Jacob Kane [ Cain ] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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diversified2016-03-27 03:25 pm
insertdadjoke) wrote in diversified2016-03-27 03:25 pm
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#damsellife [ closed psl ]
WHO Cain (insertdadjoke), Rachel Conway (gotbottle).
WHAT Cain gets in over his head, Rachel is there to poke her nose into everything.
WHEN idk 2015?
WHERE Warehouse district of some indistinct coastal US city.
WHY idk my bff Ozzy
Although it was easy enough to track where had gone wrong in following this lead, Cain was still never going to live it down. His self-interest in the case was the only reason he had gotten so involved, one of his descendants being part of the poor saps who had fallen for the promises of better lives, good pay, things so and so like that. It was stupid but too enticing for some people so far down on their luck. Usually Cain would have honestly written it off as people getting what they deserved. When his own family got into the mix, then... then maybe they deserved some help there.
That didn't exactly help, though, when he found himself tied up with rusting chains and huddled against the wall where these assholes were arguing where they were going to dump the body. Not that they would have a body to dump, fair's fair, but they didn't know that. They were bickering and Cain was quietly trying to get some kind of body part free, starting with his hands. They were pretty tightly done but the dislocation trick should still work, assuming he could get his hand out fast enough before the healing kicked in...
"Did you hear that?" one of the grunts said immediately, cutting off the argument. "Thought I heard something. You said there was only one guy!" Turning to Cain, he accused: "You said it was just you!"
"Did I?" asked Cain, unable to let go of being a smartass even with two guns pointed at him.
insertdadjoke), Rachel Conway (gotbottle).WHAT Cain gets in over his head, Rachel is there to poke her nose into everything.
WHEN idk 2015?
WHERE Warehouse district of some indistinct coastal US city.
WHY idk my bff Ozzy
Although it was easy enough to track where had gone wrong in following this lead, Cain was still never going to live it down. His self-interest in the case was the only reason he had gotten so involved, one of his descendants being part of the poor saps who had fallen for the promises of better lives, good pay, things so and so like that. It was stupid but too enticing for some people so far down on their luck. Usually Cain would have honestly written it off as people getting what they deserved. When his own family got into the mix, then... then maybe they deserved some help there.
That didn't exactly help, though, when he found himself tied up with rusting chains and huddled against the wall where these assholes were arguing where they were going to dump the body. Not that they would have a body to dump, fair's fair, but they didn't know that. They were bickering and Cain was quietly trying to get some kind of body part free, starting with his hands. They were pretty tightly done but the dislocation trick should still work, assuming he could get his hand out fast enough before the healing kicked in...
"Did you hear that?" one of the grunts said immediately, cutting off the argument. "Thought I heard something. You said there was only one guy!" Turning to Cain, he accused: "You said it was just you!"
"Did I?" asked Cain, unable to let go of being a smartass even with two guns pointed at him.