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[by_your_leave]

[ By now, the knight's accustomed himself to some of the oddities of living in this city. Most of it is still alien to him, really, but he's learning to deal with it well enough.

It's night-time by now, and it's hardly the best time to ask this-- but on the other hand, perhaps it is the best time to ask this, considering people are less likely to

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[cowboy_newsie]

Crowded. You?

[cowboy_newsie]

How long've ya walked in the streets when there's crowds?

[by_your_leave]

Not for too long. I find I draw too much attention.

[cowboy_newsie]

Well, that's your problem. You gotta get used to the people. Bet they'd stop starin' if they were used to you.

[ADMITTEDLY HE'S BEEN STARING A BIT TOO. B|]

[by_your_leave]

[ MAN YOU HYPOCRITE YOU not that Fratley can really notice, given it's over the NV and all. STARE ALL YOU WANT. ]

Perhaps they would. [ worth a try, at least. ]

... My name is Fratley.

[cowboy_newsie]

Course they would. I know a hell o' a lot about cities and the people in em.

And I'm Jack, Jack Kelly.

[by_your_leave]

An honor to meet you, Sir Jack. [ he's getting better at this, and he manages to tip his hat in a somewhat-polite manner at the NV's camera. ]

[cowboy_newsie]

[he laughs again, though he's grinning in delight. With just as much politeness he tugs off his hat, pressing it to his chest.]

No Sir. Just Jack. But an honor t'meet ya too.

[by_your_leave]

Are you new to this city as well? [ he'll probably forget the 'no sir' bit if he's not reminded, but there you go. ]

[cowboy_newsie]

Yeah, just got here a few days ago. When'd you get here?

[by_your_leave]

Around the same, I believe.

Have you found an occupation? While I have done my best to look for some means of gainful employment, my skills are of rather limited use for anything other than fighting.

[cowboy_newsie]

And you ain't found nothin'? What, they don't got dockhands or nothin' on here?

I, uh, I got a job as a waiter, but I'm lookin' for somethin' else, cuz I hate waiterin'.

[by_your_leave]

[ he shakes his head. ] Make-work, but nothing of permanence.

Why do you hate it?

[cowboy_newsie]

They snap at ya. Snap their fingers when somebody wants this o' that.

[by_your_leave]

That seems... rude of them.

[cowboy_newsie]

Ain't it? Just cuz I'm a waiter. So yeah, I'm lookin' for somethin' new. And that pays better, maybe.