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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Self-disgusted with his lack of concentration and control, and not a small bit disgusted with the musical performance of "Beat it!", which seemed a bit inappropriate somehow, Jack leaves the flashing lights and throbbing speakers of the rodeo arena behind, and tries to find a bar suitable to drown his misery (and his rapidly developing headache) in.))
moremojo:
((Jimbo, parched, heads for the local watering hole for some liquid refreshment. Just noticed out of the corner of his eye that blue boy Jack was headed in the same general direction.))
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Notices the rodeo clown and walks more rapidly to get a little closer to him.))
You wear that stuff all the time?
moremojo:
((Jimbo is startled to have Jack sidle up beside him, matching him stride for stride. He is dismayed, upon hearing Jack's query, to remember that he still has his rodeo-clown garb and makeup on! Begins to awkwardly clean all of it off from his person.))
Oh...uh...nah, pardner, I jest clean forgot to take this stuff off! Hey, thanks for reminding me. Pretty good on the bulls tonight, by the way.
((Jimbo takes a close look, for just a second, at Jack's face. Notices [can't help but notice] the vivid blue eyes, the lush black hair, the charming, scampish smile. Beautiful...))
%%But fellas ain't sposed to be beeyootiful!%%
((Jimbo notices he's sweating just as bad as at the rodeo arena. Feels a flicker of relief when the bar comes into view.))
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
%% This fella's got a long gait. My leg's sore enough from gettin' thrown, but I sure am glad that bar's close now.%%
((Jack extends his hand out.))
Jack Twist, from up in Wyoming, Lightnin' Flat.
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