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| Zilabus | Mar 5 2010, 01:22 PM Post #1 |
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Er'ry day I'm overseein'
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A young looking, rather short, vaguely Asian woman has recently made her way into Buckettown, although with no shortage of allies. At least four or five armed men follow her nearly everywhere she goes, and neither them nor her have a very friendly disposition. Spreading out among the towns different businesses and suspiciously eying all of the residents has definitely given them a problematic reputation, although they seem to have no qualms. They even have the audacity to visit Trapper's general store sometimes three or four times a day without purchasing anything. They just look through his entire stock carefully, thank him, and leave. Lately, the apparent leader, that is, the young Asian woman, has been known to just sit and wait in Bobo's bar. She's not very hard to pick out of the crowd, with her odd appearance and dress. She wears very rare, and very expensive wasteland combat armor. While many of it's original pieces are missing, it's been kept in good repair. It's right shoulder-guard has been replaced with a hammered out road sign, and the hip plates seem to have been removed completely, replaced with more comfortable leather. Her hair is in a simple, long bowl-cut, falling down almost to her chin, although she doesn't seem to mind her hair falling into her face often. Her face is angular and sharp, although she has the racial trait of distinctly hollow cheekbones. She seems to have the appearance of anger and distrust, and refuses to sit at the bar or anywhere other then a private booth in the back, talking to no one. On the side of the booth opposite her sits a very large canvas bag, almost as big as her, which she stares at for seemingly ridiculous amounts of time.
(Gonna do a slightly different set-up then normal. Kind of like a joint sign up and little interaction. If your character has the advantage of one of the special toggles, you may choose to use it, or not, depending on how you think her reaction will be. The key purpose here is to try and get her out of her shell. If you do manage to get her to come out, she'll likely look upon you favorably in the future. You can try to interact with her or just wait and watch, depending on your character's disposition. But remember. An interaction could end negatively just as easily as positively. ) |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| Munk | Mar 5 2010, 07:45 PM Post #2 |
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((I'm assuming that I sign-up this way. Also using a time skip for Marlowe 'cause I do want to be involved in the event. I'm also guessing that you control the woman. If not simply tell me and delete this post.)) Marlowe had watched her come into Bobo's and silently watched the swing of her hips and the large canvas bag she'd been carrying. She sat down on a stool at the bar and Marlowe was curious to say the least. She was wearing armor unlike any Marlowe had seen before. [Char] He still watched, reading her body language before approaching her. What he saw surprised him. She shifted a lot on her stool and fiddled with the spoon in front of her. She was nervous, that was for sure but the only question was why. Maybe it had something to do with that canvas bag she kept glancing at. Marlowe decided to find out. He approached her and turned on his charm. [Sex Appeal]. She seemed like the type that's boot you if you came on too strong so Marlowe went with the simple, subtle and at the same time obvious "I am attracted to you" road. "Excuse me, Miss. Is this seat taken?" He made sure to use his body language to convey that he was open and listening -for her nervousness if he could get it out of her or she chose to tell him- and that he was confident and non-judgemental so as to seem strong in her eyes and tat he could accept any thing she had to say. |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| Zilabus | Mar 6 2010, 03:48 AM Post #3 |
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((No, no, you've got the idea. It might get a little hectic, what with responding to multiple people at once, but I'll try to do my best to keep up with everyone. I Suppose we'll just assume that all different characters approach her at different times.)) @Marlowe: "I don't own it. If you wanted, you could light the damn thing on fire. I don't care." The woman leaned over her table and grabbed the bag, dragging it over next to her rather then at her opposite. |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| TalonMerc288 | Mar 6 2010, 12:21 PM Post #4 |
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Sam yawned, shifting on his stool. He was currently seated in the dim shade of Bobo's bar, the smell of the booze and the patrons was stale on the air, but Sam didn't mind, he wouldn't be there long enough to gag any way. Taking a small sip of his nuka cola, Sam watched the door in anticipation. He smiled as the woman came right on time. She was Asian, and a pretty darn cute one at that. She also traveled with a group of thugs that made regular body guards look like ballerinas. And if her company wasn't enough, she war combat armor that as rare as it was expansive. She carried with her a canvas bag though (STR) it seemed to be a little lite for her build. Sam had been watching the group, getting a feel for there habits. The womans goons frequented traders and shops, and the woman just stared at the customers. The random searches could only mean one thing, they where looking for something. "Hey there stranger, we traveling lite today?" Sam asked as the woman sat down in the seat next to him. He was going to be as pleasant as possible, in hopes of scouring a well paying job. |
