sharp as a whip ✩ rogue&yury

sharp as a whip ✩ rogue&yury Feb 1, 2023 13:25:42 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2023 13:25:42 GMT -5

Boom goes the dynamite -- BANG! BANG, BANG, BANG!

Wait for it.

BANG!

The two take wide shots at each other on a deserted alleyway down past The Turmeric bar, Sheriff Catastrophe striking again. He comes out of cover with the sound of ole Huck falling to his knees, signaled by the absence of the man's return fire. Yury's a quick shot, all it takes is a sliver of hope and a stupendously fast trigger finger to pacify his assailants. Huck's been giving them problems for months, a mutt fight ring breeder who's been hiding out somewhere in the muck. It ain't their first run in together, the sheriff recognizing him from the slammer back in '89.

Things just ain't the same since Novak bought him out, it's almost a heavy heart he's got to take out such a knock out in the crime scene. But hey, new found morals ain't cheap to keep, and he's changin' for the better whether he likes it or not.

His cowboy boots mark each step he takes in the hard red clay, dust picking up around the street in the circling, wild winds. He'd disappear in the midst if it weren't for him having to retrieve his cargo: Huckleberry Jae. The man's breaths are labored, that much Yury can tell when he makes his approach, finding Huck slumped behind a brick wall. Blood smears with the red of the brick but he don't pay it no mind, standing over the man with his fingers in his belt loops. Catastrophe handcuffs him to a railing before whistling for his mustang to come on over.

"We've got company," he tells Huck, keeping his pistol to his side as he squints through the dust.

Sure 'nuff, a big set of bright eyes and jet black hair catches in his vision. Ain't a threat, just an observer, a hinderance to his mission for a girl this young to get involved. "These streets ain't safe yet, go on and take yourself home," he decrees, the sheriff badge on his chest catching the foul sunlight. "Besides, ain't you a little young to be hangin' round such a shit bar?" Dismissive as he is, Yury's got bigger things to attend to, turnin' behind his mask to head back over to Huck.