STARTER FOR SOO BOGUM
street lights that flicker without a blueprint, the azure sky only darkening as obsidian hues move to the so called abandoned warehouse positioned amidst the dead shrubbery that surrounded it. numerous trucks parked outside of its unguarded doors, and he is quick to move, he uses the shadows overcast by the deteriorating flora, and his back is up against the wall of the warehouse, rusted metal that peeks at his disgust. digits come to tug at the hood over his head, mask securing around his features as he lurks further into the warehouse.
obsidian hues flicker beneath the lack of lighting, and he spots the shadows of guards that lurk routinely across the warehouse. with his usual methods, he would have appeared in the warehouse guns blazing, threats thrown and grenades tossed, but with the specific instructions of his grandfather informing him to take extreme care with this client, as any possible suspicion over his name would cause his brother immense work to recover his untainted reputation. and so he listens.
he spots a familiar shadow within close proximity, a silhouette that reminded him of someone he had met prior in his life, one that had left a positive impression within his mind. a silenced handgun in his grip, light footsteps leading him to @nocvil, ❝ snake ? ❞ a soft chuckle leaving him, as his gun retreats, finding humour in their random encounter here. the first time he had met bogum, they were strolling the underground, having found their flourishing friendship through their work. ❝ are you here for kimi ? ❞