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Sam Steigmin SPECIAL: 8, 6, 7, 2, 6, 6, 5 Traits: Night person, Bruiser, Skilled Level: 3 Karma: 0 Equipment Weaponry: Pipe Riffle, Junk Flinger. Kitchen Knife. Armor: Tattered leather jacket Inventory 4 tins of riffle bullets, a radscorpion canteen, full, leather jacket, Bag of Voodoo, prewar wilderness survival guide, Large hide. Looks Tall, Muscular, and Fit, Longish, shaggy brown hair in an unsettler style. Scar over his right eye. Black, prewar leather jacket, one sleeve is roughly sewen on, once white now tanish yellow shirt, blue jeans. | |
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| Zilabus | Mar 6 2010, 01:14 PM Post #5 |
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@Sam: The woman's eyes turned, and remained, cold. She kept her head turned away from the man and spoke in low tones. "I'm not sure who you are, but you sure sound a lot like a nosy stranger. I don't paticularly like nosy strangers." |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| Munk | Mar 6 2010, 01:59 PM Post #6 |
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One-Man Conga Line
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A very gruff answer to such a simple question. Chances are that she'd respond like that to every question if Marlowe wasn't careful about his approach. He also noted the fact that she moved the bag closer to her as if guarding it, best to avoid asking about it for now. He sat down on the seat and took another glance at her. A roadsign on her shoulder, maybe she was a spy for the signbacks, scoping out the Town before the attack. That would seem to explain a lot. "You don't look as rough as most of the women around here. You from around outta town? A merchant coming through, maybe?" He smiled, displaying an honest curiosity. After all, speech is only 7 percent of all communication, the rest comes from the body. |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| TalonMerc288 | Mar 6 2010, 03:21 PM Post #7 |
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Wastelander
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The woman seemed to take offence at Sam's question, which wasn't good. Now I've done it. Sam scoled himself as he quickly came up with a plan to recover. Sam raised his Hands "I mean no offence, but your muscle tone suggests your used to larger loads then the one your carrying. Look, how about I buy you a drink and we talk like civilized people. Okay?" He said quickly, hoping to save some face. |
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Sam Steigmin SPECIAL: 8, 6, 7, 2, 6, 6, 5 Traits: Night person, Bruiser, Skilled Level: 3 Karma: 0 Equipment Weaponry: Pipe Riffle, Junk Flinger. Kitchen Knife. Armor: Tattered leather jacket Inventory 4 tins of riffle bullets, a radscorpion canteen, full, leather jacket, Bag of Voodoo, prewar wilderness survival guide, Large hide. Looks Tall, Muscular, and Fit, Longish, shaggy brown hair in an unsettler style. Scar over his right eye. Black, prewar leather jacket, one sleeve is roughly sewen on, once white now tanish yellow shirt, blue jeans. | |
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| Zilabus | Mar 6 2010, 06:43 PM Post #8 |
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@ Marlowe: "I suppose I should take that as a... sort of compliment, yeah? Feels more like a jab." She looked down towards her feet as she spoke and seemed to be appraising her own armor. "As far as what I do? It's hard to say. I'm not just going to be disclosing private information to someone as shady looking as yourself. Not to be rude." The woman was painfully blunt, and didn't seem to care the slightest bit. @Sam: "My 'muscle tone' huh? Sounds a little to me like you wheren't looking to clinically go over my physical situation. But a drink sounds good, and I'm willing to pay for one with conversation, so bring me something strong and fast." |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| Munk | Mar 6 2010, 07:01 PM Post #9 |
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She apparently felt like Marlowe had insulted her and insulted him back. No offense she said, Marlowe hated that phrase, it was always followed or preceded by an offensive comment. And what made her job "private" business? "Didn't mean to jab you, so to speak. I merely meant that you're quite stunning. Anyways, I understand what you mean. I'm not too jacked on telling secrets myself." Marlowe though of all his secrets he held and planned to take with him to the grave. He ignored it and continued. "You say "private" business and are traveling under pretty heavy guardianship, so I imagine you're either doing something very important or something very personal. You're also protecting that bag like it's the damn pope." It just occurred to Marlowe that it could be construed like he knew too much, like he was being nosy. He didn't want that. "Right now though, I'm not interested in what is in the bag or what you're doing, I'm merely interested in you. If you want to tell me fine if you don't that's fine too. I know I look like a rough customer but I'm more gentle than I seem." Marlowe decided that maybe he could learn what she's doing by who she is. "My name's Sam Marlowe by the way, and you are?" |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| Zilabus | Mar 6 2010, 07:13 PM Post #10 |
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@Marlowe & Sam: "You can just go ahead and call me Mila." She slowly pronounced it, making sure that he heard every bit. "Myyy-luuh. I would give you a last name, but I just don't have one. Kinda makes me embarressed, being a one name girl, that is. I don't like people thinking I'm some kind of idiot just because I have a sort of... lets say backwoods upbringing." She eyed her bag again cautiously. "I'm obviously not doing such a great job of hiding it, if it's so easy to see. But you happen to be right, in a way. Thing is, this job isn't very important or very personal. It's both." |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| Munk | Mar 6 2010, 07:27 PM Post #11 |
