#bldrdsh ; katrina kane

[caracarnn]

It was far more crowded in the library than he had initially hoped for. He would have liked to trail back to his rooms and pretend that he didn't need to march right in there, and stay locked in his own head - much like he always did. Still, he braved it as he made his way through the library, stopping in an aisle and then looking off at a girl who seemed more or less familiar. He didn't know her but he had seen her around.

"Is the library always this busy?" He asked curiously.

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[renoxvated]

FATE, noun; a silly notion of the inevitable— DESTINY. Roy didn’t believe in any of that. If such a thing existed then he’d fight it off like a mountain lion ripping through a cowboy too far out alone in the desert. With sand in his boots and overstuffed saddlebags slug over his tired horse however, fate may have believed in him a whole lot more than he believed in it. 

Wolf’s Ridge, a budding paradise, like a tall glass of water for those PARCHED for a better life. Yeah, he’d been here a few times— never for long though, never long enough to fall in love with a place like this and never too long to carve out a spot for himself like a river eroding the land. Rex lets out a SNORT of annoyance from underneath Roy, bucking up as they approach the town's strip. He pats at the horse's neck and gives way to a snort of his own. “Easy boy we’re gonna stop in a second, ya’ buck me off fore’ then though and I’ll leave ya’ back with those assholes after us.” The horse seemed to understand although it gives the sort of whinny almost as if to say ‘After YOU—’ 

They’d wandered all the way back here, well RAN all the way back here like something was nipping at their tails, mostly because something or rather someone HAD been. The packages he carried hadn’t been worth all this trouble, he thinks; but perhaps to the people here they’d meant a whole heap more. 

Roy lets out a long sigh of his own as he turns the reins on Rex and finally motions off the saddle. He moves to tie up the horse to the hitching rail nearby. Calloused hands digging around in the saddlebags for the various packages he’d had on him. “Seems like more assholes than usual are after these, wonder what that’s about—“ Roy comments to himself really, maybe Rex. “Shoulda shot em’, woulda been justified, people would probably be better off for it here.” He snorts, Rex does along with him and for a moment Roy wonders if the horse can understand him.

He shakes his head, rolling his shoulders as he hoists the packages into his hands. Figured he should stop into the town hall or something to let someone know about bandits circling like vultures (if they didn't know already) all things considered, before he finishes dropping off the packages. Steady as he was with them he nearly drops one-- "Fuck."

semi plotted starter @bldrdsh (for katrina)

[razedhell]

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻 ft. sam carpenter & katrina kane ( @bldrdsh )

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[caracarnn]

He nodded his head in acceptance. He supposed that it wasn't but it was indeed something to tear his hair out over. A small, yet bashful grin crossed his lips as he looked into her eyes.

"I guess maybe I'll get a move on that then before it really is too late to start."

"I mean, if you're worried about passing your midterms, than I'd say it's...PROBABLY NOT WISE, but everyone's prone to a lapse in judgment. Nothing to be ashamed of."

GRANTED, she wasn't really going to admit to the same considering the fact that HER SCHOOLING tended to be something she so rarely strayed from.

"Never too late to start though. Some studying is better than none."