"Consequences" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, "Like I knew that some woman was gonna be dragging me out to the desert." Jeff says defensively in his shivers.
"Consequences" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station,
The night comes swift, and with its swiftness, a coldness is ushered over the desert. At night, the lands that were scorched by the sun during day, become a silent killer, bringing a coldness that chills the bones of anyone unfortunate enough to find themselves stranded in the desert. The thought of Robyn, the infamous leader, lost and all alone, stranded in the desert without any hope of escaping brought some disturbance to Jeff. He knew little of Robyn, but the knowledge he did have were enough to put anyone at unease. Jeff didn't know whether or not to believe Robyn was really alive, it was highly unlikely for her to survive all alone in the desert.
Propping himself up against a gas pump, Jeff twiddles with his fingers. He tried sleeping, but the concrete was too cold and uncomfortable, he was used to sleeping in some hookers' bed. Shivering, Jeff tries conserving heat, but it did little good, the desert chill still somehow got to him. The fire that bustled before him only worked to put out little to no heat, even still, it was at least something to look at. Closing his eyes, Jeff tries hard not to think, maybe if he kept his eyes shut long enough; he'd drift off into sleep.
"Consequences" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station,
"I'll be lucky if I'm not caught in my sleep." Jeff says as he stops his pacing.
"I don't suppose you'd have anything for me to sleep on or with." Jeff asks as he remembers that they're not in a Casino bedroom.
"Consequences" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, "I guess so, you think we'll run into her? You said she wandered off into the desert." Jeff asks, inquiring for her personal opinion.
"Only the Good Die Young" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, "How do you know that she's not dead?" Jeff asks, his interest in her words deepening with each one uttered.
"Only the Good Die Young" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, "How do you know that he died? And if you were friends with Charles, then did you run with the Dark Ones?" Jeff prods for more answers.
Learning this woman's back-story was interesting to Jeff, it was like reading a book and asking for more answers, or something to that extent.
"Only the Good Die Young" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, Processing this, Jeff looks down to the woman, her face was filled with remorse and sadness. It was evident that she was uncomfortable.
"Were you guys friends?" Jeff asks, genuinely caring about what she was talking.
"To Take a Soul" Jeffery, Poseidon Gas Station, "Kind of, heard about how they blew up that RobCo factory in Utah, people around here say they're the next Caesars Legion." Jeff responds honestly.
He'd heard little about the Dark Ones, he was more concerned about the state of his crew at the time of their rise. Little news from the East reached Nevada, but with what did, it became evident that the Dark Ones were one of the few factions pushing for total control, led by two psychotic lovers named Robyn and Charles.
"To Take a Soul" Jeffery Ryan, Poseidon Gas Station,
"My name's Jeffery Ryan." Jeffery responds to her question.
This was a statement said to many people, it was a notorious name that struck fear and excitement in many. Jeffery Ryan was a man who thrived on turmoil. To many, his name was more than just a name, it was an ominous statement to anyone who spoke it, therefore, Jeffery often used a fake name to disguise himself. His face wasn't of any concern, he concealed it well when performing any "bad deeds", so to many, he was just another handsome, pretty-boy.
"To Take a Soul" Jeff, Poseidon Gas Station,
Begrudged by the recollection of the murders he committed, Jeff looks away slightly. He never liked killing, it was a horrible act that he was no stranger to. Jeff never intended to kill a grand total of eighteen people. Truth be told, it haunted him, and he often tried concealing the thought of him ever being able to bring himself to something like that. His first kill was against a raider, that alone still tormented his mind, even if it was out of self defense.
"I guess so, but it's nothing I'm proud of, killing's not easy." Jeff responds.
(Completely forgot about that, I just accepted him) "Free" Jeff, Poseidon Gas Station, "Hmph." Jeff says, registering this. "Personally, I wouldn't consider myself "the worst", I'm just a guy looking to make a living." Jeff says as he circles around to meet her.