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She came out of her shell just a little, almost like peeking. Marlowe almost chuckled. "Mila's a lovely name, you don't need another. Back-woods means tribal, I guess." He paused to let her correct him if he'd gotten it wrong. She didn't seem to so he continued. "You're doing a great job of hiding it, let's just say I'm observant. I'm also curious about something else. Those men you're traveling with, is this a personal mission for them as well? Are they relatives or friends? Maybe a boyfriend or husband?" Marlowe smiled slyly. |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| TalonMerc288 | Mar 6 2010, 07:30 PM Post #12 |
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Sam poured himself a drink and smirked "Would you believe I can say almost the exact same thing? My biological parents died when I was young, so I grew up with a trader who took me in and died a while later, leaving me to ally myself with a rotten coward who tried to sell me into slavery." Sam sighs and shakes his head. Letting out a small laugh, he continued "No idea of what my last name is, and too jaded to be anything but professional. To me, it sounds like I'm just the guy to do this job miss Mila." he said, pronouncing the name perfectly. Holding up his glass he smirked "A toast to those with out last names, who needs one anyway?" |
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Sam Steigmin SPECIAL: 8, 6, 7, 2, 6, 6, 5 Traits: Night person, Bruiser, Skilled Level: 3 Karma: 0 Equipment Weaponry: Pipe Riffle, Junk Flinger. Kitchen Knife. Armor: Tattered leather jacket Inventory 4 tins of riffle bullets, a radscorpion canteen, full, leather jacket, Bag of Voodoo, prewar wilderness survival guide, Large hide. Looks Tall, Muscular, and Fit, Longish, shaggy brown hair in an unsettler style. Scar over his right eye. Black, prewar leather jacket, one sleeve is roughly sewen on, once white now tanish yellow shirt, blue jeans. | |
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| Zilabus | Mar 6 2010, 08:11 PM Post #13 |
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@Sam: She rose her glass in a toast apprehensively. "Amen to that, brother. If you can't be personaly with someone, how can you trust them?" @Marlowe: "Sad to say, but no. I have no family, and no romantic interests, either. They're are just professionals that I've hired to do a job. They aren't the only ones, either. Some of us are aquaintances, but it doesn't stretch much farther then that. It's dangerous traveling alone, no mater how capable you are. And trust me, I'm pretty damn capable." |
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Eli "Slim" Ambrose SPECIAL: 3, 9, 2, 7, 9, 3, 7 Level: 5 Bucket town reputation: -175 Equipment Weaponry: Molotov, Cherry bombs, Combat Knife, Laser pistol, Tack Mines, Smoke grenades, Syringes. Armor:Post-war suit Tattered leather jacket Inventory Homemade shotgun, Gumballs, Bedspread Mentats x3, Psycho x2, Jet x1, Wiskey x2, vodka 4 1/2 x Hides, 15 LSB dollars Appearance Caucasian Very tall, lanky, and slim, jet black hair in a greased into a subdued pompadore style. Dark eyes and a cleanshaven face. Brown Windowpane suit. Kelly "Featherweight" Capozzi | |
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| Munk | Mar 6 2010, 08:28 PM Post #14 |
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"Shame that. A girl like you shouldn't be single." He paused again, hoping his charm would sink in. "I understand what you're saying. The wasteland is a dangerous place and it's more dangerous to travel alone. You know what I find even worse? Traveling with a bunch of loathsome strangers." He hoped she'd understand what he was getting at. "I can tell by looking at you that you're tough, but I guarantee that'd be one hell of a fight if your acquaintances decided to turn on you. Maybe you need someone to watch your back if things go to hell. Someone who respects a pretty girl and her mission. Someone like me." He smiled. "I'll travel with you, no questions asked. If we get a little closer maybe you tell why this mission is so important but for now you just need to trust me." He moved his hand over the table to gentle touch Mila's hand. |
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Andrew Hagan, Level 6, BTR: +40 Weapons:Switchblade (Concealed) Hunting Rifle (GC), 10mm Pistol (PC), Hunting Knife, Homemade Flamer (GC) Armor: Reinforced Leather Vest, Repaired Blue Jeans Currency: 2x Normal Hides, 1x Large Hides Tack Morgan, Level 3, BTR: -50 Weapons: "The Neurolizer" (Teir Two - Laser Rifle) Armor: Arena Denim (Teir One - GC) Currency: 0
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| TalonMerc288 | Mar 6 2010, 08:30 PM Post #15 |
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Sam downed the drink and shook his head. " Milan, that's a really pretty name. Milan, you simply can't trust them. Few people are willing to trust each other, afraid the others gonna stab 'em in the back. But look, if you need something done, I'll do it. I'm discrete, I don't ask questions and I get the job done. I've taken jobs all over the wastes and haven't died yet." he said with a smile. hoping she'd either fall for him or give him a job. Either one would be a nice change of pace. |
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Sam Steigmin SPECIAL: 8, 6, 7, 2, 6, 6, 5 Traits: Night person, Bruiser, Skilled Level: 3 Karma: 0 Equipment Weaponry: Pipe Riffle, Junk Flinger. Kitchen Knife. Armor: Tattered leather jacket Inventory 4 tins of riffle bullets, a radscorpion canteen, full, leather jacket, Bag of Voodoo, prewar wilderness survival guide, Large hide. Looks Tall, Muscular, and Fit, Longish, shaggy brown hair in an unsettler style. Scar over his right eye. Black, prewar leather jacket, one sleeve is roughly sewen on, once white now tanish yellow shirt, blue jeans. | |
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