Red Dead Redemption: The Legacy [Rewrite]

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Sanity was placing some jewelry on Diablo's ram mask. Diablo's jeweled decorated, braided tail swishes back and forth as he does so. "Sanity! Here," Kieran walks over to him with a tonic in his hand. Sanity stares at Kieran blankly. "E-Elisa said Diablo needed some of this horse medicine a-and she wanted me to give it to you," He says nervously. "Why would Diablo need horse medicine?" Sanity retorts. Kieran chuckles sheepishly. "Uh, w-well, she said that h-he's not immortal," Sanity stares at him in silence. His icy blue eyes shifted to the black haired woman placing tonics by Strauss' wagon. "Hey, Old Girl! Come down here! Come show us this creek you've been pissing in. Hey, you don't look too rosy there, old friend. I thought this warm weather would–," "My days of looking good are long over, Dutch," "Always dream crushing and bubble bursting. Come on, Hosea. Let's go fishing," Dutch says. "Sanity, my boy! Let's go fishing!" Sanity turns around to find his two dads and older brother on their horses. Sanity grabs the horse medicine from Kieran before mounting Diablo and following the others. "Why don't we just fish here?" Arthur asks as they take off. "There's a whole lake of 'em," "Because I need to get out for a bit. Me and the old guard," Dutch says. "Before any of them back there, there was us," "The curious couple and their unruly sons," Hosea chimes. "It feels good here. You done well finding this place, boys," "More Charles and Elisa than us," Arthur states. "It's like I can breathe again. Thick and soupy as the air is," "I was in this country with Bessie," Hosea reminisces. "Ah. It feels like a lifetime ago," "It was a lifetime ago. But what a life we have lived and what we have fought. Especially the three of you," "I hope so," Arthur states. "But now when things are desperate, we need to stick to the plan," Dutch exclaims. "Make enough money, then find somewhere no one will find us, where we don't have to hide," Dutch explains. "Eh, like where?" Hosea inquires. "I got some ideas hatching, but I need you with me, not against me. All of you," "'Course," Arthur says. Sanity nods. "But we do need money, so we need to keep a low profile, especially in the local town," Dutch states as they come across a sheriff waiting at the train tracks.

"Little Morgan, where's Sanity at?" Sean questions as I clean my guns. "Went out with Dutch and Hosea," He nods. "Has he.... Said anything?" I sigh in annoyance. "You expect me to tell you what exactly? That he's all lovey dovey at how you are at kissing? Or that he talks about you 24/7?" Sean chuckles. "So, he has been talking about me, eh?" He smirks. "Wipe that smirk off your face, Irish. Sanity is a man of few words. Why the hell would his few words include "oh Sean is such a good kisser!'" Sean scoffs. "I see what your problem is," He states, I sigh deeply. "Get out of my tent, Irish before you meet the end of this shotgun barrel," I state stoically. He laughs. "You're envious! You envy that he's found someone to love while you... have no one to love," His smirk widens as I stand. "What's going on here?" Karen asks. Sean chuckles as he walks away. "Irish bastard," I mutter to myself. "You shouldn't be causing more drama, Elisa. Especially not after Dutch just gave you a second chance," I glare at the blonde slut in front of me. "Who asked you, Whiskey?" She scoffs. "You're a real bitch, aren't you?" I stare at her with a deadly glare. "Yeah, turns out I am. Turns out Sean kissing Sanity has turned me into a real monster," I snapped. Karen gasps. "He what!?" I smirked. "Seems he prefers dick over sluts," She pushes me out of anger. "Karen!! What are you doing!?" Tilly and Mary-Beth come over to us, pulling Karen away. "Fuck you, you savage!" "What the hell do you think you're doing, Miss Jones! Get to work!" Miss Grimshaw exclaims. Tilly, Mary-Beth, and Karen walk off. "Are you alright, Miss Morgan?" Miss Grimshaw asks as she helps me up. "I'm fine," "With everything you do for us, I don't understand why people continue to berate you," Miss Grimshaw states. I smile at her. "I appreciate it, Miss Grimshaw. But I'll be okay. Karen doesn't scare me," She chuckles. "Always so tough, just like your father. You may not be his biological daughter, but you sure as hell have his personality," I smile as she squeezes my shoulder lightly before walking off.

Hosea, Dutch, Arthur, and Sanity make it to the lake after some excitement near Rhodes. They dismount their horses near a boat on shore. "Alright, this looks like a fine vessel," Hosea says. "Okay! Come on, boys. Let's get this boat in the water," Dutch says. The four of them push the boat onto the water. "I got a good feeling about fishing here," Hosea states. "Supposed to be some incredible sturgeon," The four hop into the boat. "Let me row. You boys are too old for any real labor. And Sanity's too lazy for any kind of labor," Arthur chuckles as Sanity flips him off. Hosea chuckles. "And you're too dumb for anything else," "You're still too quick for me, old man," Arthur states with a chuckle. Hosea flicks Arthur's hat. "I enjoy picking on children. Now get us to deeper water and pray for good luck and stupid fish,"