video; un: mccree

[flashbanging]

[ The video shows a table in some corner of Oska's kitchen. There's a man at this table, long legs propped up on top of it, reclining against his chair. He's wearing boots with spurs, leather chaps, and a red serape that hangs off of his left shoulder. Body armor covers his chest; the panels inlaid on either side glow faintly blue. He's holding a revolver of significant size with one gloved hand, and with the other, he's carefully polishing oil off of that revolver's barrel. That other hand is bionic, and also covered in faintly glowing panels. The prosthetic runs up the visible length of his arm and disappears into the shroud of the serape.

He grins into the feed from beneath the wide brim of his hat. In his late thirties and handsomely rugged, he's swarthy, with thick, brown hair and dark eyes. His voice is a deep, southern drawl--affable, but with a suggestion of something sharper just beneath. A cigarillo, lit and gently smoking, dangles from the corner of his mouth. ]

Well, now. I'm findin' this place right peaceful. I got to say it's nice to walk around without worryin' over a bounty on my head, so I ain't too sore at these ALASTAIR fellas for pluckin' me out my own place like a ripe peach.

[ He jerks one metal thumb at the table. A few gleaming revolver shells are scattered across the wooden surface, nicely framing a half-finished tumbler of bourbon. ]

Bourbon ain't too bad, neither.

[ He sits up and leans forward, setting the gun down next to the glass; as he does so, there's a glimpse of his belt--strung with more revolver bullets and cinched with a gold buckle. The letters 'B A M F' are clearly engraved on this buckle. ]

'Sides, it's a job like any other. I done escorts before. Granted, they usually been human. Sometimes omnic. Never whatever the hell these things are tryin' to be. But if it's got to get done, it's gonna get done, right? Right.

[ He puffs on the cigarillo, exhaling a long plume of white smoke. ]

Oh, yeah. I had a look see at this here device, flicked through the archive a bit. Noticed some talk about learnin' this or that. I ain't handy with a sword, but if you need a man to show you how to shoot, I'm your huckleberry. I know my way around a fist-fight, too, if it comes to that. Ask and ye shall receive.

[ His smile widens, warms. This is still a hell of an unfamiliar situation, but he's damned and determined to make the best of it. ]

Name's McCree, by the way. Pleased t'meet you.

[ He tips his hat, and that's all, folks. ]

Comments

text; un: okami

[whatshimadayou]

Still fixated on poor liquor choices.
And your gun is laughable.

[says the man with a bow]

[flashbanging]

[ He could handle the guff about his bourbon, but insulting Peacekeeper was just a step too far. ]

C'mon. Now you're just bein' rude.

[ He touches the gun's barrel gently. ]

Don't listen to that man, honey. He don't know what he's sayin'.

video; un: apocalypseArisen

[timebender]

[ ...that's a mighty fine hat. She is, of course, immediately intrigued by a number of things, but that's not exactly a prerequisite. She's just as cheerful-looking as ever on the feed. ]

Hello! My name's Aradia, it is nice to meet you too! [ That out of the way... ] I doubt you will find that there's a lack of willing learners here, myself included!

[flashbanging]

[ First thought: that's a little girl. Second thought: that's not exactly a little girl. Third thought: what is that? ]

I'm surely willing to teach. But, uh.

[ He squints. How to say this in a way that isn't terribly rude? ]

Are you--feelin' all right? Over there? Your complexion's mighty gray.

video; un: adlantisag

[adlantisag]

[ Ok that's nice, but the most important thing here is: ]

What is a 'huckle-berry'?

[flashbanging]

[ Well, ain't this lady a pretty sight. He leans forward a bit, brushes his hair out of his face. ]

In literal terms, ma'am, it's just a plant. Figuratively speakin', though, it means I'm the man for the job.

[ He shrugs, smiling lopsided. ]

Don't ask me how things got from one place to another, 'cause I can't tell you. Just an expression.

text, @TARANTO

[heavyhitter]

what's your bounty

[flashbanging]

[ It's maybe not the wisest thing to go mouthing off about a bounty to bunch of unknown strangers. But hell, what are they gonna do? Cash it in? Where, and to whom? He shrugs. ]

Reckon it was about sixty mil, last I checked.

video; un; CAPTAIN

[nishishi]

Who needs a sword if you got a cooler weapon!! If you're good at fist-fighting though, we should spar sometime! I'm pretty good at it myself, though!

Sorry, your bullets won't do anything to me.

Shishishi.

[flashbanging]

[ He's energetic, and Jesse has to appreciate that, at least. He shuts one eye as he looks over the image on his feed. Looks like a mostly normal kid. Hmm. ]

Not one thing, huh? You ain't got a brain in your head or something?

