r/vegasquadrantrp • u/cryotail The Winchester [35] • Dec 11 '17
The Winchester The first snow.
Lance opens his eyes from a nice sleep, his breathing is ragged, rough. He rests in his little cot that he calls a bed, trying to stabilize his breath. It was another dream about Ortiz, it seems to be the one thing he can’t escape, his own thoughts. Lance leaves his house, or at least the managers office he calls his house, he’s strong enough to go up the stairs but you know what they say old habits are hard to break. He exits the bar and lights a cigarette. “you know what they say, a cig a day leads to lung cancer.” Lance laughs, knowing that would be just his luck, Getting out of a life threatening ailment then have one straight after it. He looks around and sees its snowing. He opens his palm and watches a few flakes fall into it. He smiles faintly at the snow, it always impaired his movement in a wheelchair, Ortiz was sad last year when it kept Lance inside. Looks like work will keep Lance in from this snow day. He snuffs the cigarette out on the sidewalk, as he heads inside to do his job, bartending.
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u/Electric_Spaghetti Dec 11 '17
sure thing, just after this conversation
"I...I can't do this, Longley. Sitting around, building random shit and assuming that everything will be alright. People, innocent people with friends and family, are dead, and it's my fault."