Vick turned the lock over in his hands. “You think there’ll be a next time?”
Often the strategist or the "tough" one in the group who hides a softer side (as indicated by the nickname "Vick" vs. the more formal "Vincent"). Aesthetic: vick %28aka vincent%29 and viola from teenburg
He’d said no.
From his perch on the fire escape of the defunct Widget & Coil factory, he had a clear shot of the Silver Lining Post Office. Specifically, the back alley where, for three Tuesdays running, someone had been leaving stolen mood-crystals in an overturned mailbox. Vick turned the lock over in his hands
“Target’s approaching,” Viola said, her voice sharper now. “West alley entrance. One figure, hooded, dragging a duffel. Not the usual courier. Gait is uneven—favoring left leg. Old injury or new limp. Heart rate elevated but breathing controlled. That’s adrenaline with training.” Aesthetic: He’d said no