[center] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5309379]Voss' CS[/url] [hider=Voss' Status][color=purple]Voss' Location:[/color] Metropolis [color=purple]Voss' Mood:[/color] Rootin’ and lootin’ [color=purple]Voss' Status:[/color] Healthy [color=purple]Voss' Inventory:[/color] Curved Saber A pair of Jakobs pistols (one is drawn and on the ground) [color=purple]Voss' Mentions:[/color] [@Thatguyinastore] [/hider] As Voss resumed his looting, Negan struck up a conversation with him. The sea captain hadn’t bothered to look back at the man since he first questioned him. For the most part, Voss hoped that if he ignored him long enough, the other man would take off and Voss would once again be left to his own accord. When that didn’t work, the older man shook his head and sighed. At least Negan wasn’t immediately berating him for robbing the defenseless… as of yet. [color=purple]“... Well…ye’d never ken huat ye might find...”[/color] He retrieves a set of keys and tosses it just as his hands touch it. [color=purple]“... Maybe if ye find somethin’ nice, like an’ heirloom… ye can use it fer blackmail - if they’s got family…”[/color] He then pulls out a wallet, briefly scans through its contents, and chucks behind him at Negan’s feet. Whatever was in it, it had no value to Voss. [color=purple]“... If nay… I always like t’ pitch it at rivals, watch ‘em fight over it an’ loot whoever’s down…”[/color] He scoffed, but stopped once he begins collecting an unimpressive sum of coins. He frowns. [color=purple]“... ‘Course,”[/color] he continued. [color=purple]”Ye could always jest sell it. Which I might end up doin’. The last place I wanna be is ‘ere savin’ some nobodies from a man I donay give a shite fer… Maybe tear this watch off an’ buy a ticket t’ elsewhere… Oi, ye think this watch might be worth somethin’?”[/color] Voss finally turns back toward Negan to pull on the watch Luthor gifted everybody. To do this, he places his Jakobs on the ground, for the time being. The watch was wrapped around his wrist tight, but the stubborn old man was adamant that it was something that could be removed easily. [/center]