Sep 07, 2010 11:40
[The camera is at an awkward angle, covering about 3/4ths of the man's face, and it takes him a long moment before he starts speaking. He's obviously not used to handling a video communicator...]
Er... howdy. Hope I ain't talkin' at nothin', but I'll get on with it.
It don't feel right leavin' a good horse out here at night with all them ugly critters, so I was wonderin' if any of you fine gentlemen had a stable I could keep it in. I ain't got money yet, but I can do a few jobs in return. Whatever you need takin' care of. [He pauses, letting the offer sink.] I ain't no man of high learnin', but ask anything, and I'll see what I can do. That goes for hints on gettin' back home too, if possible. I'm a married man... or I was, a hundred years ago. My wife and boy were waitin' for me. Maybe some of you can understand that.
((OOC: My apologies for the delays in replies, something sudden came up IRL that I'm slowly dealing with...))
c: raul creed,
†: aizen sousuke,