<Office Days>
Ah the I.M.P office. A somewhat peaceful place (that's a lie) when there's work being done. Whether you work here or need a job done, you enter through the door and look around. The receptionist, Loona, is currently on her phone like always. As you head into the actual office, you see Jack checking the weapons to ensure they were all in working order. Loading a magazine into a rifle and racking a round, he checks the sight before putting it back in it's place. He then pulled out a cigar and lit it, humming. "Just another day at Immediate Murder Professionals... Great." He muttered.
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"Whiskey and Sin. Smells like home." // Jack Fuego MB/S
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