(M) Watch me cry all my tears

Morgan · March 07, 2019, 01:35 PM

He and @Amaya had been going through the motions of trying to get acquainted through their long ass journey when a commotion had been heard. The woman, polite and efficiently gentle Amaya, had turned to him with the identical ‘whatwasthatohjesus’ face he currently wore. The rugged rustler followed closer to her, obliging his current mindset of protection for the women as they neared the scene.

This long ass trek had previously left him winded, but with as many times as he got stuck in some shit while Phex was busy scouting, his endurance had upped a bit more. Lotsa patrols did that too.

Seeing the mess before him, however, he didn’t want much to do with it. Blood and hurt was thick in the air, and some lady standing over a man who looked like somebody tried ripping him apart quicker than a cat. Some other fella was standing further off, looking more to help than to hurt, but whoever this lady was wasn’t having none of it.

And of course the Southwesterner didn’t want anything to do with it either.
This wasn’t their gun show.