The click and snap of Desire's golden lighter's kinda comforting, in a way. "Can't say as I've been hard off." He tips his hat back to scratch at sweat-dried hair, twisting his mouth into a so far, so good kind of look. "Good work, good company, plenty of food and plenty a space. Shadow ain't such a bad place to be."
(Of course, then there's the way he stares off into the gathering dusk, blue eyes wide and jaw set in that stubborn way he's got.)
"Didn't think I'd be getting a visit from you anytime soon, though." He tosses it off, but truth is, he's a little surprised he ain't heard from the golden-eyed sonuvvabitch...considering last few times he'd been in the bar. Months ago, but he still gets a little wistful thinking about that drink he owes Hero.
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Date: 2008-02-23 12:35 am (UTC)(Of course, then there's the way he stares off into the gathering dusk, blue eyes wide and jaw set in that stubborn way he's got.)
"Didn't think I'd be getting a visit from you anytime soon, though." He tosses it off, but truth is, he's a little surprised he ain't heard from the golden-eyed sonuvvabitch...considering last few times he'd been in the bar. Months ago, but he still gets a little wistful thinking about that drink he owes Hero.