LOCATION: Back alley MUSE: Fred Falkner STATUS: Closed | @enshrcuded
After a long day of work, Fred is ready to head back home and get some rest. Well, after his daily training. He can't skip that. But he definitely could use some shower after working over the greasy stove all day. After picking up some groceries (because he also can't just skip doing chores), he takes a short cut through an alleyway toward his car. There is barely any light after the sundown, but Fred has gotten used to this path after taking it almost every day for the last six months or so.
And since he has arrived in Alexandria, no one has tried to get a jump on him or mug him. Tonight is different, apparently. Fred picks up a set of footsteps following him from behind and matching his pace. He takes a turn to see if they follow, and they do. So Fred turns another corner, stops and readies with his knife thrown. As soon as the pursuer comes into his view, Fred tackles and pushes them against the wall– at least that was his plan. He somehow finds himself thrown against the building wall and held up against there. The groceries fall to the ground. The person holding him there is all too familiar to him. The darklighter.
"You." Fred growls, "what are you doing here? I thought this was a nice, reputable town." Had he known Zav, one of the marks he has failed to kill, was here he would have approached this town with more caution. But there is no point in regretting now. "So to what do I owe the displeasure?" He goes through the list of their past encounters, most of which involve Fred trying to kill the darklighter or when that failed, to get in the way of whatever Zav was doing at the time. "Is this about the time I planted a bomb in your car? You don't even need a car."