𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄
—— 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐲

. . . 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

@GATOUTOFHELL @SANTAILESO ��• 👀 definitely gonna make my gal an acct

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

@GATOUTOFHELL •• here’s my gal

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

@rambllngman Dried brims wrinkle, pressed into what could only be described as a thin line. The ridge of her brow follows suit. Curious, she were.

“I much prefer th’ lonesome quiet of the night rather then th’ bustlin’ of sunlight.”

A sharp, russet gaze would befall upon the man.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

Wool clad hands would tremble and shiver, searching for concealment in haste. The comfort they so desperately sought would be achieved within the pockets of her duster.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

“But then I wouldn’t get t’see that agitated face o’yers fixin’ me up.”

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

A swift gust of air caused her nostrils to swell; dried brims pressed into a thin line.

“Iff’in I’d stop gettin’ provoked, there wouldn’t be no reason I’d hafta keep comin’ t’you.”

Once her speech seemingly concluded, a muffled chirp slipped through. +

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

The discomfort and ever present stance of the art of skin sewing was constant. T’were a boon she’d earn from a back alley brawl and the end of a man’s knife.

Henrietta winced, that russet gaze faltered with each moment passed.

“C’mon Doc— don’t gimme that look…”

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

a whole damn group of desperados.” She offered a slight chuckle.

“I ain’t fixin’ t’tell y’ how to live your life, but— I’d get outta there while y’can. Seen the same happen to my riding group and look at me now, on the run.” Her arms were stretched at her sides, palms open.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

Her nasal’s swelled, chest inflated as she was collecting air. Not even a second later, Henrietta deflated.

“Th’ offer’s much appreciated, but I would’a never took it anyway. Given the events of my last posse and I… can’t say I’m to keen on +

[𝓐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 .ᐟ @driftingcowpoke]

so sure it’s any safer there , anymore. dutch is . . . well . . . ah , never mind all that. “

with a shake of his head , his free hand waved to dismiss the words.

“ if you need any help , just come find me. er . . . stir up enough noise and i’ll find you. “

[𝓐. @outlawreborne]

⠀
ABIGAIL ROBERTS

⠀

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

Henrietta’s on the hunt to claim a soul from her old posse.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

Gun-spinnin’, she’s quite the show off.

[Ｂａｍｂｉｅｔｔａ @The_Explosion11]

"𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟, 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕!"
☆ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍ
☆ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ & ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ
☆ ʟᴇᴡᴅ/ɴᴏɴ
☆ (ɴ)ꜱꜰᴡ, ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱʜɪᴘ
☆ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ!
☆ ᴅᴍꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴ!

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

An external sign of thought, empty, but still there.

“An’ no matter how far I run they always seems t’find me.”

In an attempt to dispel any further anxiety or stomach pain; she took another drag of her cigarette.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

“Sorry is damn right!” Arthur’s compliment spiked a semblance of bravado within the violent woman.

“If they’d just damn leave me alone, I wouldn’t hafta kill ‘em.” Henrietta shared that same sigh.

The cigarette was rolled between pitched digits. +

[𝓐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 .ᐟ @driftingcowpoke]

accompanied by smoke.

“ the damn law ; feels like every time ya kill one , two more take his place. it ain’t right.

goddamn roaches.

them bounty hunters , too.

sorry for any who stumble in front of your barrel. “

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

@rambllngman Many a night this gun-woman would ride. Most nights welcome danger, which she would assume this man was. Initially, anyhow.

Quite suspicious; Henrietta turned to face the rider. ��Howdy.”

A glance about the land and behind the man was done, in search of any additional men.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

Least her wanted poster will look good.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

She retrieved her own lighter, lighting the cigarette within her hand shield.

“Y’get used t’it.” Puckered lips vented smoke out.

“Guess them damn Pinkertons and lawmen caught up t’me.” An anxious chuckle tumbled through.

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

For a moment, she pondered on accepting the gratuitous offer. The ridge of her nose gee indentations — lips pressed.

“Th’ hell. Why not.” Henrietta reached out and pinched the filter before bringing the cancer stick to her lips.

“Oh yeah?” +

[𝓐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 .ᐟ @driftingcowpoke]

“ ah , they’re ‘round . . . what’s left of ‘em. t’morrow we might be someplace else. “

calloused digits retrieved a pack of cigarettes from his satchel , pulling a stick for himself before extending another in offering.

“ been seein’ some wanted posters with your face on ‘em. “

[𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 @maIIoyjoy]

One of a kind.