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[deadmansgun]

“I just want to help you, but you clearly don’t want me to.” ( Sean // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )

Unprompted Asks || Always Accepting

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

That's what everyone was saying to him, especially Hosea, he was already trying to steer him into being a father, a father to a child that he didn't even believe was his, at least not fully, but he didn't know for sure. What he did know, was that everyone should just stay out of his family business. He was sick and tired of everyone that trying to tell him what was right and what was wrong. What did any of them know about raising a child the so-called proper way.

[{ ✘ }] - "That's what everyone is sayin'! That they wanna help, when all it is, is just, everyone tellin' me to settle down and be a father. It ain't that simple! It ain't ever been that simple!" He exclaims, anger clear in his tone, he was beyond sick of it all at this point. This life was part of him, who the hell were they to tell him who and what to be?

[{ ✘ }] - "An' what the hell would you know about this? Yer still young, you ain't gonna be able to understand a damn thing bout my situation.."

[deadmansgun]

@untodeath​ || Pre-Plotted Thread 

Things had only just started recently, and they were already forced to change camp locations again, after staying at Horseshoe Overlook for a small amount of time, now they had to move because of the event in Valentine, no one expected Leviticus Cornwall to retaliate, this fast too. But at the same time, it wasn’t too surprising, money and power could corrupt anyone, and when a greedy man’s wealth was threatened even a little bit, of course they would strike back, even if the amount would barely put a dent in his wallet, the need for more never stopped, it was just as Dutch said, man really had cast aside their own just for an appetite for more, it was sickening, but that was unfortunately just how the world was these days.

Fast forward to now, it had been a few days since they moved to their new camp here at Clemens Point. Despite everything, this was by far the most beautiful piece of land they had set up camp in thus far, there was a gorgeous lake to look at, the tree’s and flowers around added to the beautiful camp, so far everyone else really seemed to love this place, and there was a lot to love about it, John only hoped that the gang would be able to stay here for a decent time, especially with the all the positive feedback on this location, it would be a shame to have to move too soon.

Unfortunately, the absolutely stunning environment around them, wouldn’t change things much, at least not in John’s point of view anyway. Earlier, he had gotten into another argument with Abigail about the usual crap, why the hell couldn’t she just ease up a bit? It was like she always had this seemingly daily goal of kicking him into the dirt with insults whenever she was angry with him about something, something that happened far too often and John was sick of it. For most of the morning, John avoided everyone in camp and just sat in thought by the water, at least this camp had a lake, it was one of the best places to sit when wanting to just clear your head. Finally, when afternoon came, John’s mood had shifted, he was content, but still not very happy, and people could see it on his face. 

John needed to blow off some serious steam, so he asked Dutch if there was any available work, and much to his luck, there was. Dutch went onto explain that there was a homestead that was home of a retired lawman, one who was particularly well known for putting away some of Big Valley’s biggest and toughest criminals. This man was said to have a lot of money saved up in his life savings, so this was bound to be a decently big score.

It was a cabin located deep in Grizzlies East, it wouldn’t be easy though, word had it that this man had hired some armed guards to watch over his place, especially since he had such a large amount of cash put away. John was excited, although when he found out that Arthur was the only one available, John couldn’t help but roll his eyes, sure he was grateful to have someone like Arthur having his back with this, but at the same time, he knew Arthur would just belittle him like he always did, and with the argument with Abigail earlier still fresh in his mind, he didn’t need this crap, but oh well, he had already agreed to the job, no choice but to take the verbal punches Arthur would throw at him, nothing new here.

Waiting for Arthur to join him on the walk to the horse hitching posts, he fell in step with him as they began to make their way to the horses. John was going to lead the way, he was the one who had asked to do this job in the first place, so Arthur would have to follow his lead whether he’d like it or not, and more than likely, it was the latter, but that was just how it was, he didn’t care, he just wanted to do this job already.

