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Jesse B. Black ([personal profile] loose_cannon) wrote in [community profile] nexus_sages2015-08-11 08:48 pm

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"Hey, uh . . . anyone here ever had to, you know . . . reconnect with anyone before?"

The question comes from a man seated at the edge of the forum. A heavy, fringed overcoat is draped over the back of the speaker's chair, and he's kicked his pair of dusty boots up on a nearby tabletop. Overall, it looks like the man would be more at home in the American west: he wears a bolo tie and bandana around his neck, embroidered denim shirt, heavy belt buckle holding up crossed gun holsters and reinforced jeans. The tanned, scarred skin of his face contrasts starkly with his shaggy white hair. At a glance, he appears to be (at least) in his late 40's, but his eyes have a youthful, fiery spark to them.

The gunslinger swings his boots down off the table so he can sit forward and pour himself another shot from a brown-bagged bottle.

"Family in particular?" He adds before taking a swig.

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[personal profile] notalldead 2015-08-14 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pleasure's all mine, pardner." His smile is back naturally now as he gives a tip of the hat to his drinking buddy. "Sometimes a body's gotta drown those woes a bit so y'all are in good company.

"Y'all ever need another round or an ear to listen to 'em, though," he taps one of his, which might draw attention to the fact said ear looks like it was stitched back on at some point, "y'all just mosey over to that there subway station and ask for ol' Jesse. Jesses gotta stick together." He laughs.