[The guy steps forward and while Jesse registers the height, he doesn't shrink away or flinch, he doesn't even blink. Dude's tall, so what?
He does hiss when he's poked in the shoulder with that stupid stick, though- either the guy's psychic or Jesse's just that unlucky; while not exactly sharp, having the tip of anything jabbed into a slowly healing bruise hurts, and Jesse scowls as he slaps it away.]
Watch it, yo, Jesus-- And I don't gotta tell you jack, what're you, the hall monitor? [He scoffs.] Where're you slinking off to?
[This guy's authoritarian attitude... It's like nails on a chalkboard, and Jesse already has a headache.]
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He does hiss when he's poked in the shoulder with that stupid stick, though- either the guy's psychic or Jesse's just that unlucky; while not exactly sharp, having the tip of anything jabbed into a slowly healing bruise hurts, and Jesse scowls as he slaps it away.]
Watch it, yo, Jesus-- And I don't gotta tell you jack, what're you, the hall monitor? [He scoffs.] Where're you slinking off to?
[This guy's authoritarian attitude... It's like nails on a chalkboard, and Jesse already has a headache.]