// sugar and smoke \\

ohey! youve stumbled across my old cole cassidy blog. not sure how you managed that, considering my last posts were a good few years ago now, but this place has a lot of good memories for me. i have no idea what the ow rp community looks like anymore, if there is one... let alone if anybody from when i was active is still around anymore.  consider this a little update post, though! - through this blog i met @fromtheshadcws​... and we ended up dating. still together too (and getting caught up with them’s a large part of why this blog died lmao, honeymoon phase got me good) - i wont be retroactively editing posts to reflect cole’s name change. l probably will go through and edit his verse pages and things though. - i still roleplay this boy! i might revamp this page and start seeking out roleplays, but my messages/replies/asks are always open anyway. just might be a hot second before i see it. :> 

A little laugh, a smirk that only creeps up one side of his face. He knows this bar; enough that the barkeep give him a little nod, not enough the patrons don’t give his outfit a confused second look. Those that don’t know him have a story to tell… Those that do have better things to do than to try their luck against two wanted criminals. “Ain’t sure,” he says, looking to the medallion next to his coaster. He doesn’t have to hold it up to his ear to know of the little clickclickclick in his chassis, Winston’s words being mulled over in his mouth as readily as his whiskey. Unlike the solider, he’s a regular man… Though with phantom pain and intrusive memories, these days he almost feels more like himself when he drinks.“Ain’t sure,” he answers truthfully, nudging the disc with his finger; it clangs dully against the metal of his hand. “Still not entirely sure why I got one of these in the first place; I ain’t gonna be running ‘round in Blackwatch if I go back and they ain’t got the standing to get rid of my bounty in the same way. I’d be as much the good as the bad.” A pause, tilts his head. “Guess you goin’ back is out of the question, huh?”

“Well, ain’t sure if you’re aware,” Jesse says with a laugh, nibbling at the other man’s lip teasingly before he pulls away. Nothing too scandalous; there was a time and a place for latching onto Gabriel like that and it certainly wasn’t here. “But my schedule’s clear, and you’re the one in charge of that. So unless you’re wantin’ me to suddenly put in a bit of cardio? You’ve got me as long as you’ll have me.” He glances to the sides, before returning his attention to Gabriel. “Besides, maybe you’re more wanting to working on my endurance instead.” He laughs, winking at Gabriel before his expression turns a sight more sweet. “Or we can just sit around and watch some shitty movies and you can help me eat these chocolates. Can’t say I mind too much so long as I’m with you, sugar.” Not getting interrupted would make it extra nice, though.