02-03-2008, 02:17 AM
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The banjo that had been strapped to his back tugged uncomfortably, the strap sliding closer to his throat as he shuffled his stance. Valentine adjusted it for a moment, taking a firm hold on the worn leather strap as not to be choked. “Left you here?” he asked as though it needed to be clarified. Who left him here could have been anyone; father, brother, relative of the male gender. Tough predicament; Valentine wasn't really sure what to say or do about someone like that. He wasn't really the comforting sort, but he wasn't exactly going to tell the kid that he had some bad luck, either. “Where are you from? This is Jaded Shadows.”[/html]