Paco Valdez
As you mull over whether or not you should indulge the saucy though troublesome little minx in her bold request, a lone coyote's distant howl breaks the oppressive silence of the desert night and sends icy chills dancing down your spine. Just then the clouds above part theatrically, almost as if on cue, and a brilliant full moon is revealed to be looming overhead when you blurt out suddenly; "How in the hell did you know to find me her?" An owl hoots somewhere nearby as if to agree with you asking that long overdue question.
Claire smiles, her eyes sparking mischievously in the dazzling moonlight and the playful flickering of the distant campfire's enchanting orange flames. You've never been much of a romantic, but the way she looks right now makes you want to run down to the nearest chapel and marry yourself to this girl before another second goes by. But you're thinking crazy right now. Maybe you need some sleep. Maybe Gus' whiskey is playing with your head, that Kentucky bourbon he always seems to have handy is something fierce.
Claire clears her throat, bringing you back to reality. She peers at you quizzically. "You didn't exctly hide your trail, now did you?"
But you don't exactly hear her words, so distracted are you by her full moist lips and that cute little way she bites at her lower lip. She takes note of your undisguised obsessive stare. "What?" She asks.
"Uh..." You stammer coyly. "I was just thinkin'."
Claire arches an eyebrow, making her look sexier than ever. "About what?" And she licks her full, lush lips in a teasing way.
"Nothing..." you cover.
"What is it?" She asks, leaning in closer so that you catch the intoxicating scent of her perfume in the air.
"Nothing," You say a little louder, trying to shake off the growing infatuos emotions rising within you. "I'm just curious about one thing," You say to her. "What the hell is wrong with you if you are willing to turn your back on a powerful man like Paco Valdez to come after someone like me?"
"I'e been asking myself the same thing," She says with a mischevious smile. "Paco is a brave, but honorless man. I've been wanting to escape for so long now." She looks at you imploringly. "I've done okay for myself back in Fullton. Even Paco doesn't realize the power I have there. My point is, I can hold my own in this World, but I want to be with you."
"Alright," you concede. "I'll try and convince Gus and Annie." Which is easier said than done, you think. Timing is everything, you decide as you make your way back to camp with Claire not far behind you. Gus is sleeping soundly while Annie, on the other hand, is sulking by the fire, her eyes fixated ahead in a blank trance.
"Welcome back," Annie says coldly. "I see Paco's whore will be sharing camp with us, then?"
"That's right," You tell her.
"But I'm actualy this guys 'whore' now," Claire says, laying a hand on your sholder. Annie actualy laughs at this and Gus rolls over in his sleep. You often wonder just how asleep Gus is.
Maybe this would be the best time to talk them into bringing Claire along with you. Then again, maybe it would be best to talk in the morning when everyone isn't so tired...
Claire smiles, her eyes sparking mischievously in the dazzling moonlight and the playful flickering of the distant campfire's enchanting orange flames. You've never been much of a romantic, but the way she looks right now makes you want to run down to the nearest chapel and marry yourself to this girl before another second goes by. But you're thinking crazy right now. Maybe you need some sleep. Maybe Gus' whiskey is playing with your head, that Kentucky bourbon he always seems to have handy is something fierce.
Claire clears her throat, bringing you back to reality. She peers at you quizzically. "You didn't exctly hide your trail, now did you?"
But you don't exactly hear her words, so distracted are you by her full moist lips and that cute little way she bites at her lower lip. She takes note of your undisguised obsessive stare. "What?" She asks.
"Uh..." You stammer coyly. "I was just thinkin'."
Claire arches an eyebrow, making her look sexier than ever. "About what?" And she licks her full, lush lips in a teasing way.
"Nothing..." you cover.
"What is it?" She asks, leaning in closer so that you catch the intoxicating scent of her perfume in the air.
"Nothing," You say a little louder, trying to shake off the growing infatuos emotions rising within you. "I'm just curious about one thing," You say to her. "What the hell is wrong with you if you are willing to turn your back on a powerful man like Paco Valdez to come after someone like me?"
"I'e been asking myself the same thing," She says with a mischevious smile. "Paco is a brave, but honorless man. I've been wanting to escape for so long now." She looks at you imploringly. "I've done okay for myself back in Fullton. Even Paco doesn't realize the power I have there. My point is, I can hold my own in this World, but I want to be with you."
"Alright," you concede. "I'll try and convince Gus and Annie." Which is easier said than done, you think. Timing is everything, you decide as you make your way back to camp with Claire not far behind you. Gus is sleeping soundly while Annie, on the other hand, is sulking by the fire, her eyes fixated ahead in a blank trance.
"Welcome back," Annie says coldly. "I see Paco's whore will be sharing camp with us, then?"
"That's right," You tell her.
"But I'm actualy this guys 'whore' now," Claire says, laying a hand on your sholder. Annie actualy laughs at this and Gus rolls over in his sleep. You often wonder just how asleep Gus is.
Maybe this would be the best time to talk them into bringing Claire along with you. Then again, maybe it would be best to talk in the morning when everyone isn't so tired...