BTC 10: V for Vendetta
Under the mask from the promotional contact for V for Vendetta, a warm working condition around the cold of weather. Along with the aid of a cotton vest, the heat of breathing in the confines proves to be just right, and not too blinding.
Sweat off the brow invisible and barely registering behind the slits for eyes. Hold back on the blinking and the eyelashes come out better for the task. Really favouring the block of foam just above the bridge of the nose and between the eyes. Perfect for positioning and ideal for not scratching the ball of the eyes direct with contact.
One regular does not at first realise the true identity of the man behind the mask. A passerby takes a step back and gasps in horror with perfect timing meeting up to cross her path. Her friends a little on the cautious side of things and only slow their step. Another whispers that there is a masked man roaming with authority inside the store. Another actually thinks about procuring his very own, stocks not as kind in that regard.
Soon Van
Sunday, 16 April 2006 - 12:52
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