originally posted in:The New Dojo
Garin breathed a sigh of relief as he came in from the pouring rain outside, his golden blonde hair plastered to his forehead. Shivering slightly, he hung his shotgun next to JT's hat. He strode to the bar and ordered a Guinness.
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[i]JT gave Garin a look but quickly dismissed him. He had seen the fella a few times in his day, but only ever briefly. [/i]
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After a few minutes, Garin had finished his drink and was about to leave when he noticed JT. "Hey, you're JT, that famous gunslinger guy, right?"
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[i]"Depends who's askin'. And I wouldn't say famous, ain't that many people care enough about gunslingin' to know who's who." [/i]