[ Coming back with his new memories and lal he has been through since he last was on the Tranquility really made him crave something. Something with a little kick to it. He vaguely remembers his friend Wichita working here at the bar, and vaguely does he remember the taste of alcohol.
Jake asserts himself into the bar, taking in the sights and expecting to see his friend here, who, if he asks nicely, might give him a drink since he's underage (though he did not think so. Being sixteen was a huge deal.)
He is wearing his jumpsuit which is something unusual considering he had some shorts and tee shirts in his locker, but he still keeps his thigh holsters strapped to his legs, carrying his twin guns with him. In any case, he is rather surprised when he sees somebody else working here. Did he meet this girl before and he does not remember? There were a lot of things Jake had issues remembering. It was a constant problem, but the fact his memory of this place is foggy makes it even worse.
His nostrils flare as he takes a long, steady breath through his nose and puts his chin high in the air before striding to the bar and taking him a seat. Like a big man, he talks, his usual accent wavering a little. ]
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Jake asserts himself into the bar, taking in the sights and expecting to see his friend here, who, if he asks nicely, might give him a drink since he's underage (though he did not think so. Being sixteen was a huge deal.)
He is wearing his jumpsuit which is something unusual considering he had some shorts and tee shirts in his locker, but he still keeps his thigh holsters strapped to his legs, carrying his twin guns with him.
In any case, he is rather surprised when he sees somebody else working here. Did he meet this girl before and he does not remember? There were a lot of things Jake had issues remembering. It was a constant problem, but the fact his memory of this place is foggy makes it even worse.
His nostrils flare as he takes a long, steady breath through his nose and puts his chin high in the air before striding to the bar and taking him a seat.
Like a big man, he talks, his usual accent wavering a little. ]
I'm gonna have a drink, m'am!
[ Yeah. He is. ]