Sandy Deserts {Roleplay}

[JusticeRabbit]

~Suzanne| @Fenixwolf, @Dirtfur, @Fang~
the horse rancher lifted her head from watching one of her favorite horses, midnight. he was a pure black Arabian, and beautiful too. her golden hair was down, a hat guarding herself from the sun. at least she was in strawberry. it was much cooler here, even though there really wasnt anywhere else to go. her eyes moved from the stables to the next door cable neighbor. she hadn't caught her name quite yet... maybe something like jennifer? "howdy, miss!" she called over, sitting on the fence.

[Thornwolf]

- Scar - he/him - open

Scar walked around with a disguise, a blue and white shirt, light brown boots and a cowboy hat
He watched from house to house, building to building, he kicked away some sand
Been ain't easy doin' stuff, wonder why, he thought

[JusticeRabbit]

Originally Posted by Fenixwolf

- Scar - he/him - open

Scar walked around with a disguise, a blue and white shirt, light brown boots and a cowboy hat
He watched from house to house, building to building, he kicked away some sand
Been ain't easy doin' stuff, wonder why, he thought

~Quinn~
now, see here, she may had been a new outlaw, but she was a good one. horses stolen, innocent people murdered, and they had no idea. a gun in her holster, the woman walked down the city, before seeing someone. "hello? sir?" she said, walking over, holding a small book. "er- would you like to buy some pistols?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

{where are they?}

[Thornwolf]

Originally Posted by Don't Panic

~Quinn~
now, see here, she may had been a new outlaw, but she was a good one. horses stolen, innocent people murdered, and they had no idea. a gun in her holster, the woman walked down the city, before seeing someone. "hello? sir?" she said, walking over, holding a small book. "er- would you like to buy some pistols?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

{where are they?}

(Probably in a city/town thing)

" runnin' a bit low on amo, have some? " asked Scar, looking at Quinn "some duties are in need to be filled, been a bit hard to though"

[JusticeRabbit]

Originally Posted by Fenixwolf

(Probably in a city/town thing)

" runnin' a bit low on amo, have some? " asked Scar, looking at Quinn "some duties are in need to be filled, been a bit hard to though"

~Quinn~
"ah, yes, i understand!" she said, looking through a satchel. she lifted it up, waiting for the payment, adjusting her position. she then gave him the ammo after being payed, glancing at his gun, before closing her satchel, her hand near the pistol of her own.

[Thornwolf]

Originally Posted by Don't Panic

~Quinn~
"ah, yes, i understand!" she said, looking through a satchel. she lifted it up, waiting for the payment, adjusting her position. she then gave him the ammo after being payed, glancing at his gun, before closing her satchel, her hand near the pistol of her own.

- Scar - he/him
"Alright, have to start doin' work, so you sometimes later " he said, grabbing the ammo then walking off, he he wasn't really leaving

[JusticeRabbit]

Originally Posted by Fenixwolf

- Scar - he/him
"Alright, have to start doin' work, so you sometimes later " he said, grabbing the ammo then walking off, he he wasn't really leaving

~Quinn~
"where ya headed?" she called, grabbing her pistol, before releasing and following, ready in case she might have to attack.

[Thornwolf]

Originally Posted by Don't Panic

~Quinn~
"where ya headed?" she called, grabbing her pistol, before releasing and following, ready in case she might have to attack.

- Scar - He/him

"Your problem? Don't need to say if i don't want to unless ya' wanna join it" scar said, looking back it Quinn

[JusticeRabbit]

Originally Posted by Fenixwolf

- Scar - He/him

"Your problem? Don't need to say if i don't want to unless ya' wanna join it" scar said, looking back it Quinn

~Quinn~
"i would much rather enjoy whatever job you have then selling pistols and ammo," she said, her eyes sharpening on him, her black hair blowing softly in the slight breeze.

[Thornwolf]

Originally Posted by Don't Panic

~Quinn~
"i would much rather enjoy whatever job you have then selling pistols and ammo," she said, her eyes sharpening on him, her black hair blowing softly in the slight breeze.

- Scar - he/him
"Interested eh? Well ya' better ain't snitch on me or else you'll get the taste of own medicine but," he made sure no one was listening "the job's an outlaw, i've killed some unfortunate others and robbed a few somethin'" Scar replied "name, scar"