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/ i hate myself for the amount of times i’ve changed his fc but goddamn
/ i hate myself for the amount of times i’ve changed his fc but goddamn
your hands sure are sticky.
thought i told ya not t' show your face 'round these parts. do i gotta give lorgan another message?
[ adwin is not the one to intimidate, not now nor ever. since the early days in the collective & since he could remember, he was lorgan morvellan’s sharp edge— the knife sent to pierce through skin, not to kill. a loudmouth with the rage & drive for the rivalry against @mospelgo —the man he once called his brother; he knows what cobb vanth is capable of & his words only make him halt ] yes, /sir/. [ a mocking salute & he turns around, but the silence doesn’t last long. at cobb’s last words, adwin chuckles ] what was that? you’re beggin’? that’s more like it— but /don’t/ .. don’t bring jo into this. / HOT DAMN COBB
you— * for the first time since that stranger entered his town & shot down the deputy, cobb freezes. any other time & he would have shoved adwin away, maybe shot him in the foot for good measure. now, however, there is little else he can do aside from step back, trigger finger twitching over his blaster. his voice grows dangerously low. * you shut your mouth. you tell movellan if he shows up here i'll make sure he don't leave. or d'ya want me t' carve it into your face so ya don't forget, charu? get outta here. leave the town alone. leave jo alone. leave /me/ alone. ( ... ) 'm beggin' ya.
ya heard me. [ adwin charu & his challenging nature will get him killed, he knows. he’s heard everyone warn him about it— but there is one twisted truth to it: it makes life a bit more exciting to live ] nice warning. but we ain’t asking, [ he gives a step forward towards @mospelgo ; he’d be damned ] we know your heart stopped for good— how much time were you out? lorgan ain’t afraid to come shoot you on your /good/ shoulder. so /watch/ it, yeah?
put your hands where i can see 'em, stranger. / hehehe. hehehehehe.
yeah— not dead .. /yet/ [ he jokes, eyes squinting as he follows @deputied line of sight ] that’s a .. oh no, [ he climbs off the rock he was standing on, heading towards the open field ] the hell is a fathier doin’ in tatooine?
hey, you're not dead, are ya? you're fine. * hands come to rest on her hips, & she smiles up at the other, nudging him in the shoulder. * the kriff is /that/? is it dead? awe, poor thing. :(
kriffin’— /jo/, [ he lets out a relieved chuckle, hands lowering as he turns to face @deputied ] don’t scare me like that. i thought i was /dead/.
i thought i’d find you here.
@nomadsIand oh. heh.. well, d’you need more spare parts? ‘ve got nothing since last week.
i need your help.
/ twirls
that's my table, charu.
uh-huh. then go n' sit somewhere else. 's my table. * why he gets so defensive over a table would be unknown to even the best detectives. cobb takes the bottle of spotchka from taanti with a quiet word of thanks, & he stalks back over to his table, drumming fingertips against the surface. * you're gettin' awful dumb, huh? i'll let it slide today, but you ain't welcome back here no more. we've been through this.
.. right. [ an eyebrow raises as he looks up at @mospelgo ; licking his dry lips as he leans back on his chair ] i’m /waiting/ for someone. not you, though. don’t get your hopes up.
adwin! adwin, hey, wait up! what's goin' on?
nothing. [ his expression softens as he stops on his tracks to turn to her, a reassurant smile on his lips ] trust me, aye? it’s nothing. just— vanth’s not that happy that i, uh… took something.
you sure? you never gotta— * a frown tugs at her lips, then, & jo meets his gaze, scrutinous & wary. * what'd you do? adwin—
@sunswallowed i, uh— nothin’! nothing! i just gotta … leave in a hurry. i’m sorry, starlight—
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