A man enters the Nexus, dressed rather sharply -- dark grey suit,…
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A man enters the Nexus, dressed rather sharply -- dark grey suit, navy blue tie, shiny black shoes, and a dark fedora to top it off. He may or may not be wearing a shoulder holster under his jacket, and that holster may or may not hold a .45 automatic pistol. Even if the man did happen to be carrying a weapon, he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary. The badge in his left pocket is testament to that.
Some may recognize Agent Melvin Purvis, while some may not. Either way, he wouldn't be particularly bothered -- his new environment distracts him enough for the moment, even though no one looking would be able to tell -- his expression doesn't change a bit.
Purvis strolls over to an empty table, taking a seat and pulling a smoke from his pocket. He lights it almost thoughtfully, taking a long drag before speaking.
"Do you," he says slowly; speaking with a slight, crisp Southern accent, "As a member of society... feel that those who serve the law -- particularly law enforcement -- are required to justify their actions? Or can you believe that whatever they did, they did for the public interest, and leave the matter alone?"
[ooc: Purvis is set mid-movie... no specific time, really; just in the midst of the Dillinger manhunt. :p]