/ just letting you guys know, an individual who has been called out several times for being a weirdo creep who wrote arthur morgan, is back as arthur morgan. his @ is theprizepony.
₍ a sigh follows a frustrated turn as he beckons him to follow. ₎ arthur’s got somethin’ brewin’, gotta head into town for a couple’ve things. you’re comin’ with me.
dark orbs trail an approaching dutch, subsequently lowering his weapon from off his shoulder, slinging it’s strap across his back. “ hey, dutch. ” a singular motion is given as john turns to head into camp. →
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“ Well if it ain’t John Marston . ”
Dutch grinned , a chuckle followed , slow to ride in on the pale white Arabian .
“ Hope ah’ wasn’t missed too much ?
think the gang’ll like what I’ve gone n’ found out . ”
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a set of footsteps approach from behind; calm & announcing, as not to give off a threatening presence. spurs clink with each step ‘til marston halts just a few feet away. “ ophelia .. ”
/ i’d like to also note something, in case this were to ever occur, so this isn’t directed at anyone in particular! —— if you ship arthur & john, john & dutch, or arthur & dutch, please please please block me. that is all! ��
/ in case anyone is confused why: dutch is arthur & john’s father. which also makes arthur & john brothers. and believe it or not, i’ve seen arthur & john ships before, so i just wanna go ahead and say this now. 💔
₍ there’s caution with marston’s approach, but he saunters irregardless. stopping just before the tent’s entrance, he waits for @AB4ND0NS attention to be drawn to him before he decides to speak. ₎
/ been pretty tired lately, so i’ve been taking vp and sleeping! but i’m a little more awake now that i’ve slept all day. ♡ for a little starter! length will potentially vary :] !
₍ keeping watch with his rifle slung on his right shoulder, marston removes a cigarette from his pocket and lights it, taking a drag. ‘til something catches his eye. seems the *𐍂𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𐍂 is finally back. ₎