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⠀ ⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐬 ⠀ 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕. ⠀ 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒚 𝐦𝐞 . ⠀



back on the opposite end of his belt; where it rested. ❝ It don’ look like it matters if yer turned in warm re’ cold. What’s it gonna be? ❞

Indeed, yet I remain deeply grateful nonetheless. I shall not forget it. [ He wasn't used to receiving gifts; this was new. Pyre took the inscribed blade out of the cloth covering it, and there was a surprised look behind the golden helmet. ] Remarkable... This is entirely –

⠀ ⠀ hey, i'm a case of "didn't get to name myself." started doing this while i was a kid, saved a bunch of people of public menaces, and the name just... showed up and stuck! ( <= none the wiser, honestly. but if he had a nickel for every person he met who would eventually be

“,, well, now that ya’ mention it—“ he cut himself off. watching as the man tossed his piece in his direction. swiftly, 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦, catching it. “,, easyyy,” he huffed. “wasn’t easy makin’ this.”

( slurps loudly at the drink ) Want ya own?

( well now he’s grabbing at it. ) get your own then!

it’s not! ( he grumbles. moving to grab it back. )

making a so - so gesture with a free hand. lips pursed. “sometimes. but mostly for shootin’ folk that need shootin’. spinnin’ ‘em’s for when i wanna 𝑤𝑜𝑤 a person.” small smirk.