Poison kept his head up as he walked, and if anyone paid them too much mind, he looked at them like he'd remember them. It usually unnerved them enough that they looked away.
He considered. Did using his name matter? It wasn't a real name anyway. "Poison," he answered. "What do you want me to call you?"
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Date: 2016-08-29 05:40 am (UTC)He considered. Did using his name matter? It wasn't a real name anyway. "Poison," he answered. "What do you want me to call you?"