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|align=center|<br>''  In his late twenties, Jesse isn't winning any athletic awards. He's tall, but he's too skinny, and his movements speak of frenetic stress, not fitness, his fingers perennially nail-bitten. He's a lean and sallow five foot six, with dyed black hair whose reddish-brown roots are showing. Maybe he'd be all right if he cleaned up a bit, given the bright hazel-eyed gaze and strong jaw with which he's gifted. Instead, he favors dressing in whatever he picked up off the floor (usually clean, possibly wrinkled), a bunch of metal chains a good decade out of fashion, and shitkicker boots that don't exactly make him intimidating. His speech is crisp and clear, though, and he smiles often -- but generally lopsided grins that don't quite come off as genuine.''<br><br>
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|align=center|<br>''  In his late twenties, Jesse isn't winning any athletic awards. He's tall, but he's too skinny, and his movements speak of frenetic stress, not fitness, his fingers perennially nail-bitten. He's a lean and sallow six foot two, with dyed black hair with reddish-brown roots showing. Maybe he'd be all right if he cleaned up a bit, given the bright hazel-eyed gaze and strong jaw with which he's gifted. Instead, he favors dressing in whatever he picked up off the floor (usually clean, possibly wrinkled), a bunch of metal chains a good decade out of fashion, and shitkicker boots that don't exactly make him intimidating. His speech is crisp and clear, though, and he smiles often -- but generally lopsided grins that don't quite come off as genuine.''<br><br>
 
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Latest revision as of 21:46, 16 March 2012


In his late twenties, Jesse isn't winning any athletic awards. He's tall, but he's too skinny, and his movements speak of frenetic stress, not fitness, his fingers perennially nail-bitten. He's a lean and sallow six foot two, with dyed black hair with reddish-brown roots showing. Maybe he'd be all right if he cleaned up a bit, given the bright hazel-eyed gaze and strong jaw with which he's gifted. Instead, he favors dressing in whatever he picked up off the floor (usually clean, possibly wrinkled), a bunch of metal chains a good decade out of fashion, and shitkicker boots that don't exactly make him intimidating. His speech is crisp and clear, though, and he smiles often -- but generally lopsided grins that don't quite come off as genuine.