Alexius Cinder 7d6 Fear: 1 pass (Failure)
Alex was rather enjoying talking with the two detectives. They were like a group of peers and he was pleased they were showing him so much respect and talking through this with him, just like the picture shows.
He was clueless that he was a suspect, suspicious, and or just a madman in Detective Wise's eyes. Little better in Reyes' eyes either.
A pang of hunger rolled through Alex and he leaned over as if in pain. His face creased in concern but the feeling passed. He glanced up and around trying to figure out what had caused the sensation. His hackles were suddenly up and his posture that had been so relaxed looked worried now.
His eyes glanced back at the ladies and he worked to compose himself. “He should only have one or two IDs right? Not that many.” he said, pleased to be pointing out that detail so they could all add it to their notepads.
At Reyes' question he glanced up and pouted in thought. “I am... not sure. When is sunrise?” he asked in turn.
Alex was rather enjoying talking with the two detectives. They were like a group of peers and he was pleased they were showing him so much respect and talking through this with him, just like the picture shows.
He was clueless that he was a suspect, suspicious, and or just a madman in Detective Wise's eyes. Little better in Reyes' eyes either.
A pang of hunger rolled through Alex and he leaned over as if in pain. His face creased in concern but the feeling passed. He glanced up and around trying to figure out what had caused the sensation. His hackles were suddenly up and his posture that had been so relaxed looked worried now.
His eyes glanced back at the ladies and he worked to compose himself. “He should only have one or two IDs right? Not that many.” he said, pleased to be pointing out that detail so they could all add it to their notepads.
At Reyes' question he glanced up and pouted in thought. “I am... not sure. When is sunrise?” he asked in turn.