Leaving her alone

[gold_ambition]

The feeling that he was himself again lasted for awhile. It lasted through the night, through ignoring the blinking indication that he had a message, through a shift at the bar where he mixed drinks with unneeded strength (both alcoholic and physical) and sent most patrons away after one drink with his silently dangerous presence. He was James T.

Comments

[rn_chapel]

[[OOC: Omg, so much wibbling! Ilu.]]

[gold_ambition]

[[OOC - Yay, I'm glad you... approve?]]

[rn_chapel]

[[OOC: Words kind of fail, don't they? Approve is close enough!]]