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- Deviant for 12 years
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†morrigan "morrie" crowley†
age 23
6'3''
190lbs
october 13, 1988
†subject appearance;well muscled
gold eyes
blonde hair with a scarlet, floppy mohawk
serpent tattoo on his chest
"6" tattoo under right eye
gauges in both ears
†subject information;local gang leader and drug lord
heavy smoker
affiliated with the occult
wanted in several states on account of;
°murder
°sexual assault
°cruel and malicious assault
°thievary
°possession of illegal substances
°jaywalking
no personal information recovered
*those who've met the subject say he appears charismatic and even friendly at first, though extremely manipulative
†notes;
CLASSIFIED
bypassing Rue City Police Department Database firewall ......
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connected;members of subject's gang show alarming loyalty to him - even risking death to keep him from becoming arrested
evidence has been found that subject may have used these "persuasive abilities" to rape several women in the area
subject also shows various abnormal qualities such as;
°fire resistance
°rapid regeneration
°extreme strength
°extreme speed and agility
°mild telekinesis
//;error
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Turn left at the first corner, go straight until you reach the rusty lamp post, then turn left again
Seemingly simple commands to reach a destination, however, the clerk at a small store seemed to have given the girl wrong instructions to get to the music store. She wanted to get her broken violin looked at, and maybe get some new strings for it. It wasn't as bad as it seemed, but it was a pain to tune it every time with pegs that were stubborn to turn. However, that idea was scratched. Here, in who-knows-where, she had absolutely no idea how to get back. She tried retracing her steps, but alas, the brunette ended up walking around in circles.
Turn left at the first corner, go straight until you reach the rusty lamp post, then turn left again
Seemingly simple commands to reach a destination, however, the clerk at a small store seemed to have given the girl wrong instructions to get to the music store. She wanted to get her broken violin looked at, and maybe get some new strings for it. It wasn't as bad as it seemed, but it was a pain to tune it every time with pegs that were stubborn to turn. However, that idea was scratched. Here, in who-knows-where, she had absolutely no idea how to get back. She tried retracing her steps, but alas, the brunette ended up walking around in circles.
He just appears suddenly, out of the blue, like he was summoned. Stepping languidly out from the darkness of the alley way, even the shadows appear to cling to his back like they were a part of him. His teeth are clamped on a cigarette, smoke wreathing around his face, and his eyes are a snake's. Those eyes lock onto her, this girl with the muddled expression, and the sharp edge of his mouth curves into a more appealing expression. Each of his next steps are planned, deliberate, as he closes the gap in the sidewalk between her and him. A long finger brushes against her shoulder.
"Do you need help?" He gives her a long look before his mouth slowly forms a friendly smile. A wandering eye finds the violin case in her hand. "Concert?"
( I don't mind at all! <3 )
In the quietness of the area, she didn't expect anyone to be there. Feeling the finger against her shoulder, she jumped slightly in surprise, before turning her head to face the other, a sense of...intimidating brushing past her. The cigarette, his towering height over her petite self, and overall build was nonetheless a little frightening. Furrowing her brows, she shifted a bit beneath her blouse, her hands getting a clammy because she knew that she was bad at conversations.
"A-Ah? No, not a concert...Just a broken violin. I was meaning to go to the music store, but I guess that isn't here, is it...?" She asked with a small tilt of her head, brown locks cascading down her back like a waterfall. Somehow, the other's smile settled her mind of any wariness of him, but she was still cautious.
"A-Ah? No, not a concert...Just a broken violin. I was meaning to go to the music store, but I guess that isn't here, is it...?" She asked with a small tilt of her head, brown locks cascading down her back like a waterfall. Somehow, the other's smile settled her mind of any wariness of him, but she was still cautious.
Oh, come now. I really can't be that intimidating. ~
To put it simply, Sakura was lost in a city that was totally unfamiliar to her and she was growing more agitated by the second. She sighed softly, trying to quell her slight nervousness as she continued to delve deeper and deeper into the underbelly of the city.
"Ugh, this place is definitely not Konoha."
"Ugh, this place is definitely not Konoha."
To put it simply, Morrie was leaning against the wall of an alley, just barely noticeable by the slight glare of a nearby streetlamp, puffing a profuse amount of smoke from his lips as a joint danced between his fingers. Through the haze, he just managed to catch a glimpse of a skimply dressed, pink-haired girl stride by.
Hookers were certainly getting more bold if they were starting to wander on this part of the city. Namely, the part where his cult-fed gang reined. But he couldn't complain when fresh meat stumbled so willingly in his territory.
"Where ya headed, Pinky?" She gazed at him wearily, her chakra flowing to her hands in case she needed to release her rather monstrous strength. Her green eyes were bright and calculative, racking over his form should he pose some sort of threat against her. "I'm merely just trying to find my way out, I'm a bit lost." Came her polite response. A sheepish grin pulled at her cheeks, face flushing in slight embarrassment. The cold metal of the kunai and daggers that were strapped to her thigh bit into her skin. Her instincts whispering to be careful around this man.