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[Hellhound-My-Legend]

Shiloh Fray
22 / male / vaquero
at; - // tagged; B/C/everyone

Shiloh nodded absently to himself at Bailey's reply. His gut still felt heavy and it made him want to lie down on his back, just give in to the weight of it. His eyes moved from where they had been fixed on the ground up to his companions again. "Another long day in the saddle for us then," he said softly, finally plopping down on his back after resisting for a few minutes. He arched his back to stretch it out, reached behind him to move a stone that had been digging into his bare skin. Shiloh dug his hand into one of the front pockets of his jeans to pull out a crooked cigarette. He lit it with some difficulty, and began to take drags of the smoke, needing the burn in his lungs for something else to focus on.

[tsoukii]

𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍
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His eyes were drawn to Shiloh like a moth to a flame. Bailey had always picked up on his emotions pretty well and this one was throwing him off. It wasn’t like staring at him would give him the answer he was looking for anyway when it didn’t even look like Shiloh knew himself. “Yeah.” Came his reply in a mumble, eyes squinted slightly as they studied the man near him. Bailey wanted to reassure him in some way that there was no need to worry but he’d done it before and ended up with the same reply every time. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Shiloh’s instincts but sometimes they were better off ignored for his own sake. Which is what he decided to do now and maybe it would help the other man in return to ease it off. “We should get going,” he began, stirring from his spot and lifting his legs underneath him to a kneel, “C’mon.” The tone of his voice softer than what he had started out with, meant to be directed toward his friend only. Bailey reached out with one hand and gently squeezed Shiloh’s shoulder in the only way he knew how to reassure, through touch, before gathering himself to his feet.

[Hellhound-My-Legend]

Shiloh Fray
22 / male / vaquero
at; - // tagged; B/C/everyone

Shiloh's eyes closed the second Bailey put a hand on him, taking that moment just to be steadied by the contact. He'd always found physical touch stabilizing, reassuring, and he and Bailey had been doing that for each other for so long that it made the effect that much more potent. As he dragged himself up to his feet, crushing the leftovers of his cigarette with his bare heel, he still felt somewhat like he was walking to his execution. But he pushed down his emotions as much as he could, and moved towards his tent, brushing fingers over Casimir's shoulder as he passed. He packed up quickly, checking through everything quicker, before going and getting Maurice. If they wanted to reach the next town by tomorrow then they should try to cover as much ground as they could today, so he didn't waste anytime saddling up his horse and getting him ready for the ride ahead.

[Consulting_Angel]

Casimir Lodge
23|Male|Saloon Worker
Location: --
Tagged: Everyone.

Casimir watched Shiloh for a few moments, frowning slightly in concern. While he could tell that something was wrong, he couldn't quite figure out exactly what it was. He tried to put it from his mind for the time being, though, but he did make a mental note to ask Shiloh about it later, if he still seemed to be giving off the same sort of vibe as he was now. He then glanced towards the dying flames of the campsite fire, just watching them for a little bit, up until Bailey had said that they should get going - at which point his also stood up. He looked towards Shiloh again, just for another moment, then he went off to start packing up. It didn't take long - certainly not as long as his first night out here, anyway - and he hummed under his breath as he did so, and got Glade ready for the day ahead.

[Burning_Roses]

Kate Barlow
23
Female
Outlaw
Tagged:-

Kate watched the encounter as she climbed onto Shadow her hand petting the horses mane. She smile don't at the others, "Come on we got a long day ahead of us. We need to get a move on." She then watched the encounter between Bailey and shiloh her eyebrows raising as she hummed to herself petting Shadow, "Come on girl we can do this for a bit longer, then we'll be free." Shadow whinnied softly and stamped the ground as Kate shushed her once more

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Charles Sinclair
Charlie
Vaquero
Tagged:-

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Charlie had been getting ready as he kept quiet, part of him felt a little left behind. He was still upset at Bailey but not as upset as he was towards himself. He sighed as he climbed onto Marisol petting her softly. "Alright girl." He smiled as he sat up on the saddle looking at the bother she milling around getting ready to ride off. He decided then to stay at the back of the pack.

[tsoukii]

𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍
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Of course he was worried about his friend’s sudden edged feeling. Those instincts had saved Bailey’s life in and out of situations more times than he could count. They became reliable so now that it was happening, Bailey got anxious. The fact that Shiloh didn’t outwardly say anything or even speak that much this morning for that matter worried him. The guy even stayed in his tent late and that was odd. But, despite it all, Bailey couldn’t be on the same level. No, he had to believe that Shiloh just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Nothing more or less. Their attitudes greatly effected each other and like the best friends they were, it changed to help the other stay on their feet.

