[center][h1][b][color=yellow]Jude Jamison[/color][/b][/h1][/center][hr]Jude had taken to leaning against a tree close to the food table after eating his sandwich, eyes closed as he fell into a state of unawareness. All he could hear after a while was the rise and fall of his chest and the beating of his heart. His face was home to a tranquil expression, a small smile on his face. These quiet moments, he always loved them. Nothing but himself and the world slowly going round, and round, and rou-

[color=fdc68a]"Hello there!"[/color] A voice interrupted his strange form of meditation.

The drifter opened his eyes, taking in the woman in front of him. She seemed to be a few years his junior, with long ivory hair and brown eyes. Jude listened as she continued on, introducing herself as Olivia and explaining that she owned the farm in town and apologizing if he had went there. She finished by asking him how he liked the village. The blond man was quiet for a few moments, as if processing her question, then replied: [color=yellow][b]"... I like it. Different from the cities, seems close-knit. Been to a few other places like this."[/b][/color]

He stuck out a hand for the younger woman to shake. [color=yellow][b]"The name is Jude. I answered your ad a week or so back for a farmer. Went to the farm earlier, you weren't there so I decided to familiarize myself with the area, as it were."[/b][/color] Jude looked around a bit, catching a red-haired girl snapping a picture of Olivia and himself, blinking a few times at the brightness of the flash. He watched as she continued on, Jude pointing her out to Olivia. [color=yellow][b]"You know the redhead?"[/b][/color][hr][@baraquiel]