[color=lightblue][b]Sanctum/Jack Rollins
Location:[/b] On the sidewalk smokin’ a blunt
[sub]neverforgetkinkos[/sub]
[b]Interacting with:[/b] [@metronome][/color]

Jack released the cloud of smoke into the chilly night air as he leaned againts the wall of his apartment building. He felt his body relaxing, his daily stress dissipating into the night air. He put it up to his lips again when something caught his attention. The man he saw earlier when he was walking home from the Centermart down the street. He was working with the one in the news, Mindraker. The tustle at the kinko’s caused quite the commotion. The city was alive tonight, and it could possibly get livelier. The man was lugging a bag on his shoulder, something heavy, might be part of a villainous plot. No probably not, but Jack was having a boring week.

He watched the man walk past him before reaching a hound out towards the bag. He waiting until he could almost feel it inside his mind, establishing a link, before ripping it from the man’s grasp and pulling it into his. [color=lightblue]”You. You’re working with that mindraker guy, eh? Well he’s a criminal, and that makes you one. And I’ll tell you no one messes with my city.”[/color] He stared the firgure down, eyes attempting to bore into the thin layer in front of the man’s face. [color=lightblue]”Nah i’m just fucking with you. But what’s this for?”[/color] He asked, holding out the bag in front of him. He didn’t know who the man was or what he wanted, but he was stealing from a Kinkos. That’s what heroes are for right? To protect Kinkos.