—bountied
@anotherbadman starter from the ask||
“Now don’t test me, it would be unfortunate for you to have a close casket funeral.” Damien says as he places a hand on Arthur’s broad shoulder and uses it to leverage the man down into his knees, gun now resting on his temple.
Damien is clad in muted blacks and grayish greens with a heavy over coat and hat pulled down, his blue eyes sharp like knives. “I only care about one man, an’ you might know him. Micah Bell. I’m expectin’ you to tell me where that monster is, ‘cos he ought be swinging like his daddy.”
Damien spits off to the side, “Monsters like’at don’t deserve to be walking on their own legs, hear? Now, mon pas bon petit, yous’ gonna tell me where he at, or I’m gonna put many bullets in this beautiful face of yours.” The bounty hunter says threateningly.