you were a part time merc, part time bar tender at an underground bar popular amongst gangs and thugs. Ash took a liking to you and your skills as a merc came in handy breaking up fights.

Ash was sat in his usual seat at the bar after talking to a doe-eyed Japanese boy about taking photos.

When the boy started clicking photos of the bar and the other gang members, you instinctively hid your face because photos could cause you a lot of trouble.

"Hey - it's okay, I told them no faces."Ash reasures you.