[ He puffs on the cigarillo. ]

Leastways it sounds like somethin's loose up there.

[ With that noise and all ... ]

audio; UN: marine01

[soru]

[ ...... cool... ]

It's not very orthodox to announce your bounty just like that, is it?

[flashbanging]

[ Cheerfully. ]

S'pose not. Ain't too worried about it, though. The proper authorities aren't exactly in operation down here.

text @jklfj

[sadsack]

i have a lot of questions

[flashbanging]

[ Mysterious ... that user name reads like something Junkrat would put down. ]

Go on, then. Shoot.

video; un: Prince

[diablejambe]

Huh, you have a bounty?

[He sounds equal parts Curious and Concerned.

He already sees Luffy up there pls don't have a high bounty he really doesn't want to be dragged into a giant battle so soon after getting here.]

[flashbanging]

Sure do. Is that an issue?

[ He sounds perfectly friendly, still. Smile on his face. But he's leaning forward slightly, and there's a fresh sharpness to his eyes. ]

VIDEO; un: firefist oops

[meramera]

( leave it to all the pirates and then some to ask about the bounty. he's interested too, but figures that'd get answered eventually. )

So - what's an omnic?

[flashbanging]

[ Damn, he really isn't in Kansas anymore, is he? ]

Y'know. A robot. A-I.

[ He drawls out the acronym, so that it sounds like aaaayyy eeyyyye. ]

Got'em ranging all over the place back home. From Santa Fe to Savannah.

video | un: navigator

[weatherscience]

[ A bounty, huh...? Well, if Luffy ever gets into a fight with this guy and eventually wins, maybe she can turn him in and get that money! Good thing to keep in mind. ]

A bounty? What did you do, to earn one? [ Might as well gather as much information as she can...... just in case. ]

[flashbanging]

[ RUDE THO ]

Oh, all kind of thing. Vigilante stuff. Folks don't take too kindly to it in some parts.

[ Especially if you're a well-known ex-criminal ... ]

video: L . L

[asscan]

What, I wonder, is shooting?

[Laedo, draconic in form--though most of the grandeur of that is cropped out. The feed is only showing his very inhuman face. He's expecting a bow or perhaps magic, but he can never be sure with other recruits. Regardless, he's curious for once, rather than grouchy.

Inclining his head forward a little to hide his muzzle and show his politely forward ears and golden skull-cap, he has the affability to add,] you may also call me Laedo, well met.

[flashbanging]

[ He picks up the revolver and waves it around a little. ]

Firin' a gun. Uh.

[ Pause. Is he talking to a dragon right now? What in the good goddamn hell? ]

Y'got an innerestin' look about you, fella. Laedo.

[ He only knows two kinds of being: robot, or human. Then again, the robots and humans he knows are a pretty odd bunch--and he's no exception, either. Still, he feels discomfited. ]

text;

[strictdiscipline]

I'm not in need of any lessons but I might be able to help if you need ammunition, depending on the gun.

[flashbanging]

That'd be right neighborly of you.

[ He names some ridic caliber of bullet that I don't actually know?? IT'S A GIANT REVOLVER ]

Think you got anythin' like that?

video | username: olivia

[winces]

[ oh what's this? another willing teacher? ]

Shoot? Like an archer? [ she never considered herself an archer, but it can't hurt to learn it, she thinks. ]

[flashbanging]

[ Well, now, if this ain't the prettiest face he ever did see. ]

Naw, honey. Like a gun.

[ He taps the revolver. ]

un: matrona | video

[giantsheart]

[She's trying to get a hang of this device thing, so she listens to this one... only to be slightly interested, actually.

It's a video, but considering the background is the castle wall... only someone observant enough to notice the size of the bricks in relation to her face would sense anything odd.]

You have a bounty on your head?

[Just... use these devices to chat, is what she's been told, but. Is it really that simple?]

[flashbanging]

I surely do, little darlin'. Didn't realize it'd be such a point of interest.

[ Of course, McCree's eye is as sharp as his shooting, and he catches the discrepancy between the bricks and this girl's (?) actual size straight away. Still, she has a youthful face, all round and button-nosed, so he's not going to take her for anything than what she is. Not til she says otherwise. ]

video | un: RHY5-W1NZ

[dbag]

[ What the fuck, bro, you look so slick and cool. Most everyone has something somewhat decent and/or intelligent to say, but all he can think of to do is raise his robotic arm a little bit and say, ] We should start a club!

[flashbanging]

Eh?

[ He squints at Rhys's prosthetic, then looks back at his own. Flexes his metal fingers. ]

Kind of a grim club, partner.