he’s out and about, getting some last minute groceries for the family and the gang of criminals back home. he carries them in his arms when he stops in his tracks, backing up and hiding behind the wall of the building he was by.
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⠀travis calmly stepped between limp bodies
⠀of once-armed messengers , making his way
⠀toward the tipped stagecoach and various
⠀members of his gang that awaited around it .
⠀of course , none had noticed that the 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
⠀had witnessed said robbery . not yet .
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there was someone else casing out the establishment for quite some time, however the man was looking at the place with a sense of yearning. sighing wistfully.
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⠀he's had his eye on this town's bank for days .
⠀so there he was , calmly watching from across
⠀the street . some light casing while his boys
⠀tended to some business elsewhere in town .
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STARTER CALL :
WANTED ! DEAD OR ALIVE !
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♡ this tweet for Jack to arrest your muse !
[ I will DM you to plot the crime and such . this can be as serious or as silly as you want ! ]
RT for exposure , please !