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HOLLA you're in Summerhill. If you didn't make it out of Alderwood you have no excuse because everyone split up to look for you and drag your ass out, and if no one found you you'd be chased out by law enforcement. The residents of Summerhill don't seem too thrilled that you're back, but in a oops sorry you got the short stick too way not in a don't take kindly way.

Alderwood's still buzzing with the news and new rule so you ought to avoid it for a while. Or charge back in like the stupid assholes you are. They're hanging the outlaw couple in the town today so if you're going to go on a boneheaded rescue mission now's your chance. Maybe you can even reveal the mayor's dirty, dirty ways while you're there and get that ruling flipped. If you don't fuck it up.

For the time being as long as you remain in Summerhill you're safe, no one will bother you here. So you can take this time to regroup and come up with a plan.

[Mission: chill out in summerhill, don't get killed, maybe go on a rescue mission. you know]

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But you will in the end.

[ her jaw tenses and she tilts her head slightly, eyebrows creasing her forehead with the most intense glare ]

I'm not afraid. Who do you think you are, my fucking therapist? Shut up and drink.

[ let's avoid this subject it's honest and therefore Uncomfortable ]

First of all I have no idea what a therapist is, but I know a coward when I see one.

[ bitch all you want he's not going stop. ]

Instead of talking it out, you're here at the saloon, drinking your troubles away. I thought only husbands did that.

[ dead eyes. doesn't know what a therapist is. god. ]

[ she leans back on the chair, glaring at him from there, before setting her jaw a little and smiling, licking her lip ]

I'm not drinking my troubles away. I'm drinking because I want to. I do what I want to do, it's not a complicated notion to understand. [ she rolls her ring around her finger, arching an eyebrow ] And who are you to talk about cowards? It wasn't me who killed the love of her life.

[ u wan fight. lets fight. ]

[ he never killed anyone. laughs quietly. ]

We're not talking about me.

If you're only doing what you want to do... Am I presuming correctly when I say that you also wanted to let her go?

Because you're afraid of how it will end. It has nothing to do with her being a hero.

[ magic beans, hook. magic beans. ]

[ she tilts her head and a bit of her body too as she watches him talk, smile still there but kind of twitchy like it wants to disappear but won't ]

You're wrong. [ reaches for the glass and sips some more whiskey, crossing her legs ]

[ THAT'S AUGUST'S THEORY AND IT'S FULL OF SHIT AND OFFENSE. ]

Am I now?

[ prove it. ]

I've learned my lesson. No attachments. [ which is easier said than done but whatever ] So how about you drop it?

What's the point of living if you can't enjoy it, love?

Take a risk.

[ that's what being a pirate is all about. freedom and fun but also quite risky. ]

[ he's not following his own preaching though but that's a different matter entirely. ]

Who says I'm not enjoying it?

[ finishes the whiskey and crosses her arms over the table, leaning forward ]

Me.

[ also leans forward, meeting her gaze halfway. ]

Not as much as you could.

Yeah? Who are you, my personal OkCupid?

[ yeah what's that he's not gonna ask. ]

A friend.

[ using modern references with him is always fun

she's quiet for a moment, like she's incredulous. ]

A friend. [ like she's not sure he knows the meaning of that ]

[ see? ]

[ he's not staring at your boobs or mouth at the moment. just your eyes. friends? ]

[ lips curl into a slow smiles and she reaches across the table to pat his cheek once. it's almost a slap but it isn't ]

Don't say what you don't mean.

I never do.

[ except when he's lying. he's not lying. ]

[ shakes her head and leans back, holding her chin up on the palm of her hand ]

I'm sure you'll have the opportunity to show it. [ will believe it when she sees it ]

I've had your back this entire time, haven't I?

[ when did he ever hurt your feelings. ]

Have you? [ arches her eyebrow and laughs a little ] Okay, Killian. You'll show it later, I'm sure.

[ isn't ]

Are you trying to push me away too?

[ you got some issues sister. ]

Now, why would I do that?

You must have your reasons, love.

[ not trusting him is a smart thing to do but you could do with a friend. just saying. ]

[ doesn't trust anyone anyway i mean look what happened with the person she trusted the most in this group. fucked it up. holds broken cr ]

Don't we all?

Aye. We do.

[ finishes his drink and gets up. you obviously don't want any company right now. ]

Think about it. Is it worth taking a risk and getting hurt or should you really give up and miss everything because you're scared?

[ sighs exasperatedly ] You and your fucking word. [ it pisses her off that both him and bo are accusing her of being scared because
you know
she is

tbh it should be understandable. the one girl she fell for tried to murder her. ]

Here. [ slaps some money on the table, grabbing the shotgun and the bag as she gets up ] Get yourself another drink. I'm going to go get a horse.

[ slams the metaphorical door behind her on the way out ]

Edited 2013-05-08 10:31 (UTC)

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cabineyes - 2013-05-08 10:45 (UTC) - Expand