New Face, New Look ((OPEN))
Jan 31, 2014 15:58:25 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 15:58:25 GMT -5
A new face again? Hadnt he just changed himself into white after the conflict? What had that been atleast….two years ago, and now here he was with a new face and thought process already? He needed to calm down, he wasn’t supposed to be the warrior anymore. He needed to be who he really was and not some kind of action star….which he very much was not. Looking in the mirror above the marble sink he saw black curls, seemingly silky to the touch, eyes piercing as always, rough gruff facial hair like his last couple regens as The Rebel. He was a new person…or maybe an amalgam of some of the better parts of his older selves. That idea wasn’t SOOO bad, actually no he liked that idea. He had finally found a way to come together without looking like someone he wasn’t. This was the real him, the true Face of White….the real him….
The very thought brought a smile to his face as he pushed away from the counter and walked into the hotel bedroom and started looking around for clothes. What SHOULD he wear in this form now? The white trench seemed a bit much anymore, but that was always something he DID have. He needed a trench that would work for this new him, something classy yet daring……hmmmmm. So much for a deep thought out new self. Nope, this mind wanted to make a look for himself so that he could be a brand new time lord that was HIM not the other incarnations he had gone through. Individualism and a new name for himself was WAY more important at the beginning of this one, unlike the others.
“Well…I guess its time to see if I can shop with that money I got from everyone.” And With that White grabbed a black tight fitting T-shirt, jeans and combat boots, throwing them on and walking out the door into the world with his new face and hoping to do somethind good in the world…..after he got some better clothes.
The very thought brought a smile to his face as he pushed away from the counter and walked into the hotel bedroom and started looking around for clothes. What SHOULD he wear in this form now? The white trench seemed a bit much anymore, but that was always something he DID have. He needed a trench that would work for this new him, something classy yet daring……hmmmmm. So much for a deep thought out new self. Nope, this mind wanted to make a look for himself so that he could be a brand new time lord that was HIM not the other incarnations he had gone through. Individualism and a new name for himself was WAY more important at the beginning of this one, unlike the others.
“Well…I guess its time to see if I can shop with that money I got from everyone.” And With that White grabbed a black tight fitting T-shirt, jeans and combat boots, throwing them on and walking out the door into the world with his new face and hoping to do somethind good in the world…..after he got some better clothes.