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Rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin raaawhiiiiiiiiide move em on head em up move em on head em up rawhide! Cut em out, ride em in, cut em out, ride em in, rawhide

[Mission: you're still on the road. are you hungry yet. tired? too bad.]

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[mercyless]

[ worse than that. ]

It's a big place.

[ seriously they've been lotr walking for months. ]

[crotchbite]

[ looks at him for a long ass moment and then quirks an eyebrow up, a little smile twitching at the corner of her lips ]

Good as new. But you should know, right? [ there's a little narrowing of her eyes behind them sunglasses. a question in there too. what is he ]

[nosleeves]

Horse and buggys' a little outdated.

[seriously where are the cars]

[sawedoff]

You'd think, but there's a whole world of crap about that guy that I just have no idea.

[blows off question with non-answer. not today ma'am. returns attention to the caravanning at hand]

You know the bullet's supposed to go in the other guy, right?

[mercyless]

[ oh right. it's pretty similar to their little world's end minus the cars so she had already gotten used to it. ]

Don't get your hopes up about catchin up on tv yet. There's no electricity or anything.

It's like being stuck in the past.

With magic.

[crotchbite]

[ yeah that makes no sense, mr. no-non-human-goes-unregistered, but she really is tired and way too tired to argue. maybe sometime later because she wants to know how the hell did she survive two gunshots to the stomach with gentle jazz hands. ]

Hilarious. [ rolls her eyes and looks over her shoulder to michonne and crossbow-man. forgot his name already ] Didn't you get hit with a ricochet bullet on the train?

[sawedoff]

Yeah but that's different.

[it's not different at all. smiles over at her. the most shit eating.]

[nosleeves]

[only wishes he had a shotgun right now to make a boomstick reference]

If David Bowie shows up with a buncha muppets and a stolen baby... [it'd be worth it]

[kicks a tumbleweed out of the way.]

[crotchbite]

[ youuuuu. ]

[ lowers her sunglasses to look at him like. seriously. and pushes them back up ]

At least we got some nice artillery out of this. [ pats the shotgun. it's the one good thing that came out of this mess. the rest is just

horrible

even her new boots got stained with blood ]

[mercyless]

[ smiles to herself. you're in for a surprise boy. ]

More likely than you might think.

[sawedoff]

Yeah, speaking of the stockpile, what're you in for as far as ammo?

[leans over to unholster his sidearm, popping the mag out to wave it at her]

One is the loneliest number but two is vying for the title.

[crotchbite]

[ takes the glock out and does the same ] Two. [ assembles it back ] Didn't use the revolver Cas handed to me, there's still six in there. [ tilts head to her bag ] But I did get a nice discount on the 1897 ammo.

[ you don't need orange glowy hands to get some stuff with tits like these okay ]

Didn't you get anything else? What about the-- [ vague hand gesture ] bald guy? Shane? Didn't he have a Beretta with him?

[nosleeves]

[gives a face creak breathy laugh. it's the best you'll get out of him]

[sawedoff]

S'on Nick. Don't know how much he blew through. [if any] You picked up a model 1897?

[perks up a little as he clicks pistol back together and clips it back into place at his thigh] That's a sturdy lady. I learned to shoot with an 1887.

[guns]

[mercyless]

[ you have his bow now. ]

[ approaching them slowly. don't get any funny ideas now. ]

[crotchbite]

[ finally a Nice topic ] Thought he had an Eagle. [ she could pick up that sound miles away but you know ]

Did you? [ laughs a little while making an impressed face; it's kind of funny, isn't it, since that's his freaking surname ] That's a good one to get started with.

[ reaches the back to get the shotgun and hands it to him so he can take a closer look since he looks like a giddy kid ]

Does Cas want the revolver back?

[nosleeves]

[what are they like deer]

[two of the quiest characters on the show hey hi]

[sawedoff]

[wooo. don't mind if he does. handles it like a collector with stamps, all gingerly and shit. turns it over in his lap with a little smile before glancing back up to her]

Keep it. He's kinda operating at unfair advantage level as it is.

[holds it back out by the barrel as michonne and daryl catch up, throws a look back at them but moreso michonne. u good? we good? he coming?]

[mercyless]

[ yea he good he coming. ]

Daryl's comin' along if that's fine.

You can hold me responsible.

[crotchbite]

[ oh so you do know what he is, hm, dean?

takes it back and sets it on its place, slowing the horse down as the other two approach. glances over to michonne, arching an eyebrow to daryl, then back to silent warrior lady. do we have to hold her responsible? is he going to flip? what? missing the pills? ]

[sawedoff]

Let's just make sure it doesn't come to that.

[the last thing this shindig needs is romero. nods a greeting to daryl the redneckiest looking thing he's seen this side of hickland]

I'm Dean, that's Hel. Welcome to the party?

[like what do you say to newcomers anymore. sorry you got yanked out of your life to join us on a lotr journey? not that he's particularly sorry if he left a zombie apocalypse behind. he and michonne made out like bandits with this deal]

[nosleeves]

[way to talk me up]

[looks between them and nods]

Some party it's turnin' out to be. [arguably they already seem smarter than most, most people don't even arm themselves.]

[mercyless]

[ no pills, just a condition known as being a redneck. she's being cautious because they didn't have the best start. if they know she's willing to look after his ass, it might be easier to accept him and avoid drama. ]

Yeah, we're only gettin' started.

[ that's as much as help you're gonna get. takes her horse and leaves them to it. ]

[crotchbite]

[ lets dean introduce himself and her, taking a good long look at him and, particularly, his crossbow. it's a pretty sweet thing and if she had shot him, she'd take it

alas.

just tilts her head up, saying nothing before turning to dean ]

We should start thinking about finding somewhere to rest. [ cold nights in the desert, lack of food, yadda yadda, you know the drill ]

[sawedoff]

[watches michonne walk off before hel blows daryl off and it's just all in all a great howdy do. kind of looks between the two of them before smiling awkwardly. why does he always get caught in the middle of this weird interpersonal drama]

...Yeah. [looks around. there's nothin but desert for miles so they might as well make a spot here] Any good with that thing, Joe Dirt?

[let's make a hunting trip of it]