Claire Keane

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@wildlcck
" what did i do wrong ?! " ( from molly o'shea , unprompted ! )
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❛ THAT'S JUST IT- ya don't do a damn thing, woman! don't help yerself... don't help no-one or nothin'. right now, yer 'bout as useful to you or anybody else as a pot made outta yarn! what're ya gunna do with yerself if darlin' dutch goes and gets himself cut down one of these days? or, trades you in fer a newer, shinier model, huh? you might get yer heart broken into itty bitty little bits, but it's gunna keep right on beatin', all right. that you can be sure of... it's yer body and mind that's gonna go to seed while you're sittin' 'round nursin' it. from where i'm standin', i'd say the person yer wrongin' most's yerself. ma advice to you would be fer ya to do some thinkin' about what's next for you- while you still can. everything's goin' to shit here. case you ain't noticed... ❜ maybe she's bein' a little tough on miss molly here- she musta heard the same spiel a hundred and one times over by now. when she was younger, she didn't wanna hear a damn word from anyone, well-meanin', fair or otherwise. but, that's just it- life ain't fair. sooner you open your eyes and get wise to that, the better... what was she sayin' again?
" i think i read about that in a book. " ( unprompted! )
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❛ YOU AND BOOKS... i swear, all the readin' you done in yer time, you're gunna wind up a walkin', talkin' dime novel one of these days, jackie boy! take heed- ya can do enough readin' to last you a life or two and miss out on a lifetime's worth a' livin' while yer doin' it! ❜ still... there's many a thing worse fer a boy- a man- his age to be doin'. ain't there? all too many things- and none of 'em all that nice... ❛ my jake... he was the same. reckon he'd rather live off books than bread, if he had his way... heh. well... never done him any harm. say... you still writin' them stories of yours? all the livin' you done and seen in yer time, you oughta have more than enough material by now! yeah, yer better off stickin' with the pen and paper. makin' somethin' outta yerself. outlaws and gunslingers... they're yesterday's print. writers, though... well, they ain't never gunna be out of a job. who don't wanna live in worlds and times 'sides their own? whoever don't's either part of the problem, lucky beyond words or off their damn rockers! heh, just don't you forget to be kind to yer good old aunt sadie when ya make it big, mister! ❜
" what part of what i just said that you didn't understand? " ( from adelaide darling, unprompted! )
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SHE'S GOT THIS BASTARD right where she wants him- lined up in her crosshairs. clean (enough) shot... hers- theirs- for the takin'. trigger finger itchin' up a storm... miss darlin' ain't wrong, though- much as she might be loath to admit it, one wrong move or misfire here and the low-down piece of shit'll be off in a cloud of dust, 'fore leavin' 'em in a hail of bullets. the lady's sharp as a razor, all right (and twice as gratin'!). sees clear as day where her eyesight's all red and cloudy with crimson mist. spies the wood and the trees while she's busy burnin' the whole damn forest down. hmm... what to do here... ❛ i hear ya, woman- loud and crystal! last i checked, i ain't got shit in ma ears! you got yer own way of doin' things, just like i got mine. you don't tell me how to do this job and i will do my damnedest to refrain from doin' the same to you! maybe ya do catch more flies with honey than vinegar- i dunno. i ain't never tried! but... i reckon ya can bring yer fair share outta the air with a couple bullets- if yer quick enough, that is. and a damn fine shot! not if yer a big, cluckin' chicken, though...! ❜
❝SAAAADDDDDIIIIIIIIE. Oh, how I've missed you a lot. Welcome back!❞
Lips stretched into a giant smile. Bright too, but revealing all her teeth. It didn't stop her from bouncing forward, seeing the familiar golden locks and face that she grew to know and admire. Nova did came to a halt, but never too close or leaning into a hug in case Sadie isn't feeling like having her personal space be invaded.
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❛ WELL, I'VE BIN MISSIN' YOU every bit as much, my girl! if not more. ain't you a sight fer these sore old eyes of mine? get yerself over here, lady- let me get a look at ya! ❜ takin' nova fondly in her arms and holding her close with a big old grin and a chuckle. most she has done for some time now! the woman just has that kind of effect though, don't she? like a sip of somethin' strong and bracing after bein' out in the cold all day. or, the first few signs of the sun rearing its head again after a long, harsh while of it hidin' away. just... all that's warm, good and decent in this cool, cruel world. ❛ got ya a little somethin'- some more oats for that brute of a girl ya got, too. heh, let's see if i can't win her over 'fore the turn of the century, huh? ❜ returnin' sharp to nova's side from her bag, two packages (all done up with pretty paper and ribbon) in hand. a couple boxes of oatcakes for petals in one and a fine, detailed silver and gold shinin' saddle horn, big bright star etched right in the middle, for nova herself. saw it one day and thought of her- well, the woman's just as warm, bright and lovely as one, ain't she? maybe more. a star among folks. just a little thank you. fer all she's done for her. being there... bein' her. ❛ how ya bin anywho, honey? ❜
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sadie adler u deserve eternal happiness
" i'm such an sweetheart, why are you so mean? " ( from adelaide darling, unprompted! )
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❛ YA KNOW WHAT ELSE SEEMS SWEET ENOUGH? a big, heapin' helping of shoofly pie- 'til ya get a mouthful of dirt and worms, that is! in ma time, i've known most folks to either be fulla sugar or shit- no tellin' which is what 'til you take a great big chunk outta 'em! ya want me sinkin' ma teeth in ya and findin' out for sure? well, just don't go givin' me reason to, darlin'! ❜ the woman's good, all right- better than good. which ain't all that grand for her! or, fer business. they do say to keep an eye on yer pals and both on the enemy, don't they? wonder if the same goes for your rivals... or, if two pairs of peepers really are better than one. some friendly competition might just be a damn sight more efficient (not to mention a touch more interesting) than unfriendly feudin'. hmm... one thing's for damn sure, though- miss darling here's one for the watchin', all right!
