Elekta Kount
Da Warboss
Benjamin Raveran
Industrial Son
"Wha?" Benjamin was a bit startled when someone spoke to him. Looking over, he saw somthing rather peculiar to the background of blacks, grey, and occasional browns. A young women(older then him) with a red clock on her back. He suppose it wasn't uncommon to see people with bright colors on them, but generally speaking most workers he'd seen had similar look to him, usually a colored handkerchief or bandanna if they can afford it. If you were in a gang, well, maybe you'd have a colored cloth tied to your hat or elbow or a colored sash...
Oh wait, the women was talking to him.
"Oh, um, yeah, I guess, wonderful sunshine we've got today." Benjamin gave a delayed response, but it was then he did notice the sunshine piercing through the clouds. Such days were rare sight in the industrial nation, fact was there were people in the nation who'd thought sunlight was unnatural.
"Now that's a sight you don't see often here, sunlight...it's much differnt above the clouds." Benjamin kind of whispered the last part to himself, not knowing if the women had heard him.