arlo andazona
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ARLO ANDAZONA.

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wandering cowboy, damn good tracker. rides a stolen synth horse. survivor of the rattletail massacre, biding his time to return for revenge.

#falloutrp. mdni. mature themes.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
yes ma'am. an' who 're we t' tell her no? seems like a fine idea.
bowofthetempest.bsky.social
(Sage nodding...)

So...

The universe is sayin' it really wants Tirum to have hooves?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
aw, well, it ain't the future y' oughta be lookin' at. 's the past, see? 'cos things go 'round 'n' 'round in some great big circle. same shit, diff'ren' day.

maybe the universe's tellin' you it wants things a certain way. i dunno. i jus' follow the footsteps in the sand 'n' ride a damn fine horse.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
aw, well, it ain't the future y' oughta be lookin' at. 's the past, see? 'cos things go 'round 'n' 'round in some great big circle. same shit, diff'ren' day.

maybe the universe's tellin' you it wants things a certain way. i dunno. i jus' follow the footsteps in the sand 'n' ride a damn fine horse.
bowofthetempest.bsky.social
Yeah? What sort of future do you think it's showin'?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
. . . yup, sounds 'bout right.

maybe it's a sign.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
. . . yup, sounds 'bout right.

maybe it's a sign.
bowofthetempest.bsky.social
It happened again, Arlo.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
p'haps i can be of service in this here debate.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
p'haps i can be of service in this here debate.
bowofthetempest.bsky.social
Not really what they mean by hung like a horse, is it?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
sand gets everywhere. e'en in the nooks 'n' crannies. can't get rid o' that.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
i ain't so sure 'bout that.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
HOWDY.

. . . say, pardner, y'aint seen my trusty canteen 'round here, have y'?
insectglaives.bsky.social
(Staring into space. Thinking about boys.)
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
y'know . . .

( he looks around. everyone else is busy. )

weren't for you, i woulda cleared town a long time back. never woulda met kim, never woulda met valente or van blair. y' sure changed my life, huh?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
as a caballero should.'

he looks at her shack, isolated from the joke of a town down the beaten path from here.

'uh, lady in the office said you'd be glad t' see this. said you'd know what t' do with it.'
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
trackers which linger in these parts.

'well, y'see, i'm tryna get t' the valley o' fire without goin' through them radiation storms out there,' he says, evenly. 'an' the folks in town said you got a key for the caves. none o' them wanted t' bring you this here parcel 'emselves, so i volunteered,
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
the man is uneasy, with his mortal concerns and petty interests. he sees only his surroundings, but his shallow eye doesn't comprehend their meaning. but he tries to remain oh-so-blasé, his tone all too cordial. still, his senses are tuned, for an old fool. he must be a tracker -- or the excuses of
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
'course i care. y' lucy-girl, 'member?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
-- the handle curves into a dragon's head; it's snarling, tongue curled, droplets of what must be blood carved trailing from its neck.

on the blade is carved 'THEN...'. )

you, uh, don't happen t' got the key for the gate int' the caves here, do y'?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
now ain't that lucky?

( he hands her a small package, wrapped in what might have been newspapers, once. crinkly, rustling in her hands. there's something beneath, nursed in creamy silk. what is silk? an alien luxury to these lands.

inside is a curved ritual dagger, carved from jade. --
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
'scuse me. i'm lookin' f' a . . . uh, alice terigo? got a parcel for her. @allthewrongpieces.bsky.social
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
now y' speakin' my language.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
yeah, i betcha are. you're a bright one.

south? ( a sigh. he stretches, languid, like a cat. he considers what to say to her. )

. . . eh, let's just say not much y' don't got here. jus' less water, i guess.
clarice.sunder.my
I gotta clean behind my ears??? Why- ugh, fine...

What's down South?

(She frowned) Not much. I been going hunting every so often to help out with food. They tell me I'm a decent shot!
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
attagirl. now did you wash *'hind the ears*, too? gotta get all 'em nooks 'n' crannies, y'know.

aw, me? not much. smokin' 'n' snorin' mostly. got me a couple caps followin' someone down south.

aw, you don't wanna hear 'bout an ol' fart's day though. tell me 'bout yours.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
yup. now normally y'd get y' mamá y' papá t' kiss it better, but i think you're plenty strong enough on y' own.
clarice.sunder.my
(aggressively rubbing spit into her hand) like this???
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
doc arlo's ready f' his next patient . . .
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
now rub it in.
clarice.sunder.my
So I should spit on it? HAAAACK-
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
attagirl. now did you wash *'hind the ears*, too? gotta get all 'em nooks 'n' crannies, y'know.

aw, me? not much. smokin' 'n' snorin' mostly. got me a couple caps followin' someone down south.

aw, you don't wanna hear 'bout an ol' fart's day though. tell me 'bout yours.
clarice.sunder.my
I washed last week and I even got my hair wet too! (a squint she knew fairly well by now. Her gaze fell to the thin scrape on her hand, just between her thumb and index finger)

What you been up to, Cowboy?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
hmmm . . . ( the signature andazona squint, holding her hand to look at it for a moment. he drops it and tips his hat, maybe a greeting, maybe an acknowledgement. )

you'll be alright, kid.

scruffy? i'll have you know i washed just a couple weeks back.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
'course, back in *my* day we used t' jus' spit on the cut an' get sent back out t' play.
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
hmmm . . . ( the signature andazona squint, holding her hand to look at it for a moment. he drops it and tips his hat, maybe a greeting, maybe an acknowledgement. )

you'll be alright, kid.

scruffy? i'll have you know i washed just a couple weeks back.
clarice.sunder.my
Hi!!! You look extra scruffy today!

I dunno. I never know. It's not that bad, right?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
tcch. c'mere.

ay, estos chamacos. no aguanto ni cinco minutos sin tenerlos al ojo . . .

how'd you get this?
vaqueroerrante.bsky.social
tcch. c'mere.

ay, estos chamacos. no aguanto ni cinco minutos sin tenerlos al ojo . . .

how'd you get this?
clarice.sunder.my
I'm not THAT hard to keep alive... oh I missed a spot, can someone get me a band-aid?