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Between high school and finally up and leaving Harlan at twenty, Raylan Givens had mined Kentucky coal. Not sure what he wanted to do with his life, it'd been a good paycheck, even with the danger and long hours. Sometimes, years away from that time, he wakes up with the taste of coal dust and dynamite smoke in his mouth and he knows that those times will never really leave him. Those mornings, he gets out of bed and leaves Rachel sleeping and he wanders and it takes him a long time to really register the light.
It's not exactly missing Harlan, but it's something that he never thought would happen to him, all the same.
He ends up sitting on the steps of the compound, half in the sun and half out of it, his hat pulled down low over his eyes and a cigarette unlit between two fingers. He picked up a lot of habits during that year and change down at the coal seam; drinking too hard, dancing with girls too young, chain-smoking. Now, he still drinks (the alcohol on the island isn't Kentucky Bourbon by a long shot, but he's found that it'll do) and the girl is still too young (it amuses her more than it amuses him) but the smoking. Raylan stopped smoking regularly around the time that he met Winona, but he still smokes around a cigarette a year, every once in a while. The last one was caged from Tim Gutterson over a beer. Rachel rolled this one and Raylan pauses before he slips it between his lips and lights it.
There's a song that keeps going around and around in his head and he hums under his breath as he exhales smoke from under the brim of his hat and leans back against the wall, eyes closed, nineteen in his memories.
He went and dug for Harlan coal, sent the money back to Granny, but he never left Harlan alive.
ooc: never really a bad time to meet him. Feel free to trip over him.
It's not exactly missing Harlan, but it's something that he never thought would happen to him, all the same.
He ends up sitting on the steps of the compound, half in the sun and half out of it, his hat pulled down low over his eyes and a cigarette unlit between two fingers. He picked up a lot of habits during that year and change down at the coal seam; drinking too hard, dancing with girls too young, chain-smoking. Now, he still drinks (the alcohol on the island isn't Kentucky Bourbon by a long shot, but he's found that it'll do) and the girl is still too young (it amuses her more than it amuses him) but the smoking. Raylan stopped smoking regularly around the time that he met Winona, but he still smokes around a cigarette a year, every once in a while. The last one was caged from Tim Gutterson over a beer. Rachel rolled this one and Raylan pauses before he slips it between his lips and lights it.
There's a song that keeps going around and around in his head and he hums under his breath as he exhales smoke from under the brim of his hat and leans back against the wall, eyes closed, nineteen in his memories.
He went and dug for Harlan coal, sent the money back to Granny, but he never left Harlan alive.
ooc: never really a bad time to meet him. Feel free to trip over him.