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[junosteel]

[He nods, taking a moment to rub his temples. Nothing a trip to the clinic and a week's rest can't fix.

Boone doesn't seem to be like much of a talker, that's for sure. Lup and Egon spoke of him favorably, though, so Juno tries to reserve and judgement until he actually talks with him more. Besides, he can't be that bad if he offers his employees free drinks and runs a nice casino like this one.]

Usually, yeah. I'll take anything that has a bite to it, though. When should I expect to start?

[He likes his drinks with an active desire to do him harm.]

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[He's really not a talkative guy, though he does speak a little more once he knows someone.]

Well, we've got plenty of drinks to choose from. And I'd like you in as soon as possible, but you should probably get checked out at the clinic first. That was one hell of a punch.

[What a coincidence, Boone likes his the same way.]

How about you let me know when you're feeling okay to work and we'll go from there?

[He's not unreasonable. He knows making someone work with a possible concussion isn't going to end well.]

[junosteel]

Sounds good. See you in a few days, then.

[His voice cracks a little when he speaks. Juno pinches the bridge of his nose, eyebrows furrowing. He starts making his way out of the Lucky 38 when he stops to stare at the bar. He almost makes a move to order a drink, but then decides against it and stumbles out the way he came.

For the moment, Juno's finally got a job.]