Jesse/Description

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.