[Perched atop a stone fence, this hellion is enjoying a break - and an apple - after a bit of fun of the adrenaline-fueled sort, flecks of blood staining his gauntlets and his pale cheek. Having the time, he decides to indulge in his old habit of people-watching, looking to propose a trade should anyone want to come into possession of a katana. There are two at his hip - one swiped from a samurai lounging in a hot spring, and the other acquired in an approach that was a little more hands-on, to say the least.
One may very well feel his probing, predatory eyes on them as one passes.]
Day 1 - if you need me to add more to work with, lemme know!
One may very well feel his probing, predatory eyes on them as one passes.]