[Big bro slig 600]

OOC:
My mistake, and yes i shall follow the rules ^^


BIC:
Flare had finished his cigar to a certain extent, he put out the end of it with his right hands finger and thumb, by doing this he could smoke it again later on whenever he felt the need to. He continued his random wandering walking back and forth in the same spot, as if he was patroling the wall he was leaning on before. After several minutes of reapeating the same pattern he decided to randomly aim his rifle at the wall, acting as if the wall was somehow wanted. He did this to keep his actual combat and weaponry skills nice and sharp incase of emergency. After doing this for a few more minutes he noticed a familier smell coming from the factory itself, the smell was his favorite meat treat...Paramite pies.

"Well since im here i could use a nice meal, plus while im at it i could get to know the employees." he said to himself walking towards the actual location of the smell like some sort of zombie.