claws out | OPEN; INTRODUCTION

[dannychan]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; border: 0px black solid; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;"]ken wasn’t exactly a people person, but he guessed it wouldn’t be a bad idea to try and talk to someone. he had only just arrived in flintlock, and he needed at least a few people to trust. of course- he trusted jo already, she was the leader of this please, why wouldn’t he trust her? oh, that’s right, anarchy was his favourite thing, didn’t like people of power- but that wasn’t important.

as he decided to join the group, he’d stand a bit away, jean jacket buttoned up and his hands stuffed into his pockets, nails digging into scraped palms and sighing. “im ken.” he introduced simply, slouching slightly.