The Afterparty

[Fellow Hoodlum]

Browning sank another anejo, it wasn't working though. It just tasted like alcohol with
none of the effects. She had dragged him back from the brink, and now she was gone.
His life would never be the same again. Touched by an Angel. There were few mortals
who would have that that chance in their lifetime.
Nightfall had left now ... No words spoken. He had stayed on the Ampoliros for the trip
to Rochester. It wasn't home now though, New York. Time to move on. Never was really,
just somewhere to lay his battered hat and body now and then ... Share times with Hoodlum
and the guys. Stupid drunk at the bar, favourite saying of theirs.
"I need another bl**dy ship I suppose". He spoke to no one in particular.
The rest of the crew had given him a wide berth for a while.
"Sorry Hood need a bit of cash for a little time ". He knew that would not be a problem, he always
managed to pay him back.
Trip out to the borders again and replace his beloved Raven. He would have to get a
ship to get him out there. Sure old Stone would be making a run down there soon with
something dodgy ... Always doing something outside the law, that boy. Managed to keep
all the factions sweet ... Never knew how he managed that. His own rep stank everywhere.
He always had to sneak in and out of Manhattan on a fake ID. Still that was his life ...
Always on the wrong side of justice. Bit of work for the Outcast first. Needed the
time killing again. Omicron Apha was beckoning.
There was something big coming, he could feel it in his whole being.

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Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."