A Cold Winter's Night [OPEN]

Jasper was walking up and down the back alley's of the big city that he'd entered. He'd never been in New York city before, let alone a big a city as this. He decided to take the back alley's to avoid making contact with people and have to hear the voices in his head.

Jasper walked up and down the alley's wearing a ragged trench coat he'd found in a recycling bin. Seeing as how he was a street walker he had to make due with what he could and with it being the start of winter he needed a way to stay warm. His large muscular build fit snugly against the trench coat and kept the most part of his body heat inside.

His hair covered his eyes for the most part as he decided to take a seat on a empty drink crate near a vent that was letting out a bit of warm steam. He held his hands out and rubbed them together as he enjoyed the warmth from the grate. He made sure to keep his wits about him since he knew a big city meant, more people, which meant more of a chance of having a mishap.

He quietly sat on the box and decided he'd look at his blade to clean it. He slid the large Bowie knife from his back and saw a small dot of red and quickly cleaned it away. He was never happy to do the things he did but he couldn't help it and he came to terms with that and knew it was best to stay away from any situation and if it happened to quickly move away from it.