[{ ✘ }] - “So yer joinin’ me? Must be my lucky day.” He greets him, very obvious sarcasm in his tone, he had a feeling Arthur’s crap, would only make his mood much more better. With that, he begins to walk towards the hitching posts, expecting Arthur to follow behind him.

[deadmansgun]

An Even Quieter Time ||Closed/Pre-Planned||

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins​ (Sean)

It was a quiet mid to late afternoon at Clemens Point. It had been a few days since the Train Robbery job John had cooked up. They had borrowed one of Cornwall’s Oil Barrels in order to force the train to a stop. Things had seemed to be going well. On the crew was himself, Arthur, Charles and Sean who invited himself along when he wasn’t even taking part in this job to begin with, though doubtful of his help, John could at least respect him being extra manpower, though not too much of it, it did count in some way, maybe for the sense of having an extra gunman, but beyond that not really.

About an hour ago, John had gotten into another petty argument with Abigail like he often did. Why did she never understand his doubts? Why did she always belittle him? He only wished he knew why, maybe she would never understand, he didn’t know, but all he did know, was every argument, she always made him out to be the problem when she was the one who seemed start the fight in the first place.

John needed some kind of distraction, some work to blow off some steam would be perfect right now. Unfortunately though, there was none yet since they just had one three days ago, when asking Dutch if he could go looking for work, he refused saying it was still to close to the last job, it was too risky to potentially attract heat. It was disappointing, but he understood, much to his dismay, he reluctantly returned to the the table he had previously been seated in. Dutch suggested taking a day to relax and enjoy a drink at the saloon in Rhodes.

He thought about it and was going to decide not to, when the cheery familiar young Irishman spoke to him. John was a little surprised that Sean would ask him of all people, although at first a little hesitant, it was Sean mentioned something playfully about Irishmen being able to handle their drink better than a Scott(Since John had some Scottish in his blood). It was that line that pushed John to accept, even though he knew he was in for a whole gaggle of stories from the other. A nod as he gets up from the chair.

[{ ☠ }] - “I just need a break from here... if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be comin’ along.”

He often thought of Sean as a playful annoyance more than an Outlaw. But maybe, just maybe, this little outing would let him see more of what kind of kid he was. Well, that or he’d see what Arthur had to often deal with on a daily basis since Sean seemed to get more of a kick from pestering Arthur.

He walked with him to the horses and mounted Old Boy giving him a few pats on the head to let him know they were on the go again.

[{ ☠ }] - “So, why pick me? When you coulda asked anyone else?” He wasn’t really upset, just curious to why.

[deadmansgun]

Positivity Meme || Always Accepting

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Things back at camp were too much right now, with everyone choosing sides and sticking with them with them, it was safe to say that things were falling apart fast. And to make things more chaotic, some of the gang had left during the night before. John didn’t blame them. If only they could all just turn their backs and leave, but with Dutch’s madness continuing to grow and climb, John knew that the very moment they would try, they would likely be shot dead by either Dutch himself or Micah. 

The following night, everyone was fast asleep, but John, like many of the days after he came back from Sisika, was having trouble sleeping, a repeat of the many since his return. After tossing and turning, he just couldn’t bring himself to drift off to sleep. His eyes would close, but no matter how he laid, he found sleep impossible. Maybe it was everything that was going on finally taking a bigger mental toll on Marston, and he was already stressed enough with everyone else pointing fingers at him and accusing him of being a traitor, there was a sense of uneasiness that would linger around camp now. A place that he could once call home, now nothing but a nightmare full of distrust and delusions of a false promise for sanctuary. 

Getting out of his tent, John changed out of his pajama’s and into his usual clothes, putting on his grey duster over his outfit since it was a little bit of a chilly night. After grabbing his Stalker Hat, John placed it on his head and took a look around. Everyone was sleeping, everyone except Arthur whom John saw sitting around the main campfire, he looked to be in deep thought, a feeling that was mutual with Marston as well. 

