That morning as they left to the open market, Leon felt safer than ever before as his black cargo pants hid a kinetic pistol.
Yes, he finally changed from the black joggers that he awakened on and the tarpaulin cloak that he crafted.
Continuing wearing just that would have only turned him into a physical embodiment of body odor.
This was no longer like when he was alone in his shelter in the fringe of the Wastes. No matter how dystopian the Wastes was, the people still formed a community here which meant Leon could afford to change clothes.
Talia spent a few pounds to get all of them new clothes after what happened two nights ago. This was also to enhance their disguise.
Leon was dressed in a black T-shirt and black cargo pants. Kain wore a long black coat and black pants, Daren wore a casual green T-shirt and beige-colored combat shorts, exposing his muscular body and tattoos.
