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"Fucking hell...Thought you'd gone...." |
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"I thought I was done for, those one's were real quick and real smart." He mused with a chuckle |
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"I'm gonna outlaw bounty hunting" She muttered under her breath |
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"Good idea, you'll save me and a whole lot of others." He mused, watching a figure swing over a fence. |
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Her eyes darted to the figure |
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Gale slowed as the figure approached, lowering their hood to reveal a young boy, extending his hand out to Kayla. "Ay, m'lady. Finally met this lad's lover ay?" He mused, nudging Gale with his elbow. "Your lad here is training me to fight and stuff like that, Gale shit and what not." He chuckled with a crooked grin. |
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"Emmet, Emmet Jones." He mused, shaking her hand before looking over at Gale. The man had a smug expression, Emmet grinning. "Oh boy, he's all up in his head again, can't wait to see what his idea is." |
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"I'm still so confused..." |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
