he’s leaned against a wall his shoes crossed as apart of him has formed a hand In order to sip his whiskey…

slowly his eyes move to you

"Eh? Who the ‘ell are ya?"

his voice harsh yet friendly is a bit slurred but he seems like he’s been at this for a while, he must be able to drink a lot without getting too drunk…

"Well, go on and introduce ya self! The name’s The Vigilante"