Bad Blood // Micah Bell (Red Dead Redemption 2 Story)

10 - Saviour

In the afternoon, Natasha and Kieran headed out into Valentine. Natasha was on Caprice whilst Kieran was on his horse, Branwen. They made small talk as they travelled, Natasha mainly stating that if he tried any funny business she will kill him.

Hitching up, they dismounted and walked over towards the general store, Kieran opening up the door for her as she strode in, tipping the brim of her hat to the cashier who looked at her in displeasure. "Not you again..." he huffed, still annoyed about their first meeting.

"Oh, aren't you kind?" She said flatly, grabbing the catalogue off the table and pushing it into Kieran's chest whilst she looked around casually.

"I'm not sure what to get..." Kieran muttered, skimming through the pages.

"Kid, it ain't a fashion show. Just grab a shirt and a pair of boots. I'm paying afterall."

Kieran nodded quickly and pointed to a blue shirt and a plain pair of riding boots to the shopkeeper who went into the back to receive his clothes.

Meanwhile, Natasha quickly opened up her satchel and stuffed some supplies in her bag, being quick enough to not get caught. Kieran stared at her as she shoved some canned salmon into her satchel but quickly waved at her to stop when he spots the cashier coming back.

She quickly closes it up and whistles casually and pretends to scan the shelves of food innocently.

Once paid, they leave the shop and Kieran looked at her in shock. "Why did you steal those things but pay for my clothes?" He asked whilst looking down at his new clothes that were now on his person.

"Guy's an idiot. Probably wouldn't have given me any change." She shrugged, hopping down the steps. She looked around as people pass her and Kieran by and smiled slightly.

"Hey," she says placing the hand on his upper back, "how about me and you go to the Saloon and get a drink or something? I think we both have earned it. What do ya say?"

Kieran simply nodded, not seeing a reason to say no. She may also drag him in by all means anyway if he did refuse

She smiled and pushed on his back slightly as they headed to the Saloon that was situated next to the general store. She pushed the two doors open and glanced around. As always, there were men playing poker and a man playing the piano, thankfully, quite well.

She suggested that Kieran should sit at a table in the corner of the room, just in front of the barber who was leaning against the wall, a cigarette in his mouth as he groomed his thick chops on the side of his face.

Natasha walked towards the Bartender and asked for two beers. He nodded and reached his hand under the bar to grab the beer but not before taking in her appearance. His eyes landed on her blue-button up shirt and black ripped jeans, clearly shocked to see a woman dressed like that. In a way though, he did enjoy the view as his face was now eye-level with her breasts.

Noticing he was taking his time to get the beer, she looked down at him and scoffed in disgust to see him staring at her chest with pleasure making her lean over the bar grabbing him by his white apron and bringing him up to her face.

"Two beers. Please." She ordered again, this time with a stern voice. He looked away from her embarrassed and quickly placed the beers onto the bar.

She let go of him, making him stumble backwards before tossing him $2 and walking back over to Kieran.

"Men are unbelievable sometimes." She muttered as she placed the two bottles down as she took a seat opposite him.

She looked to his face to see his eyes cast to the side, his mouth ajar. She followed his gaze and of course, his eyes landed on two working girls, leaning against the wooden beams by the stairs. Their breasts were almost popping out of their blouse and their hair was neatly braided.