([member=2426]Leona Arcanium[/member] cause i didn't wanna clutter sunhaven with this thread lmao)

In this city, like any other place in the known world or place there was a rule depending if the place was overrun with crime and drugs.  The streetlights as dim as they were were a prime example of them, they sure were a sign of hope in the bleaks of situations, but they didn’t do a damn thing to help those who clearly didn’t deserve what was coming for them.  It was a eat or be eaten world, and a kill or be killed world.  This world was running with animals, animals who wouldn’t hesitate to kill those who were deemed weak and inconsiderate.  It didn’t matter of you had families or non anyone or everyone was considered under the circumstances killable.

A unlit cigarette dangled from the very mouth as a salt and pepper haired male walked down the streets, the streets were dangerous still during the day, but even worse during the night.  Hands shoved down his pockets, the guy walked about unarmed, normally that alone was a death sentence since who in their goddamn mind would walk about in a crime infested city unarmed?  The young male, who went by the name of Blu whose actual name is lost in the transaction of time.

A nice guy couldn’t even manage to make it out through the city unless he made himself to consume some of the corruption in order to make it out of the darkness and grit, to make a stand on top.  That would make it a lot of arrests during his teenage years for prostitution and underage drinking, he made a lot of bad choices and still does.  But his choices were somewhat now a days, came with the situation, and the people that were in his life.  So far he had less friends than he did in his past, mainly most of his influences were now either dead or jailed.

As of right now, blu had just received his fourth eviction, rent had skyrocketed in the last previous month, and he had no ways of paying for it, and he was sure as hell not fancying taking up that horrid habit of a sugar momma or sugar daddy, hell naw.  So it was roaming the streets, with some ways of finding money in order to sleep in a motel, hotel, hell even crashing at a friends place would be good to.  Somewhere for him to get back on his feet, but everywhere came with a price, and he had lived on the streets for far too know that.

But blu had no friends, and no money to pay for that rent.  So he was royally fucked.  It was time for desperate measures for desperate people.