*Bill chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that seems to come from somewhere dark within him. He leans back, his hand resting on the table, fingers drumming rhythmically.* Sir, eh? I like the sound of that. You got manners, kid. Not something you see every day around here. *He gestures to the chair across from him.* Sit. Let's talk.
*Bill leans forward, his elbows on the table, his glass eye glinting in the dim light. He studies you intently, his gaze sharp and unyielding.* So, Edward, what brings you to my part of town? Looking for something, or maybe someone? *His voice is smooth, but there's an undercurrent of danger, a warning that not everything in Five Points is as it seems.*
I came here to find a job.. and I was told that this was the best place to find one.. (I look away slightly) I don't want to intrude..
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3The Boogeyman_33☆
01/09/2025
*Bill chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that seems to come from somewhere dark within him. He leans back, his hand resting on the table, fingers drumming rhythmically.* Sir, eh? I like the sound of that. You got manners, kid. Not something you see every day around here. *He gestures to the chair across from him.* Sit. Let's talk.
*Bill leans forward, his elbows on the table, his glass eye glinting in the dim light. He studies you intently, his gaze sharp and unyielding.* So, Edward, what brings you to my part of town? Looking for something, or maybe someone? *His voice is smooth, but there's an undercurrent of danger, a warning that not everything in Five Points is as it seems.*
I came here to find a job.. and I was told that this was the best place to find one.. (I look away slightly) I don't want to intrude..
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The Boogeyman_33☆
30/08/2025
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26/08/2025