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[runningred]

Jay wanders in from his door looking comfortingly rough - cut off shorts, no shirt, no shoes and a week's worth of stubble.

He grabs a shaving kit and a straight razor from the bar and vanishes into the bathroom, reemerging a few minutes later looking clean and content.

You can finally him sitting on the back step with a bottle of beer, cleaning and sharpening the razor.

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[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral sees him as he enters, but waits patiently until he returns and has settled before approaching, walking up behind him and brushing the tips of his fingers over his hair.

"It went according to plan, then?"

[runningred]

Jay hears him coming and leans into the touch. "Pretty much. Got everyone out. Turned the bad guys over to the cops, didn't get caught. Job done."

He looks far more relaxed than he's been in a long time. And a bit tanned.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Ideal outcome," Sherral says, giving a quick nod. "Your partner is all right, then?"

[runningred]

"Her ankle was pretty badly broken before I got to her and she had some nasty bruises but nothing that won't heal. She got her face seen which isn't ideal so she's laying low for a while. Both of us are."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral nods slowly, frowning.

"As long as you're both safe. Or as safe as you can be. Where are you laying low?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar comes by after a while, looking pensive, and sporting something of a sunburn on the shaven sides of his head as well as his nose and cheeks.

"Good evening," he says to Jay.

[runningred]

"Hey Ragnar." Jay eyes the blade critically. "You look like you've been getting to much sun." Not that Jay isn't looking tanned himself.

He nods to the extra couple of beers nearby. "Pull up a seat."

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Sun?" Ragnar says, not having noticed the sunburn himself yet.

He takes a beer, and sits on the back step as well. If anybody wants to get outside, he can still move.

"Thanks."

[runningred]

"Side of your face." He nods. "Got a bit burnt there. D'you fall asleep in the sun?"

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"I was in the shade, but the sun may have been glinting off the water," Ragnar says. "I was fishing, but nothing would bite. Fish are too lazy today."

[herr_bookman]

Autor's just come back from a hard run in a dangerous mood. His expression softens, however, when he spots Jay. "Hello, Jay," Autor says as he approaches, wiping sweat off his brow with the back of his hand. "So you took care of what you needed to do?"

[runningred]

"What needed doing got done." Jay nods, folding the knife away. "With a minimum of fuss." And blood.

He cocks his head. "Did you get my message?"

[herr_bookman]

"Good," Autor says, watching Jay fold the knife away. "I did. I don't know why we kept missing each other. I've been spending a lot of time in my room, so that might have something to do with it. And I care about you, too."

[runningred]

Jay gives him a gentle nudge, not quite a hug but a companionable gesture. "You got to deal the way that feels best to you."

[herr_bookman]

Autor digs his bare toes into the dirt. "I'm dealing just fine," he says, lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug. "How about you? You look awfully relaxed."

[heatherandsteel]

Jay looks really comfortable and Quentin smiles when he spots him, taking a moment to look over the lack of shirt, "Hey, its been a while."

[runningred]

Jay grins lazily up at Quentin, making no effort to contain or conceal his relaxed mood. "Hey. Yeah, it has. Want a beer?"

[heatherandsteel]

"Not right now. How are you doing?" He sits down next to him.

[runningred]

"Better than I've felt in a long while. Been taking a break on a friend's houseboat."

[heatherandsteel]

"Houseboat, that sounds relaxing. Are you on a river or a lake?"

[is_the_motion]

"If yer short of shoes, I can find some in various sizes." Bonnie says, pushing the pram over nearby.

[runningred]

"Bonnie!" He bounces to his feet, the razor vanishing into a pocket, craning to look into the pram. "Everything went well then? Who is this?"

[is_the_motion]

"This is Billie Rae Murdock Tuttle." Bonnie says, picking the small ginger-haired person up from the pram to show Jay. "And she is very keen to meet you."

[runningred]

"Well, hello Billie Rae!" Jay grins, holding him arms out in offer to hold her. "You really are beautiful! Just like your mother!"

Big scary vigilante, he may be but Jay's great with kids.

[is_the_motion]

Bonnie hands the little person over. Billie hasn't quite mastered head control yet, at four weeks, but she has got her eyes open today and turns her squishy little face towards Jay.

"She's certainly got her mom's hair." Bonnie says, with a grin.