Redhawk Caldera But I can't fight anymore for you

whenever you have time! Sorry for the double tag, I may RO the other one. I have all the muse for her tonight lolol

She had some of the worst timing, let's be honest. But by now she figured that @Bronco knew her pretty well, and part of knowing her was knowing exactly how fucked up she really was. She was a liar, a bitch, and absolutely selfish. All of her role models were women who took those qualities and owned them to their fullest; she intended to do them proud.

One thing she wasn't was a coward. And as soon as she had recognized her fear for what it was, she knew what she had to do.

All of her "signs" had pointed her towards this and she walked with absolute confidence towards where she suspected he might be. It was getting late, and as she walked, a veritable armada of screaming cicadas accompanied her. Lately their endless chirping had been grating on her nerves but today it felt a appropriate. She felt better than she had in a long time, but nothing about how she felt was quiet.

Bronco. We need to talk. She called it out, knowing how it sounded and yet using the phrase anyway. Maybe the outcome would be exactly what the phrase implied. Who really knew, with them?

The bramblewitch she'd always pictured had only ever run solo. Fate was a bigger bitch than she was, and Bronco really did deserve better. Even she knew that.