Victor woke up and ran his left hand through his hair, he sat up in his bed and turned over so that his legs hung over the side. He stood up and walked over to his prosthetic, he reached down and picked it up around the elbow in his left hand. He brought it up to the metallic port in his right shoulder and connected the two, he felt the mechanisms fall into place and clenched his fist while contracting his elbow. He smiled as he heard the metal whine together and he pulled on a small overshirt that hardly covered his arms. He walked to the bathroom of his small apartment and ran some water into his left hand and brought it to his face, he grabbed a hand towel with his right arm and patted down his face. He tossed the towel onto the counter next to the sink and walked to his closet pulling his leather jacket out, he slipped his right arm in first then his left and left his apartment. He was making his way towards the club hangout when the rain began pouring down, he was thankful for his leather jacket, his arm didnt function well with water in it. He continued on his way to the club, his pistol was tucked in his belt on the small of his back, he had his knife in his pocket alongside his lighter. He made his way to the abandoned warehouse and walked through the main entrance, he passed some of his fellow members and made his way to the main hang out area, he saw Millie ahead of him and briefly looked her up and down before looking ahead and seeing the bad ass known as Deon, Victor admired him for his brevity but couldnt say much for his smooth talk.
Victor sighed and walked over to a special cooler he had branded with a spray painted V, he opened it and pulled out a bottle of Svodka. He wasnt much a whiskey guy but he loved Vodka, any kind really so long as it wasnt some fruity bullshit. He twisted the top off the bottle and brought it to his lips tilting his head back in his right hand, he took a swig and let out a small cough. He walked over to where Deon was and flashed a smile, he sat on the couch adjacent and took another swig.
"How goes it D?" Victor said holding the bottle in his right hand.