11-21-2008, 09:45 PM
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| http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... parrow.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> He looked up over his shoulder at her, a comfortable though roguish smile lightening his face just slightly. It was a rare look for him, or so he thought, though social interactions as of late had kept him in a more pleasurable mood than usual. Jefferson recognized skepticism in her eyes and smiling face, and he had to stifle the slight chuckle that rose from his throat. He'd had that look once--he knew he'd be eaten alive after his fighting abilities had been seemingly ousted at the ruining of one of his legs, and yet the beast had recovered. His leg had never fulled healed and it did give him trouble, but out of effort and practice, the hybrid had managed to master altercations on three legs, and thus his scarred and demeaning appearance were a bit unintimidating despite the knowledge and training he'd given himself. "Phoenix Valley," he said simply, somehow unafraid to admit that nowadays. He climbed to his feet and began to dust himself off. "Pretty long ways away, but the walks are good on two feet. Lot of questions to answer right now, so there's a bit of walking to do." His eye focused again on her. "And you?" |