She can't calm down until she knows for sure, and if she has to inspect every inch of skin, that's what she's gonna do! Or so she thought, but the minute Sadie took her hands, her shoulders dropped, and she let out the heaviest breath she's ever had. Just her touch, her rough callouses, her warm skin is enough to soothe her. She's home.
" There ain't nothin' silly about how I feel! You show up here with yer jokin' and laughin', and that beautiful smile like you weren't gone too long! " She pouts angrily at her for that because no way in hell will she let it slide so easily!
She pulls her hands away. " You could've been dead in a ditch for all I know, don't you get that? " She huffs and looks down.
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❛ YER RIGHT. ya ain't wrong, my darlin'... i'm sorry, abigail. ain't no laughin' matter. i'm a bad woman- to the bone! i don't know what i got right to know someone so good and lovely as yerself in this life... but, ya gotta believe me when i say i'm not goin' nowhere. anytime soon! i promise you that... and you know i'm a woman of ma word. so, you'd better promise to quit worryin' yer pretty head 'bout me! you hear me? hey... you forgive me, honey? hold yer horses now, woman- you ain't checked me all over yet! how 'bout takin' a little looksie in this pocket right here... reach around. don't get too carried away, now! or, do- heh, you'll hear no complainin' from me! ❜ there's a pretty little heart brooch waitin' to be found- nowhere near big enough to match up to her own affection and sentiments. still... hopefully it's a start, ain't it? and a sorry. yet another one. gotta do better- do right by this woman. bring her gladness far more often than sadness!
Sadie my beloved (I'm soooo lesbian for her)
My fave character from Rdr2:
I drew her standing in the flames, with her horse. (My head canon is that her horse has gone through a lot of hard stuff like her but I'm pretty sure it isn't the case and it's probably that the coat is just not well textured in the game... but hey! I like the idea of the two of her continuing to live despite what happened to them...
Also the drawing is fuc***g red I need to figure out how to render n how to fix these colors, than I'll try to make this illustration again...
Sadie Adler - Red Dead Redemption 2 (2018)
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Do my eyes deceive me or do I see Sadie is back? :D
live reaction:
Here comes Abigail with tears in her eyes. " Saddie you IDIOT! Where the hell have you been?! I almost sent out a search party for you you damn fool! " She huffs, going straight to pulling her clothes away and feeling her body for wounds.
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❛ CHARMIN'! i missed ya too, darlin'! gimme some credit, won't ya, woman? yer not gettin' rid of me that easy! ❜ takin' and stilling those restless hands in hers with a squeeze and a smile. that touch and presence, this woman, warmin' her weary, achin' bones- all the way down to the marrow. like medicine. or, whiskey. more warmin' and welcoming than that first sip of coffee in the mornin'. or, a cig in the dead of night. takin' care to soften her voice before layin' a rough, calloused palm against that lovely, kind face of hers, touch featherlight. still holdin' tight to that hand in hers. world meltin' into nothin' around them. ❛ heh, you should see the other fools! i'm still in one piece... see? i ain't goin' nowhere, abigail... so, don't you go cryin' now, you silly woman! breakin' what's left of this old heart of mine...! ❜ don't ever wanna see those pretty blues all full of tears- 'specially on her account. not when the woman's dried so many of her own. always there for her... always so damn kind.
em emerges from her cave to kiss sadie on the cheek and skedaddles away....,,,,
(IT'S SO NICE TO SEE YOU ON THE DASH AGAIN FRIEND!!!!)
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❛ AND JUST WHERE d'ya think you're goin', lady?! get back here and gimme some more of that sugar, ma sweet! ❜ throwin' her arms 'round that pretty neck of miss emily's and pepperin' it fondly with a bunch of kisses, 'fore movin' on to the crook of it and her collarbone, gigglin' like a damn schoolgirl all the while. sure as shit not hidin' her steadily reddenin' face or anything...! good lord... what has this woman done with her?!