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(Red Dead Redemption 2) Tulip is a gunslinger who's a 33 years old woman with few words, her name means nothing less and is nothing more. Willow is a young orphaned girl who's 17 and a victim of the cruel world of the wild west and is...
Tulip grunted, wiping off the bits of glass and mud from her face. No matter how tough she was, a hard ram through the saloon window can knock anyone's boots off.
Willow beside her helped get to her feet and Javier said, "Here, amiga." Lending Tulip's favorite hat to her, in turn, she gave a thankful nod.
"Pretty boah? Are you kiddin' me?" Arthur growled as the skies grew cloudy gray.
Tulip spat, dusting her clothes but it was no use as the mud and speckles of blood stuck to it. "Grimshaw and the ladies ain't gon' like the extra work..." Willow muttered to the side.
The townsfolk soon gathered around, encircling Arthur and Tommy, "You won't be so pretty when I'm done."
The fight was as messy as the dirt and grime and filth as the sky began to cry. Both men traded punches and heavy blows, giving each other nasty bruises, cuts on their chapped lips ripped open, blood and spit were spilled in this fight. "Kill that peabrain, Morgan!" Bill yelled, Tommy reminding Willow of him, just fatter, uglier, and reeked more of horse manure.
The big man gave a strong strike on Arthur's ribs, making him recoil and grunt a few steps backwards. "You okay there, Arthur?"
The said cowboy was crossed, but had a grin under that facade of his. "Yeah, I got this son of a bitch."
"Yer makin' a real fool of yerself!" Tommy headbutted him, then grabbed him, and sent him flying into the muck!
Tulip, having the ambition of stepping in herself, was held back by Charles. "This is a man's pride on the line. He can handle this." Both of them knew Tulip was more than enough to take a burly slow, idiot like Tommy. Both knew that she was only eager to beat him within an inch of his life for tossing her out of a window. However, Arthur was doing the job for her.
Once he started to thrash against the struggling man who was already on the ground, his head was bleeding out a disgusting, glistening red against the raindrops. Even the crowd began to lose their sense of fun as the fight slowly turned into a murder scene transpiring infront of them.
"Hey, stop that!" A moment of hesitation crossed Arthur's mind, but he still had a flash of searing anger in his eyes. He was like a machine, Tommy's head was already becoming malformed and his nose looked beyond broken. "Stop!!"
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Tulip rushed in, seizing her friend by the arms and a new frail, skinny man skittered in front of him (which was a poor idea; if it weren't for Tulip preventing the next punch). "P- Please, I beg you. Stop, come sir - you won the fight already, surely that's enough?"
