Young Guns: Wild West RP. (Accepting humans & animals of all kinds.)

[Jackkdaw]

"Yeah, well you'd best not be comin' back." Billy said, his arms still locked straight as he followed the man's motions with the aimed pistols. As the door slammed behind the man after he left, Billy slid the guns back into their holsters, immediately turning to Elizabeth. "No, no, you ain't got nothin' to be sorry about." He put a hand on her shoulder in a vain attempt at comforting her.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth wipes her eyes sadly. "I really am sorry. Ya hungry?" she stands up, wobbly, being so round.

[Jackkdaw]

"Don't be sorry. It ain't yer fault." He replied, removing his Stetson hat and setting it on the kitchen table. "You don't gotta cook me nothin', now, you just sit down." Billy insisted, gently holding her back by the shoulder.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth sits down with a heavy sigh. "I will fix ya dinner." she pushes the bangs out of her eyes. "so, how were your travels? I've never been more than a mile from here." she looks at him, curious

[Tanglemask]

The young pup saw her, the very pretty collie, wondering off up into the hills. Shilo was hesitant in following her, not wanting to leave her master behind. Though he was busy with his own things, she doubted that she'd be missed. Besides, she wouldn't be gone long. Her little legs chased ofter the older dog, admiring her coat. She didn't say a word, wagging her tail cheerfully with each step closer.

Trotting down the old trail, Rex flicked his hat up, looking up the sky. Curse the heat. Dehydration was getting to him and he could only worry for his horse, who was most likely not fairing any better than he was. The hope of finding a rest stop had vanished a long while back, once his water cantine ran out. His mouth was so dry now and heat exhaustion was getting to him. But his horse kept trudging on, trying his best to bring his rider to safety.

[Jackkdaw]

Billy pulled the chair out and sat down, shaking his head. "You ain't gotta fix me nothin'. You just need ta rest." He raised his eyebrows, resting his right arm on the table. "My travels?" he stared off for a minute, remembering flashbacks of his time in the town he spent the past six months in; flashbacks of him galloping Westwood full speed along side a moving train, and popping vault guards full of lead bullets to get to the gold. "My travels were-... pretty smooth." He smirked, chuckling a bit.

[daiseydd]

That's good. " Elizabeth smiles weakly. "I wish I couldve seen all those other places. And I will fix you dinner, just give me a minute to catch my breathe. I gotta go everything around here. He don't help, or do chores, or hunt for game. Just stays at the cathouse with the whores all day."

[Jackkdaw]

"Well, what do you need help with, then, miss? I kin stay around longer this time." Billy said, again holding her lightly by the shoulder to keep her from going to the kitchen. "You shouldn't be doin' all this on yer own. Not in your condition anyway."

[daiseydd]

Nothin right now. Ive got everything done for today." Elizabeth yawns softly. Her eyes struggle to stay open

[Jackkdaw]

"You tired? Might be best if you went off to bed." Billy suggested, slipping his hands into his coat pockets. "Don't you worry. I'll be right here in the kitchen if ya need me." He added with a nod.