bullseye-stoddard

[bullseye-stoddard]

Bullseye smiled. He knew Jessie would never be sick of seeing him, just as he could never be sick of seeing her. He would walk through hell for her, as she would for him. And now, knowing that if they took this step, nothing could separate them was the best thing he could ever have imagined. Whatever downsides came with becoming a vampire would all be worth it to keep their little family together forever. Pete was right. There was no better way to do that, and Bullseye was completely on board for it now.

"Aw, I'm gonna miss your cookin'," he said, giving her hand a squeeze, "But obviously we gotta make some sacrifices." The thought of no longer eating any cooking, hers or otherwise, did seem strange, but even giving up steak forever seemed a small price to pay for them to all be together. "So, guess we'll be tellin' Pete we're in, an' hope that th' other boys feel th' same. But if they need a li'l convincin', I'll be more'n willin' t' tell 'em everythin' we jus' discussed. It jus' makes so much sense, I can't see how they wouldn't agree."

@belladonna-wright

Who Wants to Live Forever || Jesseye

[bullseye-stoddard]

There had been a time when winter had been a long, hard slog to get through. When his father had to make sure they had enough wood to keep warm, when the gang had to make sure they found a good enough shelter to hole up in during a blizzard, when the wind howled so fiercely it seemed the cold went right through you. Bullseye did still remember all that, but it had been a long, long time ago. Winter did not affect him like that anymore, and it was easy for him to forget that others still had to deal with the trials of the season.

When he heard a voice from the ground as he walked along, he looked down to see a guy practically immobilized by several layers of thick winter clothes, and Bullseye suddenly felt a little self-conscious about his own relatively light coverings. Hopefully if he leant a hand, the guy would not wonder too much about that.

"Hey, guessin' you're a li'l stuck?" he inquired, peering down at the other man, "Sure, I can give you a boost, no problem." He held out his hand. "Grab on when you're ready." Even though the guy seemed pretty large, it would take little effort for Bullseye to heft him up, but he did not want to make it too obvious that he could lift him that easily.

@kronk-cooks

Ice to Meet You || Open

[bullseye-stoddard]

His ears pricked up at hearing Trigger. Bullseye knew that got used a lot due to all the popular culture cowboy things that had cropped up in the last century, but he was a little surprised someone around these parts would call a horse that. "Well, either one works I think, 'cause both names suit her."

Knowing she was an important part of her family only made him that much more glad that he had been giving her the uttmost care. Not that he would ever neglect a horse under his care, but he felt even better to know she had entrusted the stables with such a charge. He dipped his head a bit at her praise and said, "Ah, jus' doin' my duty. I love horses too much t' ever leave any o' 'em wit'out th' care they deserve."

He tried to meet her curtsey with a bow, though he feared it came out a little awkward, especially considering how disheveled he looked. "Nice t' meet you, Marian. M' name's William, but most people know me as Bullseye. Are you from 'round here? 'Cause I know it's pretty obvious that I ain't."

@myfairmarian

All I Want Is the Wind In My Hair || Foxtrot

[bullseye-stoddard]

He should have figured the boots would indicate that the other guy was also American, but Bullseye had not wanted to immediately presume. When he heard the confirmation though, he smiled more. "You betcha. So I ain't th' only one soundin' so outta place 'round here, huh? Good t' know." He chuckled at thinking that both their boots were tough. His own had been through much worse than a little whiskey spill. "Oh, don' I know it! I work at th' stables, so yeah, mine have seen a lot worse. Not these, o' course. I ain't so uncouth as t' go out in public wearin' my work boots!"

While he did not want to be too nosy, he could not help but be curious as to what had brought this man to town. "Hope you don' mind me askin', but what brought you all th' way over here? I was lookin' for a fresh start m'self, an' this seemed like as good a place as any." That was not entirely accurate, since Bullseye knew there were not exactly hordes of places welcoming to Magicks, but maybe his fellow American did not know that? Or maybe he did, and he was here for the same reason?

