text, @TARANTO, day after the saloon fire

[heavyhitter]

hey guys guess what: blankets!!! me and TF to the fucking rescue, we rustled up like 40 of these bad boys
super cozy, some nice patterns. one of them has a robot wolf on it
it was also all entirely legal

they're ALMOST free, all you gotta do is tell me a story then come get one (i'm by those spiky ass fat plants that bleed if you knock them over)

also since i have 40 and there's more than 40 of us, i guess also pick someone to get cozy with

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[heavyhitter]

oh shit come on! and what?

was skageralla living in her

[cachemoney]

[No, but that's a good suggestion that she'll have to remember the next time she makes up some insane story on the fly. Which she is doing right now, if it wasn't clear.]

Close! But not exactly.

It turns out that the skag bitch had been Skagarella's surrogate mother. She saw this slaughter and shot the bounty hunter in the hand before he could provide the killing blow. He lived, but not for long: just long enough to limp and crawl his way back to his girlfriend. He told her the story, and then died.

His girlfriend took his guns and went out to seek revenge, now that she knew Skagarella's location. She wasn't looking for bounty money, but instead sought bloody revenge. What she DID get was something else entirely; she found Skagarella and they fought each other tooth and nail, neither able to get the upper hand on the other. They fought for days, taking breaks when the sun sank low, some kind of wordless temporary truce between the two of them. Time passed, and they soon found that all their passion for fighting each other had shifted to... a different kind of passion.

Or so the story goes. No one ever saw her again, but rumor goes that one can find two women and a child running with the skags out in the desert.

[heavyhitter]

oh shit! damn that's even better than skagarella living in her, i'll take fighting-into-fucking any day
what a happy ending
definitely blanket-worthy, what's your favorite color?

[cachemoney]

"Fighting-into-fucking," it's my favorite genre, tbh

Red. [LOOK AT HER SOMETIME it's obviously red.] Preferably not due to blood, but. I'm not THAT picky, it's cold.

[heavyhitter]

no bloodstained blankets?? that's a weird preference
question: how do you feel about cacti

[cachemoney]

I'm assuming you mean as a pattern rather than my general opinion. It's fine? They're fine.

[heavyhitter]

no like blankets made out of cactus needles
good, right? generally positive feeling on those?

[cachemoney]

Oh yes that sounds perfect 100% great

[heavyhitter]

ratnests: yes, no, how many

[cachemoney]

Exactly one thousand

[heavyhitter]

great i have EXACTLY the blanket for you
stop by whenever

[cachemoney]

You got it. [Though she's going to be pissed if the blanket actually is made of ratsnests and cactus needles. js.]

[heavyhitter]

[ don't worry, fi. Whenever she stops by, she'll find a cactus-patterned red blanket waiting for her, neatly folded and completely free of needles and rat nests. How nice. ]