Katherine "Kissin' Kate" Barlow (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ikissdhimbck) wrote2012-05-06 05:25 pm
ikissdhimbck) wrote2012-05-06 05:25 pm
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OOM: In the Stables with Brisco
It's a nice day at the end of the universe. Kate's been letting some of the stock out to graze, so the stable itself is fairly quiet.
She's moving between stalls, getting them mucked and freshening up the troughs. Beaut's whickering at her as she moseys to and fro, occasionally pinning her ears at the new stallion across the way.
The stallion who, as of a few minutes ago, has enjoyed his second green apple of the day.
She's moving between stalls, getting them mucked and freshening up the troughs. Beaut's whickering at her as she moseys to and fro, occasionally pinning her ears at the new stallion across the way.
The stallion who, as of a few minutes ago, has enjoyed his second green apple of the day.
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"My daddy passed away a few years back as well."
Given the pinched expression on her face, he might be able to gather that it wasn't by natural causes.
"Yours was a bounty hunter?"
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He's always careful to make the distinction. He cares about justice, but he knows plenty of bounty hunters who don't have such noble aims.
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Her brow furrows, confusion creeping into her eyes.
"I don't understand. Bounty huntin' — well, that makes you more of a vigilante than a lawman. If that."