Silently, John joined him around the campfire a greeting nod before taking a seat on the log next to the other. Whenever they were silent, it was always a comfortable silence as opposed to how their relationship previously had been. It was a shame that it had taken all of this mess to repair their strained relationship. But as bad as things were right now, John was still grateful that they were able to finally make amends at all. Except now, Arthur was on borrowed time because of his sickness. 

He still remembered the day he told everyone about his TB. The thought of losing his older brother after reconnecting with him wounded him deeply, but John had to be strong, he couldn’t give into the sadness so easily. Before he speaks, John glances over at Itsuki who was sleeping peacefully in her tent that was next to Arthur’s. A sigh before he looks back at Arthur. Taking out a pack of premium cigarette’s, John offers the other one before lighting his with a match and proceeding to light Arthurs before shaking out the flame and tossing the blackened match on the ground. 

[{ ☠ }] - “Havin’ trouble sleepin’ too huh?” He asks whilst taking a drag of his smoke.

Whenever that fateful day would come, John knew because of Arthur’s nature, that he’d be true to who he was, a man of few words when it came to displaying affection or concern of another. With that thought in mind, John decided he would say what he wanted to right now so he’d be able to do as promised to his brother. To run and don’t look back. without any regrets.

[{ ☠ }] - “T’think, after everythin’ we did for em, all those jobs we did. Don’t seem like they mean much now..” 

Taking his smoke out of his mouth and pinching it between his two index fingers, he takes a deep breath, he gathered his words and plopping the smoke back in his mouth for another drag. He didn’t want to waste any time, tonight was the only peace that the brothers had seen through the past few days, so he wanted to use this chance to his advantage. 

[{ ☠ }] - “Arthur.. you..” A pause, why was this so hard? He shook it off and pushed himself to bring out his thoughts. 

[{ ☠ }] - “You’ve always had my back, even when we was on bad terms, ya still always came though for me.” A pause as he lets his thoughts ponder before continuing.

[{ ☠ }] - “Sadie told me, That it was you who stood up against Dutch when he decided t’leave me t’hang. Outta everyone else, you were the first t’go against him..”

Finishing his smoke, he chucks it to the ground and crushes it under his boot. One final deep breath and he prepares to express his thoughts to the other.

[{ ☠ }] - “Back in the earlier days, when we was still youngin’s. I pulled all those pranks on you because I wanted t’be like you. I always looked up t’you Arthur. An yer gonna say it’s a mistake, but. It ain’t a mistake t’me.”

Taking a few extra seconds to think back to his childhood, he continues.

[{ ☠ }] - “I never knew my folks much, never had a siblin’ cause my ma passed at birth... but after comin’ here, I finally got t’see how it felt t’have a brother..” 

A few silent nods followed after. Taking one last look around camp, he confirmed everyone was still sleeping soundly. John wasn’t the best in showing his appreciation, especially for everything Arthur had done for him, how would one possibly thank someone for all the things he’d been doing for him? Since they were the only two awake, John wanted to take a moment to truly show how much he meant to him. A bit hesitantly at first, John slowly moved forward and gave Arthur a heartfelt brotherly hug, probably the only one he’d give, but since Arthur’s time was running out, now was the only chance he’d get to show his true appreciation for the man that saved him many times. His dear older brother who had been lookin out for him all this time. It would be hard to see him go, but fate couldn’t change what would eventually happen..

[{ ☠ }] - “Thank you Arthur, for everythin’ you’ve done for me, for my family. You’re the best brother a fool like me could ever ask for.. I’m gonna miss ya.” A follow up couple pats on Arthur’s back before he pulls away and fixes his hat straightening it.

John was slightly embarrassed for being so sentimental, but this was the only time he could do it so openly. He quickly cast his head downwards a bit to hide his face, this wasn’t like himself and John knew it. But he had to say it, this would probably be the only time he could as Arthur’s sickness would get worse everyday. So aside from being a bit embarrassed, he was glad he had the chance to spill it all out.

