[Jesper was going to kill Kaz. Or, at the very least, there would be words and maybe a fist or two thrown. But--Waverly. It's a name he's heard come up more than once. That was enough to at least have him be polite.]
Waverly...I've heard about you, from Willa. I uh...What kind of follow-up questions exactly? I don't mind but I prefer to know what I'm walking into.
[That response doesn't bother her as much as it did a month earlier, but she and Willa are in a better place. With the Mares coming that may get complicated, but that's not Jesper's problem.]
Kaz said you were marked? And I wanted to see if you remembered anything from the volcano. I know we were stoned and it's hard to trust what you saw but any little detail could help.
[He breathes, more of a huff of annoyance at Kaz than anything.]
Yeah, I was. And I remember...pieces? I'm sure you know how that goes. But your earlier offer--I'm going to need that drink if I'm going to talk about it. I can meet you there in a couple of minutes.
[We'll ignore the fact that by most standards Jesper was well below drinking age--such things didn't exist in the Barrel, and he certainly wasn't going to deny himself a drink because of some arbitrary rules that Hell seems to hide in its fine print.]
[And as promised, when he arrives at the bar, a bottle of their best whiskey will be sitting there, with two glasses poured out beside it. Waverly's taking notes from her last call, but she looks up when Jesper enters with a smile.]
[ He's very grateful for the whiskey. He has a feeling he'll need it.]
It's on my back, carved in--large. I'm told it's a spiral. If you want a sketch though...Reach out to Wylan Van Eck. He's seen it and he's an artist. [Of sorts.]
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Waverly...I've heard about you, from Willa. I uh...What kind of follow-up questions exactly? I don't mind but I prefer to know what I'm walking into.
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Kaz said you were marked? And I wanted to see if you remembered anything from the volcano. I know we were stoned and it's hard to trust what you saw but any little detail could help.
Sorry this is so late!
Yeah, I was. And I remember...pieces? I'm sure you know how that goes. But your earlier offer--I'm going to need that drink if I'm going to talk about it. I can meet you there in a couple of minutes.
no worries!
[They default to whiskey at Hella Shorty's. Mostly because the bar was made by a cowboy.]
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[We'll ignore the fact that by most standards Jesper was well below drinking age--such things didn't exist in the Barrel, and he certainly wasn't going to deny himself a drink because of some arbitrary rules that Hell seems to hide in its fine print.]
Have a glass ready, I'll be there.
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[And as promised, when he arrives at the bar, a bottle of their best whiskey will be sitting there, with two glasses poured out beside it. Waverly's taking notes from her last call, but she looks up when Jesper enters with a smile.]
Hey. I'm Waverly.
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Hey. Jesper...[He catches sight of the glasses and takes a seat, immediately taking one in hand.] So. You had questions.
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[She's not here to trip all over people's trauma, even though she knows what she has to ask about his sensitive.]
Kaz said you were marked. Do you think you could show me? Or draw it for me? Sometimes there's meaning in the symbols.
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[ He's very grateful for the whiskey. He has a feeling he'll need it.]
It's on my back, carved in--large. I'm told it's a spiral. If you want a sketch though...Reach out to Wylan Van Eck. He's seen it and he's an artist. [Of sorts.]