's on-call medics they see a lot of shit and clean a lot of wounds, but it's all invaluable experience. It's a dog-eat-dog world out there and Patch is willing to do whatever it takes to get ahead in their field.

Insatiably curious by nature and with a passion for academia, there was never any doubt that the Hand of God would achieve great things. Following graduation with a medical degree from Cambridge, the Hand of God swiftly settled into their residency within the neurosurgery department at St Mary’s hospital in London. They're good at his job and they enjoy helping people, but that’s not their main motivator. They harbour a morbid sense of curiosity for all things science related - medicine just happens to be the easiest way to get their hands on living (or dead) bodies. After a late night incident at a pub saw them saving the life of a low-ranking Jolly Roger assassin, the Hand of God entered London’s underground world as the person to see in a medical emergency.

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All it'd taken was one wrong word at the wrong time, to the wrong person. Insulting and accusing a Liddell of cheating at their own casino is never a good move. Consequences must be dealt with. His father's wealth and influence are a saving grace. The deal? To infiltrate his father's little group of conservative friends and extend disguised Jabberwock influence over their niche of society. Failure means death, and a son is expected to obey.

Note: Connection with Bonnie

They're an artist at heart. It's what makes them happy. Unfortunately painting doesn't make much money -- but tattooing does. It's not quite the same, and they've always been a big squeamish with blood, but it's as close as they'll get to an art career. They move to London, open a shop. It takes a few years and money's tight. The studio is about to go bankrupt when a Liddell family member appears for a piece. Word spreads and soon both the Jabberwocks and the Jolly Rogers frequent the studio. Inkognito keeps their head down and ears open, but they never rat. The studio becomes a No Man's Land sanctuary for high-level mobsters to get their ink done. Anything spoken within its four walls is confidential. And if Inkognito ever decides to break their silence, they'll be dead before they've reached the street.

Note: Connection with the Steel Queen

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