Post by Draven Harlan on Apr 26, 2020 1:36:33 GMT
Draven was sent on a mission with Ryuma Igami to retieve some "Cait Sith" units that have been running amok in Sector 6 robbing people they encountered. He was nervous about going back to Sector 6 and had tried to avoid that area if possible. After what happened with Ayame and Mason he swore to never go back there. Memories of what happened on that horrible day played in his head and the fear he felt was slowly coming back to him. His hands were trembling with fear and his heart was racing as he knew a panic attack was coming. He started to take in some deep breaths and he clinched his fists digging his nails into his palm as he tried to get his mind to focus on the pain and not his anxiety. "You're okay...You're okay." said Draven to himself softly as he tried to calm himself down. He thought about that event that happened to him, the event that changed his life forever. He tried to dig up reports about what happened but all he could find out was that Mason and his gang were gone as was Ayame as well. The only thing left behind was her right arm.
As he was near the entrance to Sector 6 it seemed as if his nerves had come down on the outside but on the inside he still couldn't get that bad feeling out of his stomach. A sly smirk could be seen on his face as saw Sector 6 and how lively it always was. "Seems like nothing ever changes here. Looks the same as when I last saw it." said Draven with a smirk to Ryuma. "Welcome to Sector 6 or well should I say Wall Market. This place is classy if you are a scumbag trust me I would know." said Draven to Ryuma half jokingly with a chuckle. Draven took his work as a Turk seriously even if he had the appearance of a punk with his piercings and tattoos. But his personality definitely didn't support his looks, he was laid-back seeming chill without a care in the world. If anything he tried to avoid a fight and speak it out only to use force as a last resort. He reached into his pocket pulling out his smokes from his front pocket. He took one out of the pack putting it to his lips before offering the pack to Ryuma. "Want one partner?" asked Draven to Ryuma.
He didn't know if Ryuma smoked hell he didn't know anything about him really. But he figured this was at least a chance in getting to know him. The brand that Draven was smoking was his usual called "Lone Wolf", a brand that was somewhat popular among the young crowd. The cigarettes themselves were sweet and had a smooth drag on them. They came in different flavors but Draven was a sucker for the Green Tea brand.
As he was near the entrance to Sector 6 it seemed as if his nerves had come down on the outside but on the inside he still couldn't get that bad feeling out of his stomach. A sly smirk could be seen on his face as saw Sector 6 and how lively it always was. "Seems like nothing ever changes here. Looks the same as when I last saw it." said Draven with a smirk to Ryuma. "Welcome to Sector 6 or well should I say Wall Market. This place is classy if you are a scumbag trust me I would know." said Draven to Ryuma half jokingly with a chuckle. Draven took his work as a Turk seriously even if he had the appearance of a punk with his piercings and tattoos. But his personality definitely didn't support his looks, he was laid-back seeming chill without a care in the world. If anything he tried to avoid a fight and speak it out only to use force as a last resort. He reached into his pocket pulling out his smokes from his front pocket. He took one out of the pack putting it to his lips before offering the pack to Ryuma. "Want one partner?" asked Draven to Ryuma.
He didn't know if Ryuma smoked hell he didn't know anything about him really. But he figured this was at least a chance in getting to know him. The brand that Draven was smoking was his usual called "Lone Wolf", a brand that was somewhat popular among the young crowd. The cigarettes themselves were sweet and had a smooth drag on them. They came in different flavors but Draven was a sucker for the Green Tea brand.
