Ok, I'll use O.C. #9 in my favorite post. Carter walked out of a buliding, clutching onto his blue leather jacket. There was a visible cut under his left eye and his right cheek had a yellowish tint to it. He had just come out of a fight. He could have gotten a steady job, but this was his life now. Besides, he had this euphoric feeling when he fought, he wouldn't give that up for the world.