Beau Stetson.

Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? [THG | RP]

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

PANEM CITIZEN REGISTRATION:

⚜ Beaufort Tiberius Stetson.
⚜ Age 24.
⚜ Capitol Escort.

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[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Yet here you are. [A playful grin dances on his lips as he gestured towards her.] I’m honored, really.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary You just look.. Never mind. [He decides not to press, in fear of making her feel worse. Instead, he digs back into his meal.] Your turn.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Is everything alright? [Beau asks instead, studying the wariness in her features.]

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary I – Okay. *He caught a glimpse of the look on her face, and it was then that Beau worried he had spoken too much. It was, after all, only their first date; and that was a large bomb to drop.*

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary It’s okay. He was a good guy. *Pauses to sip from his glass, gesturing towards her meal.* How’s it all tasting?

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary He passed away a few years ago. *Carefully tucks the photo back into his wallet before sliding it back into his pants pocket.* His name was William.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary *Finally reveals the old, tattered photo, displaying two blonde boys.* That’s me and my brother. Both blonde. Circa... Twelve years ago.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary You’re probably right on the money with that one. *Reaches into his pocket to pull out his wallet, flipping through to find a specific photo.* I have a picture in here somewhere.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Pretty light blonde too. *Chuckles softly at her disbelief.* The Capitol’s been having me dye it since I was fifteen though.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Hm. *Rubs his chin in thought, pausing for a moment.* I’m naturally blonde. Did I say that already?

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary I told you, it’s the best thing on the menu. *Tosses in a cheesy wink before digging into his spaghetti, twirling his fork into his noodles.* Now, where were we? Who’s turn is it?

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Well, I better get to work then. *He muses as he sits back in his seat, a lazy grin on his lips.*

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary Whoa, whoa, whoa. *Beau puts up a hand to stop her, giving a playful shake of his head.* Is that something I’m going to have to earn, then, or is it completely off the table? I want to hear you sing.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary I do too. *He raises an eyebrow at what they shared in common, half a grin playing on his lips at her final words.* And why not?

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary - and piano. But I prefer piano.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary I figured. [He admits with a tease of a grin, his gaze never leaving her features.] Well, now that you know that I sing, I can play guitar -

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary - to think for a moment, his thumb skimming his chin.] I can sing. Kind of.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary That doesn't shock me. [Beau says without skipping a beat, his gaze following her trailing fingers.] I suppose it's my turn. Hm. [Pauses -

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary [Leans forward on his elbows as if to urge her to continue, a brow raised.] Your turn.

[Beau Stetson. @AstralQuiescent]

@OdiousMercenary - retriever, and her name is Lucy. She's my best friend.