[{ ☠ }] - “You really are a good man Arthur, even if you can’t admit it yet...” 

With that, John turned his back and walked off heading back to his tent. Now that he had said what he wanted, he had no regrets, he would be able to stay strong for Itsuki when Arthur’s time would come. And John would definitely have to be strong for when that time would come. He looks back over his shoulder at Arthur one last time before disappearing into his tent to again attempt sleep.

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“Well well well, at last I get the privilege of meeting you. Arthur Morgan. I’ve heard lots about you. John’s said a lot about you too. And I agree with everything he says.”

“I’ve always been a big fan of Red Dead Redemption, so when I saw the trailer for the second game, man I was stoked. It was great to see John again, but I gotta say, you filled in the role of main protag perfectly. And everything you went through, every situation you were in, you kept your cool even in the most intense situations.”

“You were this cold hardened Outlaw who didn’t have many morals, only to become this man that’s wise, caring and always putting others before yourself. The moment you began your path to redemption, you had me cheering and hollering for ya the whole time. It was a whole new experience for me.”

“It takes a hell of a lot of courage to accept yourself for who you were after, and watching your journey, seeing you push yourself to help everyone despite your limits was probably one of the most amazing and incredibly inspiring things that stood out to me.” 

“I want to personally thank you for taking care of John and the others, what you accomplished was no easy feat. Especially with your condition, you did you’re absolute best, and I commend you for such a great accomplishment. You probably get this a lot, but you truly are a good man, a gentle soul in disguise, and it shows for all you’ve done.  It takes SO MUCH to accept your mistakes and try to correct them, you’re story was a truly motivating one, and it’s one I will always keep near and dear to my heart.”

The mun would pull out his hard copy of Red Dead Redemption 2 with a sharpie marker and holds them out to the Cowboy.

“Mister Morgan, I’d be honored if I could get your autograph on my copy of RDR2 :) “

“Pretty please with a cocaine gum on top?? :33″

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Heya Rory, I hope you’re doing well. My friend, you were the very first Arthur to follow me and show interest in interacting with My Johnny boy, it may have seemed small, but I was so happy when ya followed back and even more excited when when we started our threads together. Even though we’ve only done a couple replies thus far, I already love our threads very much!

 I’ve actually seen you around tumblr a few times before I created John. I checked out some of your threads, and you’re writing was the very first thing that blew me away first glance. 

You describe each situation, expression and movement amazingly in great detail. John was my second muse who spoke in a western manner, but when you make Arthur speak, I hear his voice in full because you nailed his manner of speaking perfectly. That was def a bit of a challenge for me at first, but it was the way I saw you deliver that helped me get a better idea on western mannerisms. So I have you to thank for helping me get a much better idea on how to bring it out.

And another thing I HAVE to mention is your incredible passion for Arthur. I know it’s been hard to bring Arthur out lately and I do get it, muse comes and goes sometimes, I been there buddy. But I want you to know, that seeing your Arthur in action always inspires me to bring out more and more in John. All the passion and love you have for good ol’ Arthur really shine’s brighter than a star. You are truly a very excellent and inspiring writer. 

It’s not often I meet many fellow Canadian rpers, but despite us only talking a few times for the moment, I’ve very much enjoyed them and look forward to many more chats and future rp’s with you.

Have a good evening eh? :p

[deadmansgun]

|| Prompted Ask ||

  @bad-man-morgan​​ sent :  Tired eyes glanced over to Marston before they returned to their newly lit cigarette, and their owner took a drag before exhaling a small puff of smoke. Arthur didn't bother to break the silence; he sort of enjoyed it, really-- the fact that the two of them could just bask in each other's presence 

It had been a long road to get to where they were now, and while everything seemed normal on the outside, while on the inside, thing’s weren’t normal at all. Everyone in the group was beginning to divide apart and take sides. Some would choose to remain with Dutch still blind by what they likely wanted to believe. Dutch wasn’t right anymore, he was listening to Micah who was likely the number one reason for his change, but Dutch, was too far gone from reasoning. It was always one more then one more and so on.

