dietandry
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OOC: Andry has come to Westworld to escape everyday life. He falls for the Sheriff, but then remembers that these Hosts, they aren't really real. At least... That's what he thinks.
IC: Andry stepped off of the train. He wore a waistcoat with a pocket watch, slacks, and cowboy boots. It was all a light wool, so it kept him from being too warm while protecting him from the sun. His eyes immediately went to one of the androids, and he had to force himself to look anywhere else. Even then, his eyes wandered back. He swatted a fly that had landed on him, and tried his best to be casual as he ambled over to the Host. Ah. So this one was the Sheriff. "Hi," he said, touching the brim of his tophat, "how are you?"
IC: Andry stepped off of the train. He wore a waistcoat with a pocket watch, slacks, and cowboy boots. It was all a light wool, so it kept him from being too warm while protecting him from the sun. His eyes immediately went to one of the androids, and he had to force himself to look anywhere else. Even then, his eyes wandered back. He swatted a fly that had landed on him, and tried his best to be casual as he ambled over to the Host. Ah. So this one was the Sheriff. "Hi," he said, touching the brim of his tophat, "how are you?"
