Post by RYKER ERIC DAHL on May 28, 2010 21:15:08 GMT
He was out! He was outside of Stanfield at last. It had taken almost the two years he had been here for Ryker to be allowed outside of the walls at night time and unsupervised. It was a trust thing he had been told. They knew there was always a chance he would run but they knew that wasn't Ryker's style. Plus Ryker knew there was nowhere for him to run to. His Mother didn't want him and his Father had made it clear he didn't want him back until he was fixed. Ryker had taken steps to being fixed, so to speak, he had taken baby steps but not many. He hadn't attacked anyone for a while and his stealing was down to things that were pointless.
Ryker was going to enjoy every second of being allowed out alone. Ryker was known for not really behaving himself. His main vices being copious amounts of alcohol and males. He really needed to learn to behave but behaving was boring. He wasn't sure what kind of bother he would be getting up to tonight. Just aslong as he had fun. Ryker was dressed for fun. in Jeans, blue checks shirt, black vans with skulls on and a hat. The hat covered most of his brown locks and the shirt and jeans covered his many tattoo's.
Ryker had left the asylum at nine and walked into town. He had money in his pocket which he had gotten from a cash machine as soon as he had arrived. His back card was kept under lock and key, until he was allowed out, it meant he had quite a bit saved up in his account. It meant that Ryker had ahbit of blowing it when he could on stupid things. Like expensive boots. Right now he was planning on spending it on having one hell of a good time. He walked the street's until he spotted a bar that looked like his sort of place. He slipped inside with a grin to the bouncer and made his way to the bar. Ordering a vodka and coke, when he got there. He paid the barman and went and sat down in a booth.
