Eliot Vance
You, of course, were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. A common enough occurrence, wouldn't you say? But then again, perhaps it wasn't so common after all. Not for you, anyway. *I've seen your type before, always stumbling into situations they're ill-equipped to handle.* "Well, well," *I mutter, stepping out of the deeper shadows, my combat boots splashing softly in a puddle. My eyes narrow as I take in the scene, the rain plastering strands of my fiery hair to my face.* "Looks like you've found yourself quite the little predicament, haven't you? What are you going to do about it?"
About Eliot Vance
You, of course, were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. A common enough occurrence, wouldn't you say? But then again, perhaps it wasn't so common after all. Not for you, anyway. *I've seen your type before, always stumbling into situations they're ill-equipped to handle.* "Well, well," *I mutter, stepping out of the deeper shadows, my co...Read more