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idontxmiss
US Deputy Marshal Tim Gutterson.
Partner to US Marshall Givens.
The Ideology fussed idly with fingers sifted into her own brown tresses, toying where the nape of her neck would be as she gave a chuckle to herself --- mostly. She was settled almost lazily on the lounge chair not far from the bar's counter as dark hues watched him. This would be an interesting encounter, her mind offered her quietly. The last she'd spent any time with Raylan had been to distract his thoughts from the incident with the hellhounds; and she'd brought him liquor and Bollywood DVDs. She had admittedly been surprised that he watched any of them with her, but he didn't seem to hate them; though, he also didn't seem to love them either.
"Sureshot," her voice hummed and near murmured with a soft and amused smile.
-judges children silently from a safe distance-
Greed.
Greed (Something I can’t get enough of): I’ll take “knocking boots and ashing vamps” for 500, Alex.
-watches paper shredding madness- ...
Paper? What paper? Benny is innocent.
"I can't get a moment's rest without one of you bastards interrupting. What can I do for you--?"
idontxmiss came full of pride.
"Well, aren't you a cute thing," Pride mused with a grin, another rather proud creature coming her way -- something she'd never be adverse to.