They had lost a lot of people, so their group was significantly smaller now, and falling apart each day. Lots of terrible things had happened as well, but through it all, at least two good things happened because of it. During his time while detained in Sisika waiting for the day he was supposed to be hung, he did a lot of thinking, he realized where he went wrong with Abigail and Jack, he’d been bad to his family and now he knew how important they were to him.

And aside from that, the relationship between him and Arthur had finally been mended, it was a shame that it took drastic measures for it to happen, but they both saw that Dutch losing it, giving in and listening to Micah’s lies that were likely the cause. Standing around the second campfire trying his best to ignore the dagger-eyed glares from those on Dutch’s side who believed that he was the suspected traitor when he wasn’t at all. It was sad say it, but this likely meant the Van Der Linde Gang was finished.

Hanging around in silence, John lit his own cigarette with a match, shook out the flame then tossed it to the ground before taking a drag. The silence between them is peaceful, but John speaks up first knowing Arthur probably wouldn’t break the silence.

A drowned out sigh.

[{ ☠ }] - “I’m gittin’ tired of this all Arthur, the glares, sleepin’ with one eye open t’make sure I ain’t killed in my damn sleep!” A shake of his head as he takes another drag of his smoke.

[{ ☠ }] - “All them goddamn years, just for it t’end like this.. who the hell woulda though huh?”

[deadmansgun]

Itsuki’s Day Out ||Drabble for a friend||

Everyone has bad days, I’ve def had plenty in my time like we’ve all had. 

I noticed my friend @yukikorogashi​ is having a bad day, despite our talks a few times in the tags and the few messages in between, I don’t feel I’m close enough to talk about issues and such yet. But I wanted to write this little drabble for ya in hopes of bringing some kind of positive outlet in your day/evening. I’m also tagging @matteredloyalty​ bc his Arthur is in this :3

I’m not sure when you’ll see this depending on tumblr but;

Beckowsky. I know we haven’t really spoke ooc much, but I hope you enjoy this piece of writing and it brings some kind of shine to your day/night.

PS: Please don’t mind my take on Arthur and Itsuki for this lil drabble, I def can’t be as on point as you two with your muses~ Its a quite long, but only bc I tried to make it as adorable and precious as possible. 

Please enjoy and I hope you have a better day tomorrow bc you deserve it!

It had been a typical day like any other. It was about the second week since they had moved here to Clemens Point, a truly beautiful location for camp that everyone seemed to enjoy very much. It was nice that a good spot for camp would make a big difference in the morale of everyone. Despite positive moodlet, there was still this stinging tension he could feel from Abigail, her glare burning an imprint on his mind. 

He didn't feel like an agruement right now, he wanted to keep the peace, and a verbal disagreement with Abigail would defiitely disturb it. Whenever John was like this, everyone left him alone, but Itsuki never let his mood ruin her from coming to see him, and he didn't ever take his anger out on her or anyone within camp, he tried not to anyway. As he sat there thinking about things, arms would hug him from behind making him look up

. "I found you John broooo~" 

She playfully speaks, her cheery personality bringing a small smile to his face.

"Lil Itty! how's it goin' sweetie." 

"Y’should come with me and Arthur bro, we're going out fer today." She suggests, full of energy like she always was.

"Ya don't need me t'come along t'have fun. You two can go ahead." His answer generates a small pout on her face, she could tell something was on John's mind. With a nod, Itsuki had made up her mind, she would bring John along no matter what, she knew that a day away from camp would help him.

"But ah want you to come too! An ah'm gonna make ya come along." Itsuki would then grab John's right hand with two of her hands and began to attempt to pull him up to his feet.

"Hey what're you doin'?" He asks with a light chuckle  She would continue to try pulling John up, and surprisingly, he would feel her manage to pull him up off the chair a little bit.

