[ Because he's Jason, he's still been making his rounds in all the districts. Spending too much time in one just means he has to find a different one to balance that shit out. It's been good and he's literally loving this place. As much as he can still feel that call of the wild in the back of his head, he thinks if he could choose anywhere to live—at least for a little while—it'd be on this fucking planet. It seems utterly amazing to him that shit like this exists out there beyond the stars that he knows.
Truthfully, he's a little annoyed that space travel on the Earth he knows is so fucking far behind. He could've been out in some fucking crazy ass galaxy, living it up. Oh well, though. He's here now and that's what counts.
He likes coming to this district to get his chill on after the whirlwind that is the other districts, which is why he's lazily tooling around—dressed so casually and in his new kicks—this one looking for a particular shop. It's tucked away somewhere and he can't really remember where. The mental fog of this place isn't exactly all that helpful, either. Not that it really matters, honestly. He'll either find the one he's looking for or find something else.
Just when he thinks he found the right place, he hears his name. Blinking slowly he stops in his tracks and eventually remembers he has to actually look, so he turns toward the sound and he's a little surprised. ]
Bro. What the hell happened to you?
[ Not that he's an idiot, because he's been to Ira himself. But, really. ]
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Truthfully, he's a little annoyed that space travel on the Earth he knows is so fucking far behind. He could've been out in some fucking crazy ass galaxy, living it up. Oh well, though. He's here now and that's what counts.
He likes coming to this district to get his chill on after the whirlwind that is the other districts, which is why he's lazily tooling around—dressed so casually and in his new kicks—this one looking for a particular shop. It's tucked away somewhere and he can't really remember where. The mental fog of this place isn't exactly all that helpful, either. Not that it really matters, honestly. He'll either find the one he's looking for or find something else.
Just when he thinks he found the right place, he hears his name. Blinking slowly he stops in his tracks and eventually remembers he has to actually look, so he turns toward the sound and he's a little surprised. ]
Bro. What the hell happened to you?
[ Not that he's an idiot, because he's been to Ira himself. But, really. ]