Recent content by Dr "Redeye" Sloaks

Italy, Sloaks had never been. He'd trek'd all over the states but aside from a stint in Mexico he'd never left the country. Eyeing Queenie he tried to think what her parents might be like. Was her dad covered in tattoos? No, that didn't suit. He imagined her parents to be straight laced and...

His smile almost reached his eyes but he was too worn down to react fully. Queenie had an easy way with people, far more than he did and nowadays he found his aversion to her physical contact lessen to almost nothing, almost. Patting her hand on his leg reassuringly he did not linger there and...

Giving his own nod in return Sloaks hummed more to himself than in acknowledgement. It was of course a relief to hear that Queenie did not seem to be seriously harmed but he, like her, was a doctor and it was a fact that doctors made poor patients so he had to fight the urge to insist upon an...

Dark brows furrowed on his face and Sloaks imagined how it must have felt to be in that digital darkness. What relief he felt at the absence of his suspected rogue ripper did not last long as he heard the story. "Are you alright?" Queenie was tough, you had to be in this city but system shocks...

By the word "kitchen" Sloaks was already thumbing a fresh smoke into his mouth. Saying nothing but giving a confirming nod he stacked the plates by the sink before joining Queenie on the couch on what was his end of it whenever he was there and fell into it like a sack of potatoes, head leaned...

"I won't argue." Sloaks snubbed out the smoke in the ashtray and pulled the mug closer, lifting it and breathing in the sweet scent. "Thank you." If he closed his eyes he knew he'd probably fall asleep right there on the countertop so instead he took a sip that was barely anything and served...

"Keep her close." Sloaks advised as he sat back down and took a long drag before resting the half smoked cig on the ashtray. The smile infected him as he saw it on Queenie. She made friends fast and was an access to many things his own reserved way denied him. The price of his solitude was...

The night was seldom dark. As soon as the sun set over the toxic green of the polluted skyline the lights of hundreds of electric signs shone their radiant glow upon the streets and their inhabitants. Thousands of multicoloured bodies moved in and out of reds and greens and blues in their...

(Images of "Slaok" taken from Dark City featuring Rufus Sewell, great movie, highly recommend) Name: Dr David "Redeye" Sloak Alias/Handle: Dr Redeye, Doc, Sloak. Age: 31 Ethnicity: White American Birthplace: New York, Appearance: Constantly looks tired, almost always smoking, rough, plain...