So Glad for Spectacle

= So glad for spectacles = Posted by : ryjones on Apr 2, 2018, 7:44pm

August 20th; morning from 'somewhere' in the Rose District...

It had been a profitable night, as usual, for Connor Lewis. He rarely drank so it made it all the easier to milk those who partook of brews and liquors from their coin. The light of the morning hurt his eyes, even if the smog of the area did limit actual sunshine. All saloons and taverns were the same - dark to hide the stains on the floor and dealings of those who preferred to do their deeds in darkened corners. This made the first step into the light all the more difficult. After squinting a bit his eyes adjusted and his vision was very clear for a brief moment.

His poor suit.

He'd thought it was looking dingier than usual so he headed off to Centrum to have it cleaned. He had his winnings dispersed among his pockets, some visible, others secret, to avoid having too much lifted if someone craftier than he managed to get the slip on him. Non-nonchalantly walking along he counted them. He was pleased to surmise he had enough to finally buy a new one. Time to retire the old girl...

So off he headed to find a decent tailor...