there was only two ways the earlier predicament was going to go : KILL OR BE KILLED. for john, well ... he didn't intend on dyin' so soon. and, despite a big mouth, the other offender had it comin' for quite some time. he'd been on the run for months. leading john in circles, left and right, hell --- even across states. left with a choice, it was merely DESTINY that the cowboy put some iron between that sickos teeth. a bounty is a bounty ; despite the pay-cut of killin' 'em, AND the wounds that follow a shoot-out.
@ulfhrafnx : ❛ how are you still alive? ❜
❛ i ... ain't quite sure, ❜ hand fixed at side, littered in mame and a bullet wound refusing to cease an endless gush. crimson saturates at layers of clothes ; peering down at the broken and bruised.
a thud into seat after hobbling in, he lets out a harsh exhale. ❛ but- i'll be alright. ❜
[ PROMPT. | ACCEPTING. ]