@vaquero-beco

Two Cowboys Walk into a Bar || Buckeye

[bullseye-stoddard]

All of this was why he had needed to hear Jessie's opinion. When Pete had presented the whole idea of becoming vampires to them, Bullseye had not really known what to think. It had sounded intimidating, and he had not been sure if the pluses of going through with such a choice outweighed the minuses. But now he was almost ashamed of how excited he was feeling. Knowing how Jessie felt had completely soothed his worries. Yes there would still be some uncertainties about what everything would be like, but knowing that she would be with him every step of the way--and for years and years to come afterward--was all the assurance he needed.

Smiling, he put his hand over hers. "All I ever dreamed o' was t' have a family I wouldn't lose so easily, an' this sure seems like th' way t' get that. Long as you're wit' me, 'm ready t' face anythin'." Giving her a wink, he said, "Jus' hope you won't get sick o' seein' my face after a few hundred years."

@belladonna-wright

Who Wants to Live Forever || Jesseye

[bullseye-stoddard]

She was coaching Lightning? Bullseye could hardly believe that Lightning would listen to anyone, so if that truly was the case, he was even more impressed now. "You're coachin' him? Seriously? And he actually listens to you?" He was trying not to sound too incredulous, but the concept was so surprising that he just could not help it. It being a charity race was a little surprising too, again assuming Lightning would not go for something like that. But since he clearly was, Bullseye was really starting to wonder whether he had misjudged the other man. "Wow, an' he agreed t' a charity race too? I never woulda thought. He must think pretty highly o' you!"

He definitely supported the concept of the Grand Prix, but Bullseye was not sure if it would be wise for him to make himself known as a supporter. Then again, he did want to get more involved with things, and since it was a Magick-centric event, surely that would be the sort of thing for him to get involved with. It was not like he needed to declare what sort of Magick he was--or even that he was a Magick at all--in order to support them. "That's nice o' you t' offer, thanks, an' I'll sure give it some thought. T' be a supporter, that is. I'd definitely be interested t' see how alla this stuff works."

@cruzzramirez

Supply Run || Bullz

[bullseye-stoddard]

Red Dead Redemption Scenery 2/∞

[bullseye-stoddard]

"That's it, boy! Good job!"

Bullseye grinned as he led the horse in an easy trot around one of the pens. The horse was one who had been brought to the stable with an injury, but he was definitely a fighter and had pulled through very well. Bullseye had been with him every step of the way, and now that he had recovered, he was helping the horse get back into tip-top shape. He was trying to take things easy though, so after a short while trotting around, he slowed to a stop.

"Ok, think that'll be it for today," he said, rubbing the horse's nose, "But don' you worry. You'll be runnin' laps in no time." The horse neighed, and Bullseye smiled again.

As he led the horse out of the pen, he saw a man heading towards him, and Bullseye gave him a polite tip of his hat. "Hello there. Can I help you wit' somethin'?"

@chiefhugo-slade

Out to Pasture || Beef

[bullseye-stoddard]

Out to Pasture || Beef

[bullseye-stoddard]

There was a sizable crowd in Pixie's tonight. Bullseye always had a love-hate relationship with crowds. Crowds often allowed him to get lost in the shuffle, and either blend into the background, feed or both. But at the same time, they made him feel a little nervous, because with a lot of people around, something bad could always happen. His nerves seemed to be showing when he headed up to the bar to get his whiskey. Once the bartender passed it to him, he began to turn, but his arm was bumped by a person passing by, which caused him to spill a bit of his whiskey on the floor--very close to a pair of cowboy boots quite similar to his own. Though he was worried that he might have gotten some whiskey on the person's boots, Bullseye was also decidedly intrigued at seeing someone else wearing cowboy boots around town. Thus when he finally looked up to apologize, he said, "Sorry, hope I didn't get nothin' on you? Gotta say, those are mighty fine boots. Nice t' see someone 'round here's got similar taste." Smiling a little, he tapped the heel of one of his own boots on the floor.

