Russell cracks a smile then a laugh. Once he recovers, he says " That is what I mean. That would make so many poeple happy. This horse is a unique one. It does not behave like any horse that I have encountered. Where did you two meet?"
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Info about me:
Age:22
Sex: male
Country: South Africa
Rp likes: any
Fav singer/band: Tryhardninja
Fav Video game/s:
1: White knight chronicles 2
2: Dragon's dogma
3: Timsplitters Future perfect
4: Phantasy star portable 2
5: Lightning returns
Come and join me bitcoin mining at https://www.startminer.com/1760866
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Russell takes the food and eats it, a little dishearted. " It sounds like you are living out your dream. I actually envy you. My dream is to own a horse ranch. I guess it stems from when I was younger. I would enjoy watching the horses play in the paddocks on the farm where my dad worked. I always wanted to breed and raise them into horse that would one day entertain poeple. Not for work or battle. For splender and wonder."
Russell notices the lady from the day before. " Uhm. Hi again. I would like some breakfast." Russell sits down on the grass. "So what you did yesterday was quite spetacular. What choose this tough path where there are better one out there? It is bizzare to me that a pretty woman like youself would choose a life of hardship. I don't mean to offend." says Russell with sincere concern and intrigue.
"Okay, okay. Geez, give a break." Russell sits up, streches and stands up. "Whatever you want to tell me, I hope it is good and is not far for me to walk. If it is, I may need to ride you." Russell inspects the mare. " You sure are a beauty. You seem tamed enough, I guess by your behaviour but where is your saddle and more importantly, owner?"
It is getting dark fast for Russell "Okay. Want dead or alive. Wanted dead. Etc. I will start these in the morning." Russell stuffs the bounty posters in his pocket, searches for money and turn up a misealy couple of one dollar notes. "Damn. Well, Looks like I am sleeping on a bench tonight. I need the money for food." Russell finds a bench outside the post office. He takes off his coat and uses it as a pillow. He notices glares from some passerbys. He shoot a rude gesture every now and again. So what, he can not keep a job and has to live like a hobo. Life is not always golden.
"Damn. Where did she come from?" says Russell. He looks around at the hell she let loose. " Who ever pissed her off first must have been one unlucky son of a bitch. Well, goes to show. Dynamite come in small packages. There is no point for me, being here any more." Russell goes to his table, collects his hat and winchester rifle and leaves the tavern. "I think I need to learn how to break in a horse. But first, I need a job. Damn coach company for firing me. " Russell thinks for a bit. "I know. Bounty hunter." Russell heads to the sheriff's office for bounties.
Name: Russell "Russ" Pewtor
Age:32
Personality: Russell feels that he is not obligated to help out if he does not want to. Russ prizes his skills with a winchester rifle but is not that bad with a revolver. Despite his tough outward demeaner, Russell only wants to settle down and breed horses which is his passion.
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Age:32
Personality: Russell feels that he is not obligated to help out if he does not want to. Russ prizes his skills with a winchester rifle but is not that bad with a revolver. Despite his tough outward demeaner, Russell only wants to settle down and breed horses which is his passion.
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Russell sits at his usaul table for one. He snaps out his daydream about his non-existant horse ranch when there is fuss at the bar. He sighs and gulps down the last of his whiskey. His daydream was just getting good. He stands up and walks over to the girl in cowboy attire. While the other cowboys notice him approach her, they mutter either your death wish or show her whose boss. He sees the bartender with a bloody nose, looking at the lady in fear. "Good day Miss. Why, may I ask, do you have to hurt and scare him? He is just a weakling who does not better." The bartender glares at him, forgetting the women. Russell glares back with a "I will break your knees" look. The bartender gets the gist and forgets the two.
Jason opens his eyes slowly in fear of breaking the link. Thank you Drezin for the experince
Indeed I do. First, I am Jason. May I have your name or are you just Lucario? Jason smiles with his eyes still closed.
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