Cameron pawed the ground with one hoof as Bailey tossed the saddle over her back and tightened all the straps and buckles. A pet to her nose was given before Bailey parted to find a shirt and gather his things. It was found within minutes and the buttons of a light gray and white shirt were buttoned, the bottom tucked into his pants. The tent was broken down and packed away as were his other things, eventually climbing up into the saddle. A glance was cast over toward Shiloh in concern but reassurance to see if he’d managed to get ready on his own. Bailey was sure Casimir would try to talk to Shiloh later if things didn’t settle and he kept it in mind to ask the bartender what he’d learned if so.

His horse was ushered into moving, Bailey only glancing over the rest of his group. Eyes catching Charlie wondering the back of them but it didn’t become called out, Bailey letting him keep the end if that’s what he wanted. He, however, would stay relatively in the middle of the pack.

[Consulting_Angel]

Casimir Lodge
23|Male|Saloon Worker
Location: --
Tagged: Charlie/Everyone.

After doing his usual routine of ensuring that he hadn't forgotten anything, and double checking all of the straps and packs on Glade to make sure that everything was secure, Cass vaulted hinself up into the saddle, ready for the day ahead. He ran a hand back through his hair - which had dried from the night before now, and was soft and a little bouncy - then put his hat on. He glanced around the group, gaze lingering concernedly on Shiloh for a few moments. Then, he refocused on the others in the group. He squeezed his legs, setting Glade into a steady walk, and he made his way over towards Charlie - he hadn't spoken to the cowboy much, not for a proper conversation, and since the one with Kate yesterday went well, he figured that he should try and give it a shot with Charlie.
"Hey Charles," Cass started, smiling warmly towards him, "What's up?"

[Hellhound-My-Legend]

Shiloh Fray
22 / male / vaquero
at; - // tagged; everyone

Shiloh mounted up on Maurice and trailed after the others, the horse not needing much input from his rider to fall into a steady pace. He had his reins hung over the horn of the saddle so he could push his hair back and put on his hat, so he used his legs to direct the horse to the side of the group - his usual haunt. It wasn't difficult to see that Bailey and Cass were worried about him, and although he was usually quite good at keeping his anxiety under wraps, it was close to making his hands shake so he wasn't surprised they had noticed.
He noted that Casimir was talking to Charles, which made him raise an eyebrow momentarily; the bartender hadn't been too outgoing the first couple days but he was glad to see that he was talking to the others more. Shiloh knew that his brain was too jittery to focus on a book right now, so instead he began to put Maurice's mane into braids, starting at his wither and slowly making his way up. The horse's mane wasn't the longest, but it was long enough for him to plait, and it would keep his hands occupied.

[Burning_Roses]

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C H A R L E S
Charlie//Twenty-Four//Male//Tagged:Casimir
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Charlie was just about ready to move when he heard someone say his name. He turned to see Casimir right by him, smiling. Charlie pushed his hat back with a soft chuckle, "You can call me Charlie, Casimir. I don't mind. Charles makes some sound older than I am."he joked with a laugh as he slowed his pace slightly, "Nothin much is really going on in my world, just dealing with emotion and such."He shrugged it off with a smile I Casimir's directions, "What about yourself? Anything going on?"He pulled off his hat breifly to run a hand through his tousled hair before placing the hat back on.

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K A T E
Female//Twenty-Four//Outlaw//Tagged:Shiloh
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Late rode up next to Shiloh and looked over,"You're making a face like you just ate a lemon."She commented jokingly before she took on a more serious tone, "Not to sound like a mother or anything but, Something is up with you Shiloh. I can see it almost as plain as I can see your face right now. Now I know I haven't been the most trustworthy of people, but I'm with y'all and if you ever need to talk. I'm literally right here and even after the spilt, come and find me. I'll be there."She patted his shoulder softly with a small smile,

[Hellhound-My-Legend]

Shiloh Fray
22 / male / vaquero
at; - // tagged; kate/everyone

Shiloh kept his gaze on the braid he was working on as Kate spoke, but looked up when she finished speaking. He looked her over, taking note of what looked like genuine concern in her eyes. He trusted Kate enough, and although he just couldn't bring himself to forgive her for shooting Bailey, he knew that it was just because he was stubborn, not because she deserved it. "Don't worry yourself too much Kate," he started, "I just sometimes get real strong gut feeling, good or bad, and I woke up with one that's got me feeling anxious is all." He shot her a small smile int he hopes of reassuring her that she shouldn't stress over it. "And I know. As much as I can be an ass, I know you've got all our backs."