The scent of blood was strong in the air & followed him colsely when he walked behind the bar as the thoughts of men covered in masks who were screaming flashed before his mind. It caused his chest to swell & gloved hands by his firm agile hips to twitch. Swallowing the lump in the back of his throat as blue hues were vigilante & seemed widened by the act he had comitted. A vigilante obsessed with hunting down the monster responsible for taking away his life as vengeance had consumed his body it ran thick beneath his rugged exterior. A familiar face was then seen in the distance. A strange woma by the name of Natasha as he became struck with nervousness. It had been too long since they had shared words or even spoke to one another but it was too late now as she was blocking his path there was no way around it. Fear had taken hold of the boy as steps were much slower now & cautious as ind was struggling to come up with something to say. Gloved hand would lift & wave as an uneasy smile would grace his lips.” Hey. Haven’t seen you in a while. How’ve you been um - you know holding up? I wanted to call you it’s just I was so - busy with ‘work’.”
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