"Okay alright, I'm comin' I'm comin'." He says with a chuckle. he gently takes back his hand and holds them up playfully in defeat while Itsuki's eyes seemed to light up at his answer. Not long after, the sound of boots walking towards them as Arthur approached the two.

"There ya are Itsuki." Greeting her with a smile before he looks over at John, his smile fading. "Arthur bro! John bro is comin' with us!" She chimed, a bit more cheery with John's agreement on joining them.

Arthur looks at Itsuki then back to John. "We're just havin' a day out, not huntin' wolves." 

He says, looking directly at John as he said that, John just scoffing lightly, he expected some kind of comment from Arthur, their relationship was still a bit strained due to last year, but John had learned to ignore any insults that came his way.

"Huntin' wolves." He repeated. "Real funny Arthur."

"Ahhhhh I'm just jokin' relax." He says with dismissive wave of his hand, Arthur was still a little lacking in respect for John, and he knew John knew it. Despite that, they seemed to be able to get along for the most part. "Yay! Let's get goin' bro's!" She exclaims, already rushing to the horses out of excitement.

"C'mon then John, make sure ya keep up. Don't want ya endin' up wolf food again." One last jab at him before he goes to join Itsuki near the horses. John just nods a few times, every single joke aimed at him involving wolves, he'd heard it all so this kind of thing wasn't new, especially from Arthur. Brushing it off, John joined the two. John mounted Old Boy while Arthur mounted Vic. Itsuki didn't have her own horse yet, but they'd likely take care of that after the next job that paid well, so for now, Itsuki got on Vic behind Arthur. With that, they were on their way.

After they left the area around camp, John already felt better, he could understand now why Arthur enjoyed being outside of camp often. Peace and quiet but also free from any problems there, almost like an escape so they could come back with a clear head and be ready to work.

"So where we goin'" 

John asks Arthur as they ride alongside each other on their horses, Itsuki holding onto Arthur for the ride.

"Was thinking one of them hillsides around Grizzlies East. Why?" 

From Clemens Point, the ride to Grizzlies East would be quite a long ride, there had to be another place just as nice as the place they were going. "That's a pretty long trip, I know another place closer by, just as beautiful."

  Arthur narrows his eyes at first, he would let John take the lead, he just hoped John wouldn't get them lost. "And exactly where would that be?" 

"This hillside cliff area I found just past Flatneck Station, it's just across from The Heartlands." John replies, surprising Arthur a bit that he was able to remember a location.

"Alright then, just make sure you don't get us lost." "I know where I'm goin'." Was all he said in response.

The ride was peaceful, and since the location they were going was closer, the ride ended up being a bit shorter. the trio passed Flatneck Station and just the far left across from the center of the Heartlands was the Hill John had mentioned. The horses managed to manover their way up and once up top, the three were greeting with an amazing view of the landscape as well as the Dakota River, the sunlight reflecting and sparkling in the shine of the sun. Itsuki's eyes lit up at the view, it really was an amazing view.

"Okay, not bad Marston." Which was probably the best he'd get from Arthur as a compliment.

"Dis place is amazin' bro!" She looked on with wide eyes admiring the view. "It is ain't it? Looked pretty plain t'me at first, then I saw this view and it took my breath away." John comments.

"But I'll show ya the best part." John joined Itsuki at the cliff, Arthur watching on with a raised brow.

"Oh? An' what's dat bro?" She asks, a curious tilt of her head. John arched his hands together over his mouth to sound louder.

"This place echoooooesss!" John shouts, his voice repeating his sentence as his voice bounced from place to place before fading, this would prompt a little giggle from Itsuki.

"Why don't you give her a shout?" John insists, and Itsuki excitedly took her turn. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to speak up.

"Echoooooooooo!" She exclaims, her voice now bouncing from place to place before it faded. "You can really belt can'tcha? I bet everyone over in Rhodes heard ya hollarin'." A light laugh from the little girl as she turns her attention towards Arthur now. "Arthur broooooo, yer turn~" She cooes playfully.

