<div class="floatleft">(http://images.buddytv.com/btv_2_800076001_1_590_-1_0_/10-characters-we-hop.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jeremiah Wesson<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Rosy</em>'s Cab, Depot One<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kendra, Crystal, Celes, Open<br/><br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Refueling:<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Jeremiah glanced at Celes as she spoke to him. Offering to pick him up something to eat,  though he heard her comment to Kendra about a couple of hours. Figuring she was meaning something other than just eating. So he simply shrugged. "Iffin' ya really want to. I guess I'll take a double bacon cheeseburger with onion rings. But don't go out of your way for my sake." He replied as he turned back to the Pump, and just watching the credits fly out of his wallet. "Tanks either way." He replied offhandedly as he shifted his hips to bring his other foot onto the concrete island.<br/><br/>As he watched the Fuel ring up, he saw some movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning, he thought he recognized the young man approaching, but wasn't certain. Until the young black man spoke. Jeremiah's normally stern countenance broke into a more jovial one as he reached out to fist pump the young man approaching. "Good to see ya Dregs. Who's Boyfriend, or Girlfriend are you hiding from now? I swear you would sleep with anything with two legs. I would say more, but I don't want to hert er feelings." Jeremiah stated before Dregs asked what he'll need, mentioning that it sounded like he had an encounter in the waste. "Aye, Rosy and I did. Nothing major. Junkers. I don't think they forgotten about my kicking their leader in the balls last time when he tried to take Rosy. I think his guts are still dangling on the front of the grill" Jeremiah explained as he pointed towards the front. "As fer ta oder sheet. Just the usual. Check the fluids, and top them off. Ah'mma gonna look over the rest of 'er." he replied.