Thread: El Cajon, California

Name Precious Daniels Location El Cajon Attire Black bra under an aging white wife beater male tank top, cut off shorts, cut daisy duke style. Wide belt with amo bag attacked, army green camo bag on back, knee high black combat boots, black cotton gloves. Weapons Curently two rifles, one strapped to her back the other in hand, pocket knife in back left pocket, revolver tucked in back of shorts, anything else she has which at this point isn't much is in her pack. DateTime July 4th, 2025 Afternoon Tagging Sky, OPEN Precous laughed at Sky's words as she spoke of finally getting to kill people in L.A. without going to prison for it. Sure as shit it sounded morbidly fucked up, but who didn't have that day when they wanted to drive a drill bit through their father in law's head or take a machette and slash it through their boss? She couldn't deny she had those days. Her regret was killing those she had to that she didn't much want to. She wasn't going to feel guilt for it though. Her brothers would have wanted death instead of whatever the fuck these bitches were in now. So in reality she saved them, same with her parents, same with her dog... Course looking at it like that she also spared the lives of people she couldn't stand.... She chose not to look at it that way. She saw it how Sky did, felt good to put three bullet's in her old professor's head, shit she thought old age would have gotten him by now, guess fate was looking out for her. He was a grouchy old fucker and seemed nobody ever did any good in his glass, so really she did everyone a favor... Least wise everyone who ever knew him, or could have. She tapped her smoke against her leg and laughed again as Sky spoke of being her bitch for a day if she baked her a cake and she shook her head a bit before taking a drag from her smoke as she listened to her explain what all she'd been eating. Sounds to me like you could use some real food then, before cake even, but I can totally get a cake made... My older brother's birthday would have been in a week, so everything for it is in my apartment as we speak. Precious laughed at the irony of the entire situation. What were the chances, she figured everything in her house now would go to waste, now if they could find someplace completely secure she could save two eggs, and a few cups of flour... Not that she was really completely concerned about it. Precious caught Sky's flench as she mentioned her dog, but chose not to push it. She knew how it hurt loosing her dog, and she could only imagine what Sky must have gone through in all the time she'd been out and about. Taking another drag from her smoke she smiled and nodded to the invite. I was actually on my way out and I have no fucking clue where to, so I'm pretty stocked on food... You actually caught me just finishing up my rounds. These days clothes are kinda last priority for me, and don't feel to bad about food not being top of your list... Truth is... I went for weapons before food too.... I just got a bit bigger of a ride. Precious laughed as glanced back at Sky's bike before pointing to the pickup truck that she 'borrowed'. Good to have someone else among the breathing, it aint easy to sleep and look out at the same time, but I got a feeling you know that a lot better than I do. Precious replied before dropping her smoke to the ground and rubbing it out. She'd been in her apartment, so she had all sorts of early warning signals telling her that trouble was coming, luxuries she didn't figure Skylar was lucky enough to afford.