Under the pale moonlight / open
Wisps of smoke slowly floated up into the night sky. Swirling and twirling into unrecognizable shapes before fading away. Ashes fell to the ground with a flick of a finger. Junho stood on the roof of his apartment building with his phone in hand. Waiting. There was no signal, not just yet. It was early. Bringing the cigarette back to his lips, he breathed in the nicotine infused smoke before letting the deadly smoke billow out. He was not much of a smoker, but did have the occasional hit at random moments.
With a sigh, the man let the cancer stick slip from his fingers and stepped on it to put it out. Giving one last look at his phone, he stuffed it into his pocket and turned around to lean on the railing of the roof. Like the metal bars would do anything to prevent someone from climbing over them or himself from dangling a person by the leg. That was kind of fun to do a few years ago. Poor bastard pissed himself in fear and spilled the beans on some wonderful intelligence on some plans for possible new weapons for SHIELD. The memory caused the man to smirk a bit. Maybe that technique should be applied again should he receive new orders for specific intel.
Restlessness was stirring again and ever since the whole Detroit incident, Junho should be heading out there soon, but not just yet. He was told to wait for orders from both sides and here he was...Waiting. "You know...Sneaking up on someone is never a good idea" Stated Junho as he looked up to the sky. The creak of the door to the roof alerted him that he was not alone anymore, hence why he spoke up. "Never know what that person is capable of" Of course, for all he knew this stranger could be dangerous too.