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@vaquero-beco

Two Cowboys Walk into a Bar || Buckeye

[bullseye-stoddard]

Two Cowboys Walk into a Bar || Buckeye

[bullseye-stoddard]

He could imagine she would get a simliar reaction. In Bullseye's experience, people tended not to treat a vampire feeding as just a typical occurrence, so knowing that he was not the only one to react that way did not surprise him. "I bet you do. Good t' know that it ain't jus' me havin' been out o' th' loop for a good long while, then."

As he always did, he felt terrible about having to compel her, but he just could not take the chance of letting her remember. He was glad she could understand why he wanted to keep his true nature a secret, and he was glad to hear that even with him needing to use compulsion, she still was willing to have another liaison. "Thanks, I 'preciate th' understandin'. An' I 'preciate that you'd be willin' t' do this ag'in. I'd be up for it, 'cause I sure had fun too."

He had, and since they both had had a good time, he certainly wanted her to remember that part. But Bullseye had to make her forget the rest. Gazing up at her, he met her eyes and, holding her gaze, he exerted his compulsion power. "You had fun tonight, but jus' wit' a normal human guy," he intoned, "You won't remember anythin' 'bout my feedin' or me bein' a vampire." Afterward, he leaned up and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek. "Thanks ag'in, darlin', for everythin'," he murmured, referring both to what she would remember and what she would not.

@boointhenight

We Belong to the Night || Booseye

[bullseye-stoddard]

Bullseye had been hard at work mucking out some of the stalls, contemplating as he did. A new year had just rolled around, after all, which had meant less and less to him each time, as so many of them had passed him by. But just because he had lived so long did not mean he could not at least attempt making a resolution or two. He did want to try and make a little more of a life in town if he could, but Jessie's caution was also at the front of his mind. Yet surely he could somehow balance the two? Still lost in his thoughts, he started to head out of the stall when he heard a voice coming from just a few stalls over. Peering out, Bullseye saw a lady talking to one of the horses, one which he himself had taken care of quite a bit. Recalling that the horse was one they had been boarding at the stables, he could only assume that she was the owner. His initial reaction was to quietly slip away, keeping to himself as he always did. But that was hardly in keeping with his hope to--metaphorically--live a little more, so instead, he came closer. "Pardon th' interruption, ma'am, but am I righ' in guessin' that's your horse? She's a real sweetie, an' I've loved havin' her 'round here, so clearly she comes from some good stock." Smiling, he reached up to tip his hat, but upon catching sight of how dirty his arm was, realized that he had to be covered in dirt and shit, and was suddenly embarrassed at how off-putting of a sight he must be presenting. Damn, this resolution was off to a real good start.

@myfairmarian

All I Want Is the Wind In My Hair || Foxtrot

[bullseye-stoddard]

The idea of actually going dancing was a little tempting, though Bullseye hoped he would not make too much of a fool of himself. But if he was going to do something like that, being with another vampire would surely help a lot, since she would not be expecting him to really know what he was doing. "'M sure you would, yeah. Long as you wouldn't be embarrassed bein' around a clueless ol' timer, maybe we can have a go at that sometime."

Yikes, it sounded like she had had a real time with some of those dreams. Dying in one of them was definitely not something he wanted to experience, even with his own experience of essentially dying and come back for real. He cringed a bit as he said, "Ouch, sounds like that was a real whopper! Thanks for lettin' me know those dreams can always get worse." Again, his own dream had not been bad. It was the real-life aftermath which had hurt him, and he was glad she had no intention to prey further, because he did not want to dwell on it too long.

