Post by Ulric Talbot on Mar 6, 2017 2:14:41 GMT -5
Ulric looked down at the head of hair that was before him and felt appalled by it. Even if this was a house call there had to be some sense of decency. There was no care given to keeping it clean or healthy. This poor person had split ends all over the place and dirt in their scalp, nothing to say the least of the smell of the hair, it reeked of spoiled milk and old rum. Still he had a job to do, he had taken payment to cut and wash this person's hair, even if it made him gag even thinking of touching this hair with his bare hands. He knew for a fact that for this haircut he would use a pair of scissors, he didn't want to be picking out this rancid hair out from under his nails later on.
With a pair of scissors in his hand he ran one hand through this person's hair pulling it up to measure how long to leave it. Once he found the right length he slowly started to cut and move his hand to do it again starting the haircut. “So what brings you to Winchester, most tend to stay away unless they're looking for a fight and you don't seem to be the fighting type.” Making chit chat with this person would help distract himself from the pungent odor that was now emanating from the thing that was called hair from this person's head. “If ya gotta know there's about to be a big marine raid on a pirate hold out on the west side. I'ma be there to nab me a few bounties off of the dead pirates and the work of dem marines. Heh dumb marines won't even know I ain't the one doing any of the work, best job being a bounty hunter.”
Ulric looked down at this so called bounty hunter and smiled. “Is that so? Well then let's get a clean shave so you can turn them in.” This man made him sick how dare he call himself a bounty hunter and act this way, well they wouldn't be alive for that much longer. Without waiting for a response Ulric moved his thumb to this person's neck and with a quick and decisive motion he dragged his nail across this bounty hunter's neck slicing it open and bleeding him out. “You're not a hunter, just a parasite.” He had no qualms about killing this man, his hair was a disaster and so was style of life, tho the raid on the west side did make him wonder if he should try and work with a few marines to get some easy cash.
Before taking off he decided that it was worthwhile looking at what this man had on him, picking the deadman's pockets as well as looking in the closet to see if there was anything of value or interest to take. Luckily for him there was a letter, more like an invitation to join the raid for one bounty hunter and it didn't even have a name on it meaning he could use it. He kept a devilish smile across his face as he packed his things and took the letter. With his things in hand and an open window, Ulric made his escape and down the side of the hotel. The man had only been staying on the second floor so it wasn't that much of a drop. Landing gracefully on the ground and a smile on his face he started towards the marine base knowing that a much bigger payday was in store for him.
With a pair of scissors in his hand he ran one hand through this person's hair pulling it up to measure how long to leave it. Once he found the right length he slowly started to cut and move his hand to do it again starting the haircut. “So what brings you to Winchester, most tend to stay away unless they're looking for a fight and you don't seem to be the fighting type.” Making chit chat with this person would help distract himself from the pungent odor that was now emanating from the thing that was called hair from this person's head. “If ya gotta know there's about to be a big marine raid on a pirate hold out on the west side. I'ma be there to nab me a few bounties off of the dead pirates and the work of dem marines. Heh dumb marines won't even know I ain't the one doing any of the work, best job being a bounty hunter.”
Ulric looked down at this so called bounty hunter and smiled. “Is that so? Well then let's get a clean shave so you can turn them in.” This man made him sick how dare he call himself a bounty hunter and act this way, well they wouldn't be alive for that much longer. Without waiting for a response Ulric moved his thumb to this person's neck and with a quick and decisive motion he dragged his nail across this bounty hunter's neck slicing it open and bleeding him out. “You're not a hunter, just a parasite.” He had no qualms about killing this man, his hair was a disaster and so was style of life, tho the raid on the west side did make him wonder if he should try and work with a few marines to get some easy cash.
Before taking off he decided that it was worthwhile looking at what this man had on him, picking the deadman's pockets as well as looking in the closet to see if there was anything of value or interest to take. Luckily for him there was a letter, more like an invitation to join the raid for one bounty hunter and it didn't even have a name on it meaning he could use it. He kept a devilish smile across his face as he packed his things and took the letter. With his things in hand and an open window, Ulric made his escape and down the side of the hotel. The man had only been staying on the second floor so it wasn't that much of a drop. Landing gracefully on the ground and a smile on his face he started towards the marine base knowing that a much bigger payday was in store for him.