Jesse Pinkman (
hostage) wrote in
maskormenacelogs2014-06-23 04:38 pm
Bad habits make for good memories.
WHO: Jesse Pinkman & OPEN
WHERE: Heropa & Maurtia Falls
WHEN: June
WHAT: It's a catch-all for everyday situations involving Jesse.
WARNINGS: ...Drugs. Like. Obviously.
WHERE: Heropa & Maurtia Falls
WHEN: June
WHAT: It's a catch-all for everyday situations involving Jesse.
WARNINGS: ...Drugs. Like. Obviously.
HEROPA - YOUTH CENTER
[As soon as the kids' painting class lets out, Jesse hops outside for a cigarette. It's more out of habit than need, these days. Nicotine does nothing for him. Nothing does anything for him. But he likes it: the smoke in his lungs combined with the sweet summer air around him, salt on the breeze and the sun on his skin. He keeps away from the building's entrance - doesn't want to make the children breathe second-hand smoke, of course - and wanders the grounds instead. It's a good chance to survey the area for any creeps lurking around, too. The place doesn't have much in the way of security, and if there's one "heroic" job he's willing to do, it's protecting these kids.]MAURTIA FALLS - RED BRANCH
[It's funny. He's been living in Pennsylvania for over a month, but he couldn't be assed to explore the place very much. Honestly, he doesn't like Pennsylvania. There's not nearly as much sun as he's used to and it just isn't his scene. Downright gloomy, sometimes. But he's slowly getting used to it, and his leisurely exploration finally leads him to the imPort pub on the outskirts of town. It's cool-looking, at least. Not a place to hang out on the regular, but definitely a place to look at. He snaps a few photos as he hops up the steps, and does the same when he walks in. That's going on his instagram, for sure.]HEROPA - THE STREETS
[It's about time for dinner. Jesse never cooks for himself - he doesn't need to save the money and it's lonely as hell eating in his apartment by himself - so he heads straight from work into town to scope out the options. Sometimes he'll choose pizza. Sometimes tacos or a burger. Sometimes he just grabs ice cream, because he's a responsible adult. Anyway, he parks his stupid banana-yellow convertible off the street and hops out to look around. There's probably someplace he hasn't tried yet. He'll just walk until he finds a good one.]MAURTIA FALLS #001 - CLOSED TO GREED
[It's the worst time of night, when Jesse has to come back to this place. Half the time, he doesn't even bother. It's often hotels for him, wherever he happened to just be partying. But since he couldn't land a girl for tonight, Jesse comes shuffling into his government-sponsored apartment as soon as the bars close. He smells strongly of liquor but he isn't remotely drunk, which is his curse, really. No one should have to be this sober. He tosses his jacket over the nearest chair and opens the fridge to grab a beer, not quite ready to sleep yet. He rummages around for some leftovers, too, but they're all gone. That's great. The roommate probably ate them again. He heaves a mildly irritated sigh and wanders out of the kitchen, chugging his beer.]AT THE DRIVE-IN - CLOSED TO SKYE
[Okay... So he was honestly only half-paying attention to the movie, if that. He's been mostly focused on Skye, because he's a teenage boy at heart, and who really goes to a drive-in to watch the movie? But now the credits are rolling and the engines of the cars around them are starting up. Jesse sits back and looks up at the starry sky over their heads, letting out a quiet laugh.]
Over already, huh.

youth centre
He spots Jesse just up ahead, skulking around while smoking a cigarette, as he slams the door shut. He takes to studying the Youth Centre building as he locks the car and pushes his keys into his pocket.
He's just come to check out the place. Ellie spends time here, so he wants to know what it's all about. But being Jesse is here, well, that's a bonus. Means Joel can follow up from their last little meeting.
And so, his hard eyes set on Jesse, Joel starts walking straight for him, and maybe Joel looks a little intimidating with the way he's approaching, all 6'2" of pretty solid muscle and a hard expression on his weathered face like he's coming to beat Jesse's skinny little ass up. But that's just Joel.]
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Anyway, Jesse stops and waits for Joel to catch up to him. He takes one last drag of his cigarette while he's standing there, then crushes the butt underfoot. If he's going to get punched, he doesn't want that thing to go flying.]
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So, this is it, huh? [A glance down at the discarded cigarette.] I see you're workin' hard.
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You want something, mom, or you just here to bust my balls?
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Just thought I'd check the place out for myself, seeing Ellie likes spending time here. You got a problem with that?
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Do whatever you want. I don't care.
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Gonna show me around?
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[But he starts walking towards the building, because why not.]
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[Good. Means he can probably chat with the kid without too much interruption. He tails after Jesse.]
So, how many days a week you work here?
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So, you got a minute? I wanna talk to you about somethin'.
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Yeah?
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Once they're inside, Jesse leans up against the wall and folds his arms.]
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Got a visit from your 'enforcer' yesterday.
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She threatened to cut my hand off.
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Uh huh.
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What I don't get is why you felt the need to send her around to my apartment in the first place.
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[Joel gets the impression it might be something a little more than just protectiveness but that's not his business and he's not even interested in all of that, anyway.]
So, that's how you do business, is it? Something doesn't go your way, you go cryin' to your little girlfriend about it?
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[Because as far as Joel is concerned, his last encounter with Jesse was nothing compared to other encounters Joel has had with people in the past. A little punch in the face and a little dragging Jesse around by the scruff? Yeah, nothing to write home about.]
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