by Guest Thu Sep 27, 2012 12:13 pm
4 years prior to the upcoming events in this roleplay.
Wolf was hunched over his small work desk, he held a fine Philips screwdriver in his hand and he was slowly turning the last few screws tight in his contraption. He had kept this a secret from his younger brother and sister, they didn't need to be involved in what he did, he didn't want them involved. He sat back and looked at the small metal tube in his hand. He wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed softly.
He looked over at Zane, only one year his junior and already he was taller than Wolf. He seemed oblivious to what Wolf was doing, then again, Wolf was always messing around with metal and cogs, making tiny, pointless things that had no real use in their lives.
Zane was looking out of their window, across the fish houses towards the docks. Dover was a tough place in these times, you had to keep your wits about you at all times otherwise you would end up hurt, or worse. Wolf stood and walked behind his brother.
"What are you looking at Zane?" Said Wolf softly as he placed a hand gently on his brothers shoulder. Before his brother could answer Wolf asked his second question "And where is your sister, I told you to keep an eye on her. I don't want her being out alone, we both know what those trawler sailors are like"
He kept his eyes fixated on one of the warehouses, the largest on the dockside and tonight this would be his target, at 17 Wolf was going to plant his home made bombs and destroy the Channel Fishing warehouse and, if he was successful he would be accepted into the Largest dockside gang, and secure more safety for his little brother and sister
(I know its not perfect, but, you have leway to use my character if you want to have conversations, as I don't know where your characters are going yet I have left that out, bt hopefully we will be able to wor it in and make it work)