*There’s a loud crash outside and the cows are making a lot of noise*
Shit. Alright, Carl, you're stayin'.
[He goes to investigate.]
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*There’s a loud crash outside and the cows are making a lot of noise*
Shit. Alright, Carl, you're stayin'.
[He goes to investigate.]
just started watching the first raven straight shootin' interview & i am here to report he makes it a solid 30 seconds in before bringing up cm punk for no reason
(Callisto’s sitting by one of the fences the cows are in and doesn’t notice Allan walking up. He looks tanner than the last time he saw him.)
@areyou-stilllistening
[You look good.]
[He passes Callisto the notepad.]
(He wanders over with a smile.)
-Callisto
[He waves.]
*He runs up to Allan and is watching him feed the cattle.*
-Callisto
[He looks up and waves before getting back to work]
[When allan sees maddie he is on her planet for some sort of job. He sees her with a stab wound in her side that she desperately tried to wrap up.]
Hey there!
[He walks over.]
You need some help?
Yes, I put Allan in a space cowboy au, what of it?
Main world building post
[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]
You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !
Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.
[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]
[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]
Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.
[He looks to the bar tender.]
Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?
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Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!
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Yeah, I'll buy a drink!
[He turns back to her.]
What kind of drink do you like, miss?