orphanedassassin came to confession
“Was there something you needed to talk about, or were you just dropping by?”

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orphanedassassin came to confession
“Was there something you needed to talk about, or were you just dropping by?”
Accepted
**Mun name / Time zone / Age: Danny / Eastern / 18+ **Character name / Age: Garrett Evans / 20 **What does your muse do?: Rival gang member, killer for hire, specializes in knives and identity theft. **Short bio: When Garrett lost his parents at a young age, they said he’d only be destined for a life of pain and loss. What began as a curse, he managed to turn into a blessing when his paths crossed with a gang member recruiting not too far from Devenford prep. He was a natural, his efficiency at computers and sheer aggression with knives leading him to a rather successful life at petty crime. It’s only natural that when his leader wanted to expand his horizon, he looked to Beacon Hills. And while Garrett isn’t the type to hunt fellow gang members, even rival ones, he knows that if he doesn’t, he’ll face the consequences.
+2 caught her attention.
She hid quickly as she spotted the stranger walking near the main road. She suspected they were vampire.
"Oh, Pardon me...I'm Amity Redlow. An orphan, assassin, and hopefully scientist. Oh! I made a repulsor ray like your's but I need your help...I need an energy source for it. Could you help?" She asked.
"I don't think I should be helping people replicate my own technology," he said with a frown, "Nor do I think people should have it other than myself. Especially not an assassin. No, I won't help. Sorry, but you'll have to find somebody else. No, in fact don't. Destroy it."
"Hello Mr. Stark!" She said happily as she stepped forward, looking at him. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm a big fan."
"Ah, hello," he said with a smile, "Thanks. And you are...?"