Heya, I'm Emi, coffee and cowboys give me life. I play on PS4, I'd like to make some new friends so dm for username! My RDO OC -> Tessie Collins, guess I'm open to RP but I never done that tho
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everyone at camp when micah comes back from the strawberry jail (c. 1899)
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It’s long ok but plz consider: Kieran was awed how brave and tough Arthur was to be able to escape the O’Driscolls and Colm when he got taken. So when the same happened to himself and they were torturing him for the gang’s whereabouts, in a moment of being left alone after a long torture session, he finds a way to escape.
The entire time as he found a way to loosen the ropes, he was inspired and determined to survive. He thought ‘How would Arthur Morgan do this?’ as he wrapped his wounds. Getting free he would think ‘This is how Mr.Morgan would go about it’, using his quiet unassuming nature to sneak up and silently kill any guards in his way, using some old blade he found lying around the camp…then lighting a tent on fire for a distraction thinking ‘He definitely would have done the same too!’
Kieran nearly cries seeing his loyal horse hitched to the side of camp having been taken too. He quietly mounts up while the flames are burning high and the O’Driscolls are panicked trying to fight the fire. He takes a long twisting and turning way back to Shady Belle, just to make sure he wasn’t followed. ‘It might be part of the O’Driscolls plan after all! Mr.Morgan would have thought of that too, surely.’
A few days later, exhausted, Kieran wanders into camp, covered in blood, mud and soot stains, wounds irritated. Mary Beth looks up at the sounds of a horse coming to a stop, and the slump of a body falling off a horse. She screams and gets everyone’s attention, quickly going over to see if Kieran is alright. He’s a live of course, weakly telling her and the others gathered around what happened.
He was captured. He was tortured, He escaped, killed,he burned a camp down. For them. To come back to them.
I think the gang would suddenly really look at Kieran for the very first time. Respect, appreciation, acknowledgment, a little guilt even for their previous treatment of him.
Later, he’d be resting in a tent by himself and Arthur stops by. They don’t really say much, but there’s this new connection of now having both gone through something similar. Finally Arthur says. “You did good, boy.” Kieran laughs awkwardly and looks at his hands, not able to keep eye contact with his next words. “Naw. I just did what I thought you would in that moment.” And Arthur just raises his eyebrows and crosses his arms all “You fer real? You did more than I ever did. For folks that you didn’t need to protect. That’s all you Kieran.”
It’s a rare moment where Kieran isn’t called boy or O’Driscoll. He feels accepted, apart of the gang and a family. And he is. The gang sees him as one of their own and would protect him like they would any other.
So after that talk with Arthur, Kieran is rarely seen without a smile on his face, happy to be home.
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Arthur Morgan when he reaches level 4 horse bonding:
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A horse: *exists within a ten mile radius* Arthur Morgan:
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Okay,
You don't want to do business with me.
Got it.
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Eeeeeeeh...
I haven't died, school has started and needless to say, I'm busy.
Also these are a few of my new bbys Etciù! and Biscuit!
One thing I would love is selling your horse, not much money but a tiiiny bit would be nice
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No other game has ever hurt me more than Red Dead Redemption 2 did.
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Sometimes I wonder if Jack ever tried to put anything into the camp funds box
I dunno he’d just put some flowers in there because he thought it might help
I think about this a lot tbh
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[Upon finding out that the Braithwaite treasure stash was empty]
Arthur: ...
John: ... Maybe... maybe the real treasure was the friends we made along the way-
Arthur: Shut the hell up, Marston.
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We had a race,
He tried to take a shortcut over the land. Didn't go according to plan, tragic.
But I won so that's what matters!
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‘We’re not idiots’ says Hosea as Arthur picks up Seamus’ cigarette FROM THE GROUND and smokes it
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