Caffeine Freak
Two Thousand Club
Seth sighed, getting soaked wouldn't be the worst thing to happen to him tonight, surely. "Address is this way." He called over his shoulder, sauntering off down the sidewalk. It seemed his colleagues on the other case were on their way too. Good.
The rain practically ricocheted off Seth as it hit him, his taut skin about as welcoming to the raindrops as the concrete around him. Still, it didn't do anything exactly to keep him dry. "Guess we should get introductions out the way." Seth muttered, hands in his trenchcoat pockets. "My name's Seth Aamon, I'm a Witcher - monster hunter type." He snapped his fingers, lifting his glamour spell. His trenchcoat melted into engraved armor, adorned with a twin pair of generously-sized swords sheathed upon his back. "Should probably dress for the occasion."
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The rain practically ricocheted off Seth as it hit him, his taut skin about as welcoming to the raindrops as the concrete around him. Still, it didn't do anything exactly to keep him dry. "Guess we should get introductions out the way." Seth muttered, hands in his trenchcoat pockets. "My name's Seth Aamon, I'm a Witcher - monster hunter type." He snapped his fingers, lifting his glamour spell. His trenchcoat melted into engraved armor, adorned with a twin pair of generously-sized swords sheathed upon his back. "Should probably dress for the occasion."
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