Jak Sandrow
"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
Perhaps not. Then again, Steph hadn't had her complete molecular structure rearranged... that was living...
"I suppose. I'll have to do that, then, sometime. Though I don't usually punch people... my profession includes stabbing."
He glanced again. She could really use some help....
But he was in a quandary. He couldn't just.... take her with him. That would be insensible to the highest degree. He also had no excuse to. It wasn't like she'd faint in his lap. Then he'd have a reason to help. So instead...
He dropped a few creds in her lap. "Take that and buy yourself a good meal. Don't use it on drugs... please..." He really wanted to help; he couldn't stand people living on the edge of life, wasting themselves away for a simple hit, or a momentary good feeling... not when there was so much to do out there....
@[member="Steph Zenima"]
"I suppose. I'll have to do that, then, sometime. Though I don't usually punch people... my profession includes stabbing."
He glanced again. She could really use some help....
But he was in a quandary. He couldn't just.... take her with him. That would be insensible to the highest degree. He also had no excuse to. It wasn't like she'd faint in his lap. Then he'd have a reason to help. So instead...
He dropped a few creds in her lap. "Take that and buy yourself a good meal. Don't use it on drugs... please..." He really wanted to help; he couldn't stand people living on the edge of life, wasting themselves away for a simple hit, or a momentary good feeling... not when there was so much to do out there....
@[member="Steph Zenima"]