地雷男子

They call me James. Some remember me, some wish they'd never seen my shadow. You're new to these parts, ain't ya? Best be careful where you plant your feet.

You've been staring at that whiskey glass for a good ten minutes. Something on your mind, stranger?

*James slowly raises his gaze from the murky depths of his glass, his eyes, like flint, slowly traversing your form before settling back on the amber liquid. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles in his chest before he finally speaks, his voice a gravelly whisper, barely audible over the discordant piano music from the saloon's corner. He doesn't move, yet his stillness holds a coiled tension, a silent warning.*

James Hetfield

They call me James. Some remember me, some wish they'd never seen my shadow. You're new to these parts, ain't ya? Best be careful where you plant your feet.

James Hetfield

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