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scans_daily(He'd set out after meeting his son's body.)
He made his way into Blackstone, to the docks.
There, he saw a battle between two parts of the " refinery city " - Petropinnacle and Meshe Adam.
He helped clean its aftermath up.
He turned to face another set from Petropinnacle.
" Take a walk, you dried-up fucking badger. "
He turned and ran.
He went back to the docks.
From a vantage point, he saw those from Petropinnacle taking their fellows' previous defeat by Meshe Adam out on the young man with the stand.
He leapt down, striking.
(The effectiveness of telescoping batons.)
That night, he let water clean his body and thought about the last thing he'd heard his son say to him.
' You've never cared who I am, Piotr Petrovich. It's too late to start. '
He left the alley.
(Petropinnacle's corporate.)
(Pagecount's 6 and a bit more than a half of 20 from Crude #2.
Writing's Steve Orlando, art's Garry Brown, colors're Lee Loughridge, and letters're Thomas Mauer.)
He made his way into Blackstone, to the docks.
There, he saw a battle between two parts of the " refinery city " - Petropinnacle and Meshe Adam.
He helped clean its aftermath up.
He turned to face another set from Petropinnacle.
" Take a walk, you dried-up fucking badger. "
He turned and ran.
He went back to the docks.
From a vantage point, he saw those from Petropinnacle taking their fellows' previous defeat by Meshe Adam out on the young man with the stand.
He leapt down, striking.
(The effectiveness of telescoping batons.)
That night, he let water clean his body and thought about the last thing he'd heard his son say to him.
' You've never cared who I am, Piotr Petrovich. It's too late to start. '
He left the alley.
(Petropinnacle's corporate.)
(Pagecount's 6 and a bit more than a half of 20 from Crude #2.
Writing's Steve Orlando, art's Garry Brown, colors're Lee Loughridge, and letters're Thomas Mauer.)