"Ah dunno, this kinda thing ain't really me." Arthur replies with a shake of his head. "Ahhh c'mon brooo!" 

"Yeah c'mon Arthur." John added.

A sigh of defeat as he gave into to John and Itsuki's pleading, taking a few steps closer to the cliff, Arthur took a deep breath and shouted. "Uh.. "

He clears his throat.

"ECHOOOOOOOO!"

His deep voice bounced from place to place, causing a large flock of birds to fly off in fear as his voice sounded out throughout the area before it faded, prompting a bunch of other animals to take off to. Itsuki laughed a bit looking at Arthur's face when he saw all the animals run away from his voice.

"Well, look at that." Arthur commented as he watched the animals run off.

“I think that sounded more like a lion..” John joked.

“Dat was a loud roar bro!” She adds, playfully going along with it

Their enjoyment of the cliff would become boring eventually, but John had a few idea's to keep this little outing fun. While Itsuki was distracted by the nearby flowers. John whispered to Arthur.

"Hey Arthur, remember that one time we were messin' around with our lasso's and ended up foolin' around with em all day?" He asked.

Arthur gives a few nods as he recalls it, one of the few memories they had together that was positive.

"Yeah I remember, what about it?" John points at Itsuki, it only took a minute for Arthur to catch on. "Itty c'mere for a minute. Arthur an I got somethin' t'show ya."

Hearing her name, she perked up and came up to her two bro's curious to what they were going to show her.

"Check this out." John widened the loop in his lasso and began swinging it around trick roping. He rotated the loop as he swung it around before beginning to do some tricks that went from swinging it around and guiding it around him before lowering it to the ground and stepping his foot inside and outside of the spinning loop quickly without getting tangled before finishing it off with John swinging the loop and jumping into the air passing through the loop. Itsuki watched his performance in awe, clapping and cheering for each trick that would be successful, John performance ended after he tossed the lasso letting it spin before stopping.

Next it was Arthur to do the trick that John always messed up on, the large looping tricks, Arthur always seemed to do better at them then he did. With a large loop, Arthur began by yanking the roping towards him, jumping each time it passed him through. Next, he swung the rope as the loop danced around him easily without getting caught or tangled on anything. Eventually, he would take John's lasso and his own, tie it up the make an extended loop, Arthur would take off his hat and hold it to his chest while still passing through the loop with a jump each time before ending it after jumping off a small rock and through the large loop of the lasso. Itsuki watched Arthurs performance amazed as what he was doing, she knew they were good with their lasso's, but this proved that they were much more skilled with them then she had thought.

She applauded

. "Oh mah gosh! dat was so amazin!'." Itsuki would run up to John and give him a hug to which he returned before running to Arthur to give him a long hug before looking back at the two.

"Thank ya so much fer showin' me all dat! It was really cool!" Itsuki had been overjoyed at the show they had just put on for her and only her. Itsuki didn't want to head back because she was having so much fun. After enjoying a meal by the campfire, the day had come to an end so John and Arthur began to tear down camp and get ready to head back.

Arthur began to put out the fire and get the horses ready while John went to find Itsuki, only to find her fast asleep looking up at the starlit sky. Carefully, John picked her up and carried her on his back bringing her back to the horses. 

 Arthur's expression softened a little seeing Itsuki sleeping peacefully.

"I guess she had a busy day huh?" John quietly commented.

"Yeah, even ah'm tired.."

"Well, we did mess around with them lasso's. Least it made her night though." John added. Arthur nods.

"Yeah, that's true." A brief pause before Arthur looked over at John. "Hey uh..John..thanks fer comin'. Made her day a whole lot more fun." Arthur never thanked John for anything, but when it came to Itsuki, he was glad to have someone else looking out for her other than himself, it gave him comfort knowing that whenever he was away from camp, that John would always be there to keep an eye on her.

