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Villager: Vegas

❥The Loyalist

Bodyguard to the heir of an empire of destruction and waste, he's still turning tricks and most of those are old but some newly gained. He prefers to stick to the sidelines; a clear surface, an impenetrable smile. a mask maybe but no, not really, he's actually that cool.

He is terribly loyal, deadly so.

Very red hair, ridiculously flexible (and in more ways than one), would just as soon eat from your hand as he would kill you in your sleep if given the command. Has a sadistic, indestructible sense of humor and absorbs insults like fuel

Lives on the coast right on the border between Olde Foxbury and Dragon's Maw Manor in his employers (read Owners) crumbling estate with a deteriorated staff and some other very overprotective bodyguards.

A List of Things:
black vinyl gloves
a nightstick
speed that you couldn't possibly imagine
a royal flush
an empty bedside
the sound of a heavy cough
black suit, open collar
a Master who doesn't die
roundhouse kicks
fluorescent lights
an unnerving laugh
nothing to lose
confidence and an ego to boot



♫ Don't Stop Me Now - Queen
♫ You're So Cool - Nicole Dollanganger