Naked In Las Vegas

On the way back to the table Winter sees a man sitting at the table next to theirs. He has medium length shaggy brown hair, he had a thick blackish/brown beard and he was tall, maybe 6’3” or so, and very muscular with huge broad shoulders. He was wearing a black cloak, red and black kilt that had an armored belt on it and an armored red sash going from right shoulder to left hip. There were black leather gloves with armor on the knuckles sitting on the table near his plate. He had thick boots on and a double-bladed axe strapped to his back. He was drinking heavily from a beer mug. Multiple empty ones were cluttering the table. He was handsome though, in a rugged way, even though he was drunk as a skunk and getting drunker with every sip.

After Doctor Collins left, Julia let our a loud groan of disappointment. “Doesn’t anyone notice that I am a woman with a beautiful body?” she asked herself loudly.