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Years of searching, I've finally found him.
Jonas is laughing at the table, drinking with friends he doesn't like underneath his arms. Underneath those freckled arms are guns at his belt. He promised no weapons on drinking night as all of his friends did in return. But friends are meant to be people you like. No one knew he had revolvers because if he had any real likable friends they'd know. (They'd also probably know his name was Jonas, not the fake Johnathan he'd accustomed them to..) They won't need to learn anything as long as they play along.
The fun laughter, friendly banter, & clicking spoon music are abruptly interrupted when a boot kicks open the saloon doors. The mop of curls glares at the staring crowd before they all shift uncomfortably & try to go back to the normalcy. It's not the same though, as the spoons click nervously & the yelling is reduced to just above a whisper. The crickets make a better sound than the pub.
The figure sits on a barstool, orders something with tang, & is given her drink. Jonas had taken notice of her, lowering his arms to his sides just in case. The people around him begin to rumor the cloak but he couldn't give less of a fuck. He stares her down & she eventually returns the harsh gaze. It stays like that for a moment before she slams her drink & stomps to the table. Jonas doesn't flinch while everyone around him scurries away. Anywhere that's near her isn't a place they want to be. Jonas holds his ground & if looks could kill, each of them would have a knife to their necks. With the slightest pressure applied. Hands are slammed to the table, the elbows connected revealing her identity. Sidney fucking Wagner.
Before Jonas can say anything snoody Sidney is whistling like a dolphin. High frequency cracking a window & busting an empty bottle. Eventually her breath is out & she's breathing what she lost back into her system. Jonas is confused, but takes it as his chance to bare teeth. "What're you doing here?" They've resumed having the staring contest of their lives, with teal piercing emerald. Sidney scoffed at his anger with a smile plastered onto her face. "Let's get outta here Jojo; Catch up together." Jonas sneered at her offer. "Like I'd go anywhere with the likes with you." At that, glass could be heard shattering.
From a broken window behind him, a large muscular figure could be made out reaching for Jonas. He had no time to reach for his armory & was carried by the tall buff one. Sidney cocked her head to signal it was time for their departure while Jonas kicked about in retaliation. In the bar's light, Jonas looked at his capturer, & saw John Dwayne of Rock. They scurried off with Jonas our of the bar while everyone watched in awe.