[ America doesn't have a reputation for being particularly astute, but he can be observant when he wants. He doesn't miss those beady eyes roving over him. Not that America thinks it's weird; the changes came slowly, almost imperceptibly every time he looked in the mirror, but it's probably jarring for someone who last saw him at his worst.
Once the conversation dips into silence, he wipes his eyes and nose with the back of his hand so he can fully flaunt himself. What can he say, he actually has some things to be proud about now (even if some of them are grounded in sketchy business practices but he doesn't really care about that), and of course he revels in any bit of attention people offer him. He cocks the hip that holsters a Colt revolver, tilting his chin up like he's trying to show off the skin dipping below the collar of his shirt. Either he's wised up and actually started buying clothes that fit or he's grown into them; his dusty shirt and trousers actually stretch across his muscles instead of hanging loosely and his worn vest isn't buttoned like he's trying to cover himself as much as possible. It no longer looks like he's trying to hide beneath layers of clothes. Without the wounds to show the depths of his vulnerability, pained both physically and emotionally, he holds himself breezily. Like he doesn't have a care in the world and has no fucks to give about how people look at him. The only thing missing from his cowboy get-up is the broad brimmed hat, and that flew off on his ascent across the tree.
He thinks he's casually showing off like some kind of hottie, but in reality he's trying way too hard and ends up posing almost unnaturally. Which is actually kinda awesome in its own right. Fitting for an eccentric guy like America. One day he will achieve JoJo posing status. One day... ]
Well you may not've had the time to change, but as you've noticed, I sure have! And mostly for the better. Made it out just like y'all said I would, and look! I'm attractive now!
[ "ADMIRE ME. REGARDLESS OF YOUR SEXUALITY, GIVE ME PRAISE AND ATTENTION." He is an egotistical, embarrassing creature. ]
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Once the conversation dips into silence, he wipes his eyes and nose with the back of his hand so he can fully flaunt himself. What can he say, he actually has some things to be proud about now (even if some of them are grounded in sketchy business practices but he doesn't really care about that), and of course he revels in any bit of attention people offer him. He cocks the hip that holsters a Colt revolver, tilting his chin up like he's trying to show off the skin dipping below the collar of his shirt. Either he's wised up and actually started buying clothes that fit or he's grown into them; his dusty shirt and trousers actually stretch across his muscles instead of hanging loosely and his worn vest isn't buttoned like he's trying to cover himself as much as possible. It no longer looks like he's trying to hide beneath layers of clothes. Without the wounds to show the depths of his vulnerability, pained both physically and emotionally, he holds himself breezily. Like he doesn't have a care in the world and has no fucks to give about how people look at him. The only thing missing from his cowboy get-up is the broad brimmed hat, and that flew off on his ascent across the tree.
He thinks he's casually showing off like some kind of hottie, but in reality he's trying way too hard and ends up posing almost unnaturally. Which is actually kinda awesome in its own right. Fitting for an eccentric guy like America. One day he will achieve JoJo posing status. One day... ]
Well you may not've had the time to change, but as you've noticed, I sure have! And mostly for the better. Made it out just like y'all said I would, and look! I'm attractive now!
[ "ADMIRE ME. REGARDLESS OF YOUR SEXUALITY, GIVE ME PRAISE AND ATTENTION." He is an egotistical, embarrassing creature. ]