"Glad I came, needed a nice day outta camp." Arthur mounts Vic and John gently places Itsuki on the horse behind him, she was really tired from today, evident by how she immediately nuzzled herself against Arthurs back as they began to ride off into the night headed back for camp.

“Oh and John..” 

“Yeah?”

‘If you tell anyone what you saw here tonight, yer gonna end up with knife scars ta add to yer collection.” Arthur made it very clear, his voice deep and low, tone completely serious.

“Uh....right got it.”

[deadmansgun]

@loyalrot​ || Arthur Morgan || Short Starter Call 

Due to his incarceration, John had no idea what had unfolded within the Gang. It had been about three days now since he had rescued by Arthur and Sadie. They’re timing couldn’t be any better, he had heard several guards talking openly about his planned hanging in the next few days, and John knew they purposely talked about in front of him as a way to mock him -- to try and make him believe that he would really die in a few days. Despite this, John did his best to stay strong, he refused to let them those guards break down his spirit. But after nothing for several days, he admittedly began to lose a little hope.

So when he heard the commotion beyond the gated walls of Sisika, and heard a familiar voice shouting threads, he knew he was saved. He should have known Arthur would have come back to get him, and Sadie was with him too. He was definitely happy to be back here, unfortunately, his return wasn’t really met with much excitement besides his family and the others in the gang he spoke to regularly. He still couldn’t believe Molly had told on them, but at the same time, it was hard to believe.

Today was a new day, and he hoped it would be better than the last few had been. While sitting around, Pearson had approached him and requested he go fishing as they needed food and it was much too risky to go into town. John wasn’t the best at it, so he decided to ask Arthur for help. He approached his brother with a nod of acknowledgement.

[{ ✘ }] - “..Alright Arthur?” He greets, trying to keep his mood casual despite all that had happened thus far.

[{ ✘ }] - “Pearson asked me t’do some fishin’. Said we need a good lil bit. Mind givin’ me a hand? Don’t think I’ll be able t’catch that much by m’self.”

[deadmansgun]

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It was a mid to late afternoon and Arthur and John were in the area around Colter, Arthur had found a Grizzly Bear that liked hanging around Barrow’s Lagoon just past Spider Gorge, there was also a rather large Moose too that was around the same area. Camp needed some more meat and since everyone else was busy, John was a little surprised when Arthur had asked to join him, but he understood at the same time, it was better to have another person with you when dealing with a Grizzly Bear, it was almost impossible to survive a bear attack. So John grabbed his black winter jacket and stowed it on the back of Old Boy before mounting up and following Arthur’s lead to their destination.

The ride was a long one since they were going to Colter all the way from Shady Belle. Upon they’re arrival at Barrow’s Lagoon, both the Grizzly Bear and the Moose was no where in sight, likely meaning they would come back later, but since it was a long trip, Arthur and John decided they’d stick around for a bit, they needed something to go back to camp with, they were in desperate need of some meat for supper, there was plenty of medicine, liquor and ammo already, now they just needed meat for the stew later.

After setting up a campfire and enjoying a cup of coffee, the two would sit there patiently watching a waiting. It was taking quite a while, John had gotten up to take a look with his pair of binoculars, still nothing. As he is about the put the binoculars away back in his own satchel, John suddenly feels something cold hit him in the back and break, watching the remnants of the snowball hit the snowy ground.

[{ ☠ }] - “Huh? What the hell Arthur?!”

 Instead of a response, Arthur just throws another, John dodged this time, noticing the smug grin of the others face, John just shakes his head with a smile, he reaches down and makes a snowball of his own and throws back at Arthur and the two Cowboy’s quickly get into cover their own cover and start a full on snowball war treating it like a full on shootout. John wasn’t expecting this, especially from Arthur, but he isn’t complaining but very glad Arthur was starting to loosen up a little.

[{ ☠ }] - “Arthur Morgan, I believe this is war!” He shouts back as the two engage in a Snowball Fight.