#0utlawofthewest

[slumberingspecters]

Snake Eyes (closed starter for 0utlawofthewest)

Move to Nevada, they said.  It’ll be fun, they said.

Echo was having anything but fun in the middle of a desert.  She missed the forests of home with the rain, but not the people there.  That’s the whole reason she moved in the first place.  Thankfully, the casino she was working for gave her two weeks to settle in before she started work.

All the skate parks around Vegas were crowded, obviously, but someone had tipped her off to this spot.  She despised heat, but it was slightly overcast, and she’d have to deal with it.  

It looked like wreckage of some kind, but whatever it was, it had left makeshift ramps and flat pieces in the sand for her to skate on.  They would have to do, if she wanted to practice.  There were some nice little rocks off to the side with what looked like mini caves in them, and they provided some shade.  If she got too overheated, she could always go there, she supposed.

Skates laced up, she got to work.  Her right foot helped her curve around turns, weaving back and forth in a serpentine pattern before she jumped, rolling backwards.  The sand didn’t exactly feel nice under her wheels, but it was all she had until she found a quieter, less crowded place to practice.  That in and of itself was going to be hard in Vegas, but it never hurt to try.

One wrong turn, though, and a small rock clogged her wheel.  She managed to stop, but not before falling on her back with a hard huff, groaning.  She’d fallen in the direction of those rocks, and thanked her lucky stars they weren’t closer.  She sat up after a moment, back facing the rocks with the shadowy overhangs, rubbing her face.

“Fuckin’ hell..”  She muttered, southern accent dripping heavily from her words like syrup.

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[deathfcllcws]

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“Are we just puttin’ cowboy hats on animals now? ‘Cause if so, I’m very behind that movement.”

[slumberingspecters]

Not So Barren (closed starter for 0utlawofthewest)

it had been far too long since Sara had visited the desert, but despite this, the wind had still howled her name for months.  Forgetting an encounter like the one she had was impossible.  The hissing outlaw wasn’t exactly gentle with her, but he did curl up on top of her for a few minutes.  That felt like something.

In a part of America where she was alone, with no friends, and family states away, she felt the flicker of a friend in that moment that would have terrified most.  She wasn’t most, though.

With that in mind as some sort of reassurance, she left her car and pulled her backpack up higher.  The sun was starting to set, and a breeze whispered to her in the desert.  She wasn’t far from where she met Jake the first time, but she intended to go further.  Being allergic to sunlight exposure meant she would have to trek in the dark, but the thought comforted her more than anything.

So, trekking she did.  She came on their last meeting spot, and with a deep breath, began walking further, the sands stained a reddish purple from the sun slipping away.

The chances of meeting Jake again were low, VERY low, but they weren’t zero.  She’d bet on those odds.

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[deathfcllcws]

@0utlawofthewest continued from here.

The cowboy hardly flinched at the known warning sound of a rattle, only watching as the other quickly went from riled up to calm in seconds. As the serpent huffed and hissed, his lips ever so slightly curled into a small smile though remained hidden underneath his bandana. “Well, I do consider m’self a pretty lucky fella.”

Humming low, he tilted his head as he considered the words. Warren didn’t think there was much work for any snake to do. “Wanna come with me then? Could go into town and scare the folks there.” 

[the-purple-hero]

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