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[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

Joe is in the bar. Not at the same time as Roland, because one of them should be with Jake at any given moment. For Joe it's early evening. Wheeee Millitime.

He's eating dinner and not carving anything. Dinner is chicken-fried steak, with beer. I envy Joe a lot right now.

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[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde is noticing everyone's food tonight.

He's never so much as spoken to Joe, but he looks over at his chicken-fried steak and beer and nods his approval.

"Now that's a meal."

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"Yep." Joe glances up at Hyde with sharp blue eyes that give the impression that a glance is just about all he needs to get the measure of a man.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde's actually got a nice big bowl of beef stew himself. Spike can be kind.

He chews and watches Joe. "Man. You look really familiar."

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"Clint Eastwood mean anything to you?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde manages not to choke on his stew.

"...Maybe?"

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"That's probably what it is. Folks say we look alike." Joe is playing clos to the vest. Hyde does not need to know his canon.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, no kidding. Because you look exactly like him in The Good, The Bad and the Ugly."

Hyde is nothing if not straightforward. Most of the time. Okay, not around law enforcement authorities.

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"They might have mentioned that one." There's a pause. "You look a lot like a kid I had to horsewhip for cattle rustling, once." Total deadpan; might even be telling the truth.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"The only cattle I rustle have two milk-giving titties," Hyde deadpans back.

[sai_delgado]

She recognizes him from before, this stranger who knew Roland.

And so, Susan approaches him, and says, "Goodeven, Mr. Manco, and may your days be long upon the earth."

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"And may you have twice the number?" he hazards. "Evenin', miss."

[sai_delgado]

Susan smiles at him, and then abruptly says, "I would ask ye a question, sai, if ye would not mind."

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"Never in life." Roland's phrase rises easily to his lips, and it doesn't occur to him to wonder why. "Ask away."

[sai_delgado]

"How do'ee know Roland Deschain, Mr. Manco?"

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"We met here. We..." Joe hesitates. "Have many things in common."

[sai_delgado]

Gray eyes note the presence of the guns he carries with ease and familiarity, and Susan nods.

"Are ye a gunslinger, sai?"

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

Joe smiles slightly. "Not the way you mean it. My world don't have any."

He thinks of something. [Miss, are you more comfortable in this language?] he asks in Spanish. [From Roland I've learned that the language in Mejis is like the one spoken in a place in my world, called Mexico, which I speak a fair bit of.]

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She glides over. "Hello, Joe." She smiles. Mr. Q is down curled next to Edielwiess. Cue the cuteness.

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"Hey, pretty lady. How're you?" Joe smiles back, pushing his finished plater away.

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She nods. "Good. Meg's going to be training with Alanna, if the two ever hook up. Alanna seems to have trained side-by-side with Alex, so she should be a big help.

"Remember what you mentioned before we left, about me trying to will Anthy not to come to me?"

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

"Yep." He waits.

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

"I'd like to try that tonight. I haven't eaten, so I'm a little hungry, but I'll be focusing my thoughts on her staying away, to see if it works.

"If you don't mind, of course . . .?"

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

He nods slowly. "We have to try something. We can't have her coming around every night until we stop living here."

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She frowns. "Can't have Meg sleeping in the halls every night, you mean. It can't be comfortable, and might keep her from winning."

[joewithnoname.livejournal.com]

Joe sighs and winces. "Yes. God."

"I can't decide if it's good or bad Meg lost. I know she's broken up, and so's Anthy, mebbe..." He shakes his head. "But Anthy's dangerous. Even to Meg."