Having thought this whole time that he was the only one who was confused about vampire etiquette and interactions, having her say the same made Bullseye stare in surprise. "You…you don'? So I ain't th' only one who's lost 'bout a lotta this stuff?" He heaved a sigh to match her stage-whisper, genuinely relieved despite the exaggeration. "Gosh darlin', you got no idea how nice it is for me t' hear that. Not that I'm sayin' I'm glad you don't know!" he quickly clarified, "Jus' that it's nice t' know I ain't alone." Adding a confession of his own, he said, "Y'see, I've been alone literally for so long, an' I thought even among vampires I'd be alone in not knowin' all th' stuff I should. So it's nice t' know that ain't th' case. Thanks for that."

@mighty-mitte

Table for Two? | Mitte & Bullseye

[bullseye-stoddard]

Being in the same building, Bullseye surely would see her around. But now he was going to be a little embarrassed to see her after having admitted to his night spent with Mary. At least she did not seem to want to press him for anything further now, which was a relief. "Yeah…yeah, see you 'round," he said, nodding, then closing the door once she disappeared.

Great, he was probably looking pretty foolish after all that. Obviously this was the kind of thing that came with the territory of being out and about in the world again. And he certainly had no regrets about spending the night with Mary, so really, why should he worry what anyone else thought? Guarding his status as a vampire was one thing. He did not need to guard everything else. Clearly he just needed to remind himself of that.

@aquata-the-champ

Something To Remember Me By | Seahorse

[bullseye-stoddard]

As much as Bullseye would like to no longer have to worry about getting hurt himself, he would be even more glad to not make Jessie worry about them. Much as some things about becoming a vampire were off-putting, it seemed like there were starting to be a lot more pluses to making that choice. "That all makes it mighty temptin', yeah," he nodded, "Can't even really wrap my mind around th' thought o' not havin' t' worry 'bout gettin' hurt no more. An' th' thought that we wouldn't grow old. An' how amazin' would it be t' be 'round long 'nuff t' see things in th' years t' come?" There had been plenty of new and impressive things he had already seen in his lifetime, but what wonders would the next century bring? She was right. No one could come between them if they became vampires. Not the law, not any other outlaws. They would be pretty darn invincible and untouchable. And while the idea of being invincible was impressive, Bullseye was much more attached to the idea of not having to worry about parting from Jessie or the others. "Nope, no one." This was why he had needed Jessie's opinion. Already Bullseye was feeling much better about making such a big choice. "Hate t' say it, Jessie, but…this is really startin' t' be temptin' as hell now. T' be wit' you an' th' rest o' th' boys forever…an' wit' all th' powers an' long life t' boot…can't say I'm all that inclined t' say no. 'M thinkin' my answer's gonna be yes…if you're feelin' th' same way I am." Which it sure sounded like she was.

@belladonna-wright

Who Wants to Live Forever || Jesseye

[bullseye-stoddard]

The concept of being able to use Magick for good, even just to use it to win a tournament, was a completely foreign concept to Bullseye. He was so at odds with being a Magick that it was hard for him to grasp the thought of people actually being happy and confident with being one. Obviously he had been able to put his enhanced skills to use over the years, but all of it came at such a price that he could never be completely comfortable enough to really be proud of what he could do. But it was great that many other Magicks could, and he was still impressed with the Magick Grand Prix and those involved in it, like her.

''S nice that you're tryin' t' do alla that. 'M glad somethin' exists for Magicks t' be able t' show off their skills like that, an' 'm glad there's people who wanna help 'em out, like you. That's, well, not somethin' I'm used t' seein'." He hoped it was not too obvious that he was referring to being a Magick himself, but even if she did infer it, he could only hope she would not think badly of him. "Oh, he ain't? So he's jus' helpin' out, then?" Bullseye had thought Lightning was mostly talking a good game, and it seemed he was right. He gave a snort at the thought of him being a busy guy. "Yeah, I got that impression for sure. But 'm glad he's takin' at least some time outta his busy schedule t' lend a hand. How'd you manage t' rope him into doin' that?"

@cruzzramirez

Supply Run || Bullz