Deputy Marshal Raylan Givens (
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tushanshu_logs2013-03-26 09:26 pm
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But the town square is quiet, the juke joints are empty
Characters: Raylan Givens and Olivia Dunham and Dorian Gray and whoever else??
Date: AROUND NOW.
Location: an Earth Sector bar
Situation: RAYLAN IS SULKING, P MUCH.
Warnings/Rating: None atm will edit as needed.
[Raylan is a very particular kind of person. He has certain tendencies, given habits, patterns of behavior. And even as his job - his usual job - means he has no set schedule and has to pick up and haul ass into the metaphorical sunset after fugitives et cetera at a moment's notice, his personality means that he digs into his rituals that much harder because of it.
Tuesday night poker being Winona's favorite example to harp on.
But she wasn't wrong - all those years and he never missed a game.
Which is why he's sitting at the bar of a closed-down pub in the Earth Sector, nursing his fortunately powerful ration of alcohol - purchased elsewhere - and scowling at the empty shelves. It's not even that this place was better than most of the others (also closed). It's that it's the one he went to, one slice of routine in this shitkick town with its shapeshifters and Supermen and day jobs he knew he'd never miss.
On top of it all, he's back to feeling useless. One thing (one of many things) Raylan Givens does not do well is useless.]
Date: AROUND NOW.
Location: an Earth Sector bar
Situation: RAYLAN IS SULKING, P MUCH.
Warnings/Rating: None atm will edit as needed.
[Raylan is a very particular kind of person. He has certain tendencies, given habits, patterns of behavior. And even as his job - his usual job - means he has no set schedule and has to pick up and haul ass into the metaphorical sunset after fugitives et cetera at a moment's notice, his personality means that he digs into his rituals that much harder because of it.
Tuesday night poker being Winona's favorite example to harp on.
But she wasn't wrong - all those years and he never missed a game.
Which is why he's sitting at the bar of a closed-down pub in the Earth Sector, nursing his fortunately powerful ration of alcohol - purchased elsewhere - and scowling at the empty shelves. It's not even that this place was better than most of the others (also closed). It's that it's the one he went to, one slice of routine in this shitkick town with its shapeshifters and Supermen and day jobs he knew he'd never miss.
On top of it all, he's back to feeling useless. One thing (one of many things) Raylan Givens does not do well is useless.]
i judge you to be the best rper okay? okay.
There might be some sipping of his terrible drink and glaring over the glass happening too.]
no subject
[And, more cheerful than he was a moment ago, Dorian spins on his heel and leaves Raylan to his drinking.]
[And goes to find something stupid to do to build on the apathy that Raylan got rolling. THANKS, RAYLAN, FOR OPENING THAT UP.]