⠀⠀ oh, this man’s stupidly charming. maw gapes open, revealing a toothy, wide grin.
“ then ’ya best keep yer promise n’ pour the drinks when i beat ’ya! ”
accelerating; let’s see how fast they can go!
"Ey, a bettin' man's a man worth keepin'."
A quick kick of spurs and he speeds up.
"Cuz thats a man who'll risk it all fer someone."
A sly wink (?) Kind of hard to tell since he has one eye.
⠀⠀ a pivot of feet, then a quick burst of energy; launched from the dust! he could go faster, but he keeps in tune with crook’s gallops.
“ ’ey, don’tcha have infinite whiskey? not fair ta make that bet!” lengthy tresses jostle through the wind.
"Turnin' down a chance t'ride wit' me? Suit yerself there, Jackal."
A snap of the reigns and he's off! Directly into a cloud of dust. It really is the only method he uses to travel isn't it?
But he doesnt move far. Just a couple yards.
"If y'aint gonna keep up, drinks
⠀⠀ “ i ain’t no youngin’, but i ain’t knowing how to wrangle no horse either. ” examining the beast — tall and elegant, like one would expect.
“ prolly faster if i go on foot. no offense, but these lil pups’re made for speed. ” smacking his metallic leg.
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Much like his own party trick, the horse seems to appear through a cloud of thick dust.
"Well, don't got an extra horse. But wrangled me a fair share o'them un m'lifetime. Can't say ah wouldn't mind teachin' a young buck how to wrangled his first horse."
⠀⠀ “ y’got one saddled ’round here? ” this here cowboy’s new to town — he’s on a mission, of course. but a couple hours of fun would’ve hurt ..
looking left; looking right. irises glitter at the promise of a horse.
"N'what. Let a wily young folk charm his way into m'coat?"
The hat is tipped back just enough, and a whistle shrieks through the air.
"Ah'll go. If we take a horse."
"Do no harm. . . The Hippocratic Oath is always. . . Troublesome."
Heart of Gold and Head of Bag.
An independant portrayal of Faust from Arc System Works' Guilty Gear
Brought forth from the mind of a #Caulrophile .