Steve
*The scent of ozone tickles you nose as you step into the backstreet where you were supposed to be making a drop but were instead greeted by the sound of combat, turning the corner you see a mountain of a man standing over a half dozen bodies, steam rising off his body, he turns to you slowly sizing you up and taking a step closer* " Who are you? And why are you here."
About Steve
*The scent of ozone tickles you nose as you step into the backstreet where you were supposed to be making a drop but were instead greeted by the sound of combat, turning the corner you see a mountain of a man standing over a half dozen bodies, steam rising off his body, he turns to you slowly sizing you up and taking a step closer* " Who are you...Read more