Staring down on the woman, Jeff is reminded of his sister. Her features are strikingly similar, she could almost pass off as her if she hadn't of died long ago. Frowning, Jeff tries escaping the thoughts that engulf his mind, he thinks back to his family, but that was in a different life.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"Like I knew that some woman was gonna be dragging me out to the desert." Jeff says defensively in his shivers.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
The night comes swift, and with its swiftness, a coldness is ushered over the desert. At night, the lands that were scorched by the sun during day, become a silent killer, bringing a coldness that chills the bones of anyone unfortunate enough to find themselves stranded in the desert. The thought of Robyn, the infamous leader, lost and all alone, stranded in the desert without any hope of escaping brought some disturbance to Jeff. He knew little of Robyn, but the knowledge he did have were enough to put anyone at unease. Jeff didn't know whether or not to believe Robyn was really alive, it was highly unlikely for her to survive all alone in the desert.
Propping himself up against a gas pump, Jeff twiddles with his fingers. He tried sleeping, but the concrete was too cold and uncomfortable, he was used to sleeping in some hookers' bed. Shivering, Jeff tries conserving heat, but it did little good, the desert chill still somehow got to him. The fire that bustled before him only worked to put out little to no heat, even still, it was at least something to look at. Closing his eyes, Jeff tries hard not to think, maybe if he kept his eyes shut long enough; he'd drift off into sleep.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"I'll be lucky if I'm not caught in my sleep." Jeff says as he stops his pacing.
"I don't suppose you'd have anything for me to sleep on or with." Jeff asks as he remembers that they're not in a Casino bedroom.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"I guess so, you think we'll run into her? You said she wandered off into the desert." Jeff asks, inquiring for her personal opinion.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"How do you know that she's not dead?" Jeff asks, his interest in her words deepening with each one uttered.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"How do you know that he died? And if you were friends with Charles, then did you run with the Dark Ones?" Jeff prods for more answers.
Learning this woman's back-story was interesting to Jeff, it was like reading a book and asking for more answers, or something to that extent.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"Well, you know what they say,"Only the Good Die Young"." Jeff says as he frowns.
Watching the woman, Jeff spots the glint of something drifting from her sun tanned face.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
Jeff nods and continues to wander around the gas pumps before coming to a halt.
"So if you knew Charles, then you must've know Robyn." Jeff inquires.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
Processing this, Jeff looks down to the woman, her face was filled with remorse and sadness. It was evident that she was uncomfortable.
"Were you guys friends?" Jeff asks, genuinely caring about what she was talking.
0
Jeffery,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"Kind of, heard about how they blew up that RobCo factory in Utah, people around here say they're the next Caesars Legion." Jeff responds honestly.
He'd heard little about the Dark Ones, he was more concerned about the state of his crew at the time of their rise. Little news from the East reached Nevada, but with what did, it became evident that the Dark Ones were one of the few factions pushing for total control, led by two psychotic lovers named Robyn and Charles.
0
Jeffery Ryan,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"My name's Jeffery Ryan." Jeffery responds to her question.
This was a statement said to many people, it was a notorious name that struck fear and excitement in many. Jeffery Ryan was a man who thrived on turmoil. To many, his name was more than just a name, it was an ominous statement to anyone who spoke it, therefore, Jeffery often used a fake name to disguise himself. His face wasn't of any concern, he concealed it well when performing any "bad deeds", so to many, he was just another handsome, pretty-boy.
0
Jeff,
Poseidon Gas Station,
Begrudged by the recollection of the murders he committed, Jeff looks away slightly. He never liked killing, it was a horrible act that he was no stranger to. Jeff never intended to kill a grand total of eighteen people. Truth be told, it haunted him, and he often tried concealing the thought of him ever being able to bring himself to something like that. His first kill was against a raider, that alone still tormented his mind, even if it was out of self defense.
"I guess so, but it's nothing I'm proud of, killing's not easy." Jeff responds.
0
"Free"
Jeff,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"Hmph." Jeff says, registering this.
"Personally, I wouldn't consider myself "the worst", I'm just a guy looking to make a living." Jeff says as he circles around to meet her.
Staring down on the woman, Jeff is reminded of his sister. Her features are strikingly similar, she could almost pass off as her if she hadn't of died long ago. Frowning, Jeff tries escaping the thoughts that engulf his mind, he thinks back to his family, but that was in a different life.
0
0
Jeff,
Poseidon Gas Station,
"I lied, I had no idea." Jeff says sarcastically as he shuffles around her.
Her glare is received as Jeff smirks at her.
"If I lied, then why'd you save me?" Jeff says, returning to her serious demeanor.