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</div><b>Name:</b>Jackson Blair<br/><b>Age:</b>24<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Hetero<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Brisbane, Australia<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5 July 2021, Evening<br/><b>Location:</b>Showers to daybed area<br/><b>Wearing:</b>As pictured, open shirt and cutoff shorts (click to enlarge, I know it sucks)<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>No one<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Claire (<a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Sitting on the daybed beside Claire, Jackson invited himself to look over her a little before turning his attention back to the beer in his hand and the beautiful night around them.  “Oh, I could imagine that.”  Jackson laughed in response to her comment about being on the bachelor.  “Only bloke around surrounded by a litter of thirsty Shelia’s sounds like a good few weeks to me.  Bugger if I’d be like half the fellas on that show who don’t seem to know what to do with themselves.  Granted, most are there to be in something serious, which is hardly my thing.”  He shrugged, imagining they’d edit out all this chatting about a competing program.  Something to think on, actually, if you wanted to keep a conversation private.<br/><br/>Turning to grin at her, Jackson perked a brow. “So what do you call chatting up then, Miss Claire?  Maybe something that happened at the pub?” He asked, curious as to what had gone down there.  One girl from the pub had already bailed, but Jackson doubted Claire would be doing the same, and he was pretty sure Alexis wouldn’t.<br/><br/>“Wait, are you sure Marcus didn’t want to show you<i>his</i>special spot, or maybe try and find<i>yours</i>?  The big guy asked a little lewdly.  “Seems a bit bold from what I’ve seen of our boy Marcus during my watching, but his girl did choose to go home, so maybe he’s worried about packing up.”  Jackson mused, turning that same tone to her comments about Hans.  “Huh.  Tough call on old Hans.  Seemed to me that Miss Smirnoff was leading him about by his tallywacker, but there might be trouble in paradise there.  A place a pretty little European might be able to slip in to?”<br/><br/>At her question though, he turned to look at her again, his wicked grin back in place.  “Well, if by ‘connection’ you mean did we sign any papers, then not really.  Think we’re both feeling things out.  If you mean ‘had a hell of a tumble inside the pool shed’, then yes.”