The wandering man, memory block 1
He spits blood in fedora mans face, giving no small amount it. fedora man scowls, wiping blood from his face. "he stained my hat" says fedora man. "kill him" so our wanderer is on the wrong side of the mob.
Unexpected Delivery.
He hung up the phone after that and flipped his fedora on and pulled his vest on buttoning it closed. five minutes later, right on time, the truck pulled up the drive.
Fireleaf: Chapter 1
He reached for his fedora, but his hand flew through empty space. it must have fallen off during the fight. regaining his stealth, except for the barely noticeable limp and his missing fedora, he headed back toward the forest for the night.
Unexpected Delivery
He hung up the phone after that and flipped his fedora on and pulled his vest on buttoning it closed. five minutes later, right on time, the truck pulled up the drive.
Adora and Maria: The Staff of Apep Ch. 1 - Wax Amazon, Wax Amazoff
Said adora, grabbing her soaked fedora and putting it on her head. "got it." said maria, pulling the key from her satchel. "good. carlos shouldn't be too far downriver." said adora as they made their way downriver.
Love Lost, Chapter 1b: Concessions, concluded.
Ned was now looking out through the front window, and noticed a man wearing a fedora standing beside the door.
Alright
He was wearing a black, pinstriped, three-piece suit with a black fedora pulled down a bit. it shaded his eyes. they were sitting around a big table in the back room of a controlled bar. light flashed into his eyes as he thinks for a second.
Everyday Life, Part 1
Will also grabbed his fedora from on top of the closet. "is today a fedora day?" he asked himself as he flipped the fedora up in the air. the hat came down and landed on his head on a funny angle, but stayed on none-the-less. "today's a fedora day!
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 7)
The cut is tapered in at the sides and shoulder, so from a distance, he really does look like some kind of 20s-30s gangster \>the fedora tho, invokes your inner elitist again \>too much time on the internet \>"nyyeeh sheeee," he says in the worst accent
Breaking the Cocoon
Solid black fedora roosts on his head without any signs of hair, tanned skin only making its appearance on his firm cheeks and clenched fists.
Talk About a Study Break
The sharp sound made varley's ears jump, almost knocking off his fedora in the process, but he daren't move.
Thursday's prompt 05/07/15, Beauty
Thursday's Prompt 05/08/15 Beauty They say Beauty is in the eye of the Beer Holder, and I couldn't agree more. So no shit there I was, a Private Dick at a bar trying to get hammered after a long day of looking for lost keys, cheating mates,...