Roleplay:Main Forum/General/Queen of Anarchy & Onyx's RP

''Alexander sits at the ever burning campfire as the sun finds rest behind the hills. The night is cold, but uncharacteristically still. His flannel shirt and jeans, his only worldly possessions at the moment, are doing a good enough job protecting him from the elements. His muscles are stiff and his limbs are heavy, but the extra thoughts it takes move them in this state are all that keep him awake right now. That and nicotine. Alexander flicks a cigarette butt into the flames after taking it's final drag. As the smoke escapes his mouth, he looks up at the sky and mutters a couple prayers.''

''He doesn't necessarily say this to anybody in particular. He's just thankful for a change of pace again.''