<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/The_verse_small.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">The Verse</span></strong></div></div><strong>Name</strong>: The Verse<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Game Master<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outskirts of Mowa, Shadow<br/><strong>Time:</strong>3rd of september, 2505, night<br/><strong>With:</strong>Phil, Levi<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>“I’m telling you, it’s all shiny! Mowa ain’t no real town, so they ain’t got no sheriff and no judge.  And the feds are on the payroll, same as us. So there ain't nothing but danger pay coming our way with the 10:45.” The senior Levett patrolman told his junior partner, spit out his smoke and stepped on it with his boot heel.<br/><br/>“Now what do we have here?” He announced as he spotted Phil and Levi. The junior patrolman immediately had his gun out – but the veteran just looked them up and down suspiciously. “Ain’t the best night for a romantic stroll.” He remarked. “Where you headin’?”<br/>