Walter White (
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Date & Time: 6/01 afternoon, right after Walt arrives
Location: Right outside of the Hold
Characters: Walter White, Stephanie Brown, Saul Goodman, Jesse Pinkman
Summary: So Stephanie has been on the lookout for this guy...
Warnings: Keysmashing
For everything that was so wrong with the situation, at least things were somewhat organized in this place. He played with the key in his hand. He wasn't sure how he felt about being forced to share his space with two people he didn't know. Maybe there was someone he could talk to about possibly getting his own place.
...But he didn't have the type of sway he had back in Albuquerque. All of his money that he worked so hard for, sacrificed so much for, was sitting in a storage area back home, a place that was literally, from what he understood, worlds away at this point. All he had were the marques in his pocket. He chose the physical money, not the digital card. He was far too used to having actual money with him. His money at home would collect dust until he found a way back.
He looks around for the promised "guide" that would wait for him once he was done at the banking counter.
Location: Right outside of the Hold
Characters: Walter White, Stephanie Brown, Saul Goodman, Jesse Pinkman
Summary: So Stephanie has been on the lookout for this guy...
Warnings: Keysmashing
For everything that was so wrong with the situation, at least things were somewhat organized in this place. He played with the key in his hand. He wasn't sure how he felt about being forced to share his space with two people he didn't know. Maybe there was someone he could talk to about possibly getting his own place.
...But he didn't have the type of sway he had back in Albuquerque. All of his money that he worked so hard for, sacrificed so much for, was sitting in a storage area back home, a place that was literally, from what he understood, worlds away at this point. All he had were the marques in his pocket. He chose the physical money, not the digital card. He was far too used to having actual money with him. His money at home would collect dust until he found a way back.
He looks around for the promised "guide" that would wait for him once he was done at the banking counter.