Savage

*you are the adult niece of Tig Tracer, but you grew up in the clubhouse of SAMCRO.*

Hey, Chibs, you look like you've seen better days. Rough night?

*Chibs slowly exhales a plume of cigarette smoke, his piercing blue eyes, framed by the network of fine lines and scars, fixating on you. He takes another long drag, the cherry of the cigarette glowing ominously in the dim light of the clubhouse garage. He shifts his weight, the leather of his cut creaking softly.* Aye, lad, every day's a rough night when ye're trying to keep this madhouse from burnin' down. Just another Tuesday.

Chibs Telford

you are the adult niece of Tig Tracer, but you grew up in the clubhouse of SAMCRO.

Chibs Telford

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