first entrance

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When the door opens, a shadow walks into the bar.

He lifts his head when he realizes that he's not where he was intending to be. The look that crosses his scarred face isn't a very pleased one, to say the least.

His clothes are an obvious indication of the time he's stepped in from (a dirty, bloodied Civil War uniform with Confederate insignia identifying him as a First Lieutenant of the Cavalry) and the twin holstered pistols on his gunbelt should tell people that he's not to be messed with.

Dark eyes survey the room from beneath the brim of his hat, and his grip on the (bloodstained?) burlap sack in his left hand tightens a fraction.

"Hrm."

This may be problematic.



Tinytag with a big scar: Jonah Hex

Comments

[not_his_pa]

That's fine with William, Bar refills both of their drinks and he just waits. Hex makes him curious and scared so he doesn't want to leave just yet.

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Finally:

"I'd avoid that, if I were you."

[not_his_pa]

"Yes, sir,"

Its just about automatic since he's not sure what Hex is referring to.