[Lindsey doesn't seem to be bothered at all with pig-faced people running around. Clearly he's seen a lot already, not just here but back where he's from, too. Still, even if he is technically an evil lawyer, he doesn't mind helping people. The whole helping the helpless crusade wasn't exactly for him, but a certain vampire who shall not be named doesn't have the monopoly on that whole thing, no matter what he thinks.]
I can see it. Normal...depends on what you mean by normal.
[He shrugs, adjusting the guitar strapped to his back, over his jacket with rolled up sleeves. There's just a hint of runic tattoos above the top of his shirt and on his arms.]
Hey look, I'm Picasso! - a.
I can see it. Normal...depends on what you mean by normal.
[He shrugs, adjusting the guitar strapped to his back, over his jacket with rolled up sleeves. There's just a hint of runic tattoos above the top of his shirt and on his arms.]