Jabroni
Senior Member
Rosewater Pharmacy
- Downtown San Francisco, California -
Interactions: Pagemaster Misty Gray ReverseTex
James Hawthorne
James followed John inside and posted himself near a corner of the room facing the entrance. He wore simple suspenders over a white collared shirt, no jacket. The bags under his eyes spoke to the back-breaking fatigue they recently endured. James literally had his hands full shoveling dirt and unblocking collapsed tunnels. His older brother ran circles around him, barking orders and setting everything back on course. Having only just begun, he felt as if years had passed. Manual labor wasn't so much the challenge as was the sheer closeness of it all. You couldn't extend an elbow without banging into something.
"Father. Miss Baker," he greeted them, opening a steel case and offering up a cigarette before striking one up himself. He wasn't very familiar with Walter's assistant, having only just met at the wedding. She dressed..."different". Maybe it was one of those European trends racing across the Atlantic. According to the papers, America was entering a new age after all.
He flicked a smile at John's comment. "Like he said, getting our hands dirty." Truthfully, it reminded James of the trenches back in France. In stark contrast, he wondered how Daniel fared out in the big city with his pharmacy. It looked like a clean enough joint. Far away from the abuse his brothers put up with elsewhere, that's for sure. What's more, there was the prospect that they didn't all just come here to "talk". What's this all about?
- Downtown San Francisco, California -
Interactions: Pagemaster Misty Gray ReverseTex
James Hawthorne
"Father. Miss Baker," he greeted them, opening a steel case and offering up a cigarette before striking one up himself. He wasn't very familiar with Walter's assistant, having only just met at the wedding. She dressed..."different". Maybe it was one of those European trends racing across the Atlantic. According to the papers, America was entering a new age after all.
He flicked a smile at John's comment. "Like he said, getting our hands dirty." Truthfully, it reminded James of the trenches back in France. In stark contrast, he wondered how Daniel fared out in the big city with his pharmacy. It looked like a clean enough joint. Far away from the abuse his brothers put up with elsewhere, that's for sure. What's more, there was the prospect that they didn't all just come here to "talk". What's this all about?