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@srunelett // from here
"A price, you say?" Patchwork Jack replies, spade tipped tail playfully swishing behind him all the while. Her words are sharp and laced with venom. She's dangerous and he really shouldn't be pushing her buttons, yet... "And just how much is my head worth? I hope I'm expensive." He knows he's twisting her words -- it's why he's grinning from ear to ear.
“Heya, PJ! Y’ever pulled off a train heist b’fore? S’been a long while fer me an’ I got THA ITCH.”
The smile he flashes his companion is bright and blinding. His teeth boldly reflect the mid-day sun as he perks up at the idea of a heist. Tail swishing playfully behind him all the while, he gleefully replies, "sure as shit I have. The faster the heist, the more fun. And few things are faster than a train. Say isn't that rich banker fella with the big, bald head supposed to have a train run through here soon? I say we redistribute the wealth."
@ludopossum // from here
Patchwork Jack knows he's a sight for sore eyes. Between the large claw marks that mar half of his face, to his naturally fiery hair, he's a walking red flag. However despite looking dangerous he's a softie at heart. Walking long distances is a good way to get blisters and his feet ache just as the sight of her dusty boots.
"This is Peaches," he introduces the red roan, fondly patting her neck all the while. "She's a gentle giant. And she's one of those 'bulletproof' horses or a horse that don't spook easy. Longs you don't try to take a swing at me she'll treat you kindly. She's sweet but defensive when need be."
Peaches turns to look at their newfound friend, head tilting to the side in curiosity. Her tail softly swishes behind her and in the blink of an eye Peaches licks her square in the forehead.
@hellcycl // from here
"Nobody listens to me either," Patchwork Jack confesses with a frustrated, side to side motion of head. People don't listen to him on a good day and on days he's stuck in his more demonic form one look at him sends people running for their crosses. PJ takes his time with his drink, taking small sips while he speaks with his companion. "Life is a bit morally gray for me but I'm not a raging jerk so I'm considerin' that a win for me. I could use more wins in life."
@antlurabbit
It's a strong but loving tackle -- the way he launches himself at her like a kitten leaping up to catch a feather toy. The force of his jumping is enough to make them both go spinning, his messy, scarlet hair coming further unwound from it's loose bun as he spins her around until he grows dizzy. A loud chuckle escapes his lips as his vision swirls and tilts. "A hug a day keeps the doctor away, or so they say."
@lykourgus
"What's the matter, scared of a little rain?" Patchwork Jack retorts, faded button down shirt soaked and sticking to his skin as he takes the comment as a sign he needs to start dancing and jumping in puddles with renewed vigor. "Didn't you ever play in the rain as a kid? Or were you the sort to go scamperin' off back inside as soon as the clouds started to roll over?
@ludopossum
"Well ain't you just a peach when you wake up in the mornin'" The scarred cowboy drawls, giving her leg a gentle tap with his boot. "Listen kid, the only reason I'm botherin' you is that I've seen about half a dozen rattle snacks slitherin' and hissin' near your sleepin' bag. Unless you want an unexpected and dangerous cuddle buddy I suggest you get on up."
