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corporal | shadow company

[cpl-snake]

got work for me?

Name: Cain Ryder Callsign: "Snake" Rank: Corporal Affiliation(s): Shadow Company, Freelance, Marines (former) Birthplace: Lancaster, Texas, USA DOB: 21-July-1996 Age: 29y/o Height: 203cm Weight: 132kg Pronouns: he / him

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[cmdr-graves]

You leave ole girl alone - she runs 'n drives just fine.

Strip poker it is.

[cpl-snake]

the fuck she does. jase and i have to work magic to keep that rustbucket running. basically ship of theseus'd that sonnuva bitch.

better wear your good undergarments, sugar. you're gonna be in 'em immediately ;)

[cmdr-graves]

No, I guess I'm just used't the other Shadows giving me flack for giving orders outside the usual.

Still up for cards? I'll even crack open my Macallen for ya.

[cpl-snake]

when have i given you shit about orders, sugar? i give you shit for other shit. like that metal death trap. but not orders.

and always. strip poker?

[cmdr-graves]

'S that easy? They're a nightmare ofa - y'know what? I'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth.

What's got you in such a good mood?

[cpl-snake]

darlin', all your contacts are a nightmare. ain't gonna complain about the inevitable.

and ain't in a particular mood--why, did ya want me puttin' up more of a fight? get your rocks off takin' down a man like me?

[cmdr-graves]

I'm not talkin' strip poker, Snake. I'm talkin' which one of us is meeting with this client tomorrow - but, you can keep that idea for later.

[cpl-snake]

you ain't gotta play me for it, darlin', i'll just do it.

's what i'm here for, yeah? entertainin' your folk?

[cpl-snake]

@cmdr-graves

Feelin' a game o' cards?

ha, for you, sugar? always.

hope you won't mind me cleanin' house ;)

[cmdr-graves]

HAH. You think I'm puttin' money on this? I got better ideas.

[cpl-snake]

darlin', if you wanted to strip for me, y'could just say so and we can skip the farce of me sweepin' your ass

[cpl-snake]

@cmdr-graves

Feelin' a game o' cards?

ha, for you, sugar? always.

hope you won't mind me cleanin' house ;)

[cpl-snake]

Lemme try your boots on?

@sgt-riot

ha! sure thing, sugar, though i ain't think they'll fit you. mind the spurs, too. they ain't just for show.

[sgt-riot]

Yooo, I like these. You think they suit me?

[cpl-snake]

ha!! maybe if they were your size, darlin'. maybe i'll get you a pair. my treat ;)

[cpl-snake]

Lemme try your boots on?

@sgt-riot

ha! sure thing, sugar, though i ain't think they'll fit you. mind the spurs, too. they ain't just for show.

[cpl-snake]

finally back from leave, feels good to be back

[saw-shadow-company]

Missed you.

[cpl-snake]

missed y'too, jase. good to see you again.

[cpl-snake]

bites you

oh hey there, darlin'. y'got plenty of a mouthful?

[cpl-snake]

finally back from leave, feels good to be back

[a-phoenix-must-burn]

We missed you c:

[cpl-snake]

yeah darlin? ya missed me? how much did ya miss me? ;)

[cpl-snake]

finally back from leave, feels good to be back

[cpl-snake]

(Jason places his duffel in the back of Cain’s impala as the sound of early birds and critters fill the air. There’s a morning dew that clings to his arms, making his arm hair stand on end in the chill and make him feel strangely clammy.

It didn’t matter. The object of his desire, the person who had now owned his heart for the better part of a week and some change, had been helping him pack, had been getting the farm prepared for the two of them to part from the state. Jason had found it endearing, how Cain had worried and kept checking, re checking… He could watch Cain march circles for hours. But eventually, he speaks, after taking the cigar out from between his teeth.)

You ready?

@saw-shadow-company

Cain shuts the trunk around their shared stash with a laboured grunt. It's still... unnerving, leaving the ranch. It's always hard, especially when he stays for a long time. He knows he'll miss Miss Maise Mae. Lightning. Licorice. All the other critters and creatures. And even though Ryan will take good care of them--always does, really--it's still hard to bid them goodbye.

He jangles his spurs for a second before moving to the driver's side. "Yeah, I'm ready," he says, but he looks anxiously back at the house. Ryan's already here, leaning against the porch. With his hat and the scarf, it's impossible to see his face--but that's just how he is.

[cpl-snake]

Think I need to take you out to the old stomping grounds. You’d be interested in something like that?

@saw-shadow-company

oh, hell yeah, jase. what's the old stompin' grounds? where we goin'?

[saw-shadow-company]

How’s a drive to Casper, Wyoming sound?

[cpl-snake]

sounds like i need t'get my oil changed. wanna help?

[saw-shadow-company]

Ha. Yeah, yeah.

Spend a few nights up there, enjoy the scenery. It’s real quiet, real secluded. Think you’ll enjoy it.

[cpl-snake]

i trust y'jase. can't wait.

[cpl-snake]

Think I need to take you out to the old stomping grounds. You’d be interested in something like that?

@saw-shadow-company

oh, hell yeah, jase. what's the old stompin' grounds? where we goin'?

[saw-shadow-company]

How’s a drive to Casper, Wyoming sound?

[cpl-snake]

sounds like i need t'get my oil changed. wanna help?

[cpl-snake]

Think I need to take you out to the old stomping grounds. You’d be interested in something like that?

@saw-shadow-company

oh, hell yeah, jase. what's the old stompin' grounds? where we goin'?