whitetwoguns: (Say the goddman words)
"Mr. White" AKA Lawrence "Two Guns" Dimick ([personal profile] whitetwoguns) wrote2011-03-06 10:51 pm

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Fuckin' fuck. Where the fuck are they, already? I can understand it takin' awhile cuz it seems the road is working against everyone but we had an agreement. An' waitin' this long in as dire a situation as this is to be hung out to dry.

[Frustration doesn't have a particular sound alone, but he's huffing or is that the labored breathing of someone else? And he has an audience of the weasel pursuation that's witnessing this.]

Only got so many bullets, we don't have much water. And I know for a fucking fact that there's no food for a long journey.

Eddie, you turd! Prove you're useful for once and show up.

[Huff. Huff.]

We're gonna get a bear to follow us...

[Oh shit. Spoke to loud the other member of the party is awake. Muffle of the device.] Hey kid... [moving here and there.]

Snuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.

[.......] Come again?

Snaaugh! [speaking is very, very hard right now but he'll try again.] Snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakeuuuuuugh.

Sna--fuck! Snake!

It came for blood!

[ooc; Backdated to earlier today! Mr. Orange and Mr. Pink's dialogue is color-coded true to name.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - taking fucking aim)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He's aiming his gun at the snake that almost looks like it's lounging in the corner and calling the bleeding asshole a faggot]

We gotta get him out of here!

[The him is a little vague.]
orangetoughguy: (I swear it)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[FUCK YOU PINK FUCK YOU. These green eyes are glaring.]

Snaaaaaaaaaake.....ungh, Jesus Christ.

[Being moved hurts. He reaches up to hold onto Larry though, cause yay he didn't leave him.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - WTF is wrong with you)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
If I fucking miss it'll bite one of us!

[Hopefully the kid because he's dying already. Snake is chilling with a 'sup guys how're things' look on it's snakey little face]

We fucking know, okay?

[He's still aiming at the goddamned bastard snake]
orangetoughguy: (gonna die)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll fucking shoot it himself if he has to...even though Freddy can barely hold a gun properly right now. He much prefers holding onto Larry. See this face kinda sorta hiding behind his thick arm? Yep. At least Pink isn't going on and on about a set up...yet.]

Just--just get it outta here, use a...fuckin' bag!

[Cuz the kid's some kind of snake wrangler right? Yeeeep. He holds onto Larry some more, like he wasn't doing so already.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - why I hate guns (and White))

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[OH HOLY CRAP OKAY HE SHOOTS THE SNAKE]

[There is now a dead snake.

And a hole in the wagon]


Well that's one fucking proble---

[And spooked horses who are RUNNING FOR THEIR FUCKING LIVES. Pink almost falls over]
orangetoughguy: (face to face)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[The jolt of the horses and the bumpy ride make for a writhing kid though the stroking to his head does calm him...as much as he can be calmed while bleeding to death in a runaway wagon.]

No sweat. [He groans.] S'it still on?

[He means the device, cause really, if it is maybe just maybe the sheriff and his fellow lawmen can hear his cries for help. Who knows if they'll answer though since they're not supposed to move in until Joe shows up. Shit. Oh yeah and Pink this is for you.]

Get a hold on that shit!
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - stunning conversationalist)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Pink dives for the fucking reins]

You guys are assholes!

[Not even a thank you for killing the fucking snake. It takes another couple of minutes but soon the horses are stopping]

orangetoughguy: (just wait)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

[Fuck so much for the device. He groans again though this time it's also with a roll of his head to check their surroundings. Feels like the horses have stopped. Good work, Pink, too bad Freddy's in too shitty condition to say so aloud.]

Where are we? How far?

[Did we go, he means to ask.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - smoking)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He turns and just gives him a look]

How the fuck is this dicking around. I killed the goddamned snake and I made the fucking horses stop.

[Harrumph]

For all I know we're in Kansas by now.

[It is a wide prarie.]
orangetoughguy: (I swear it)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Then we're in deep shit.

[Freddy manages to rasp out. He's got a character to keep in addition to expressing some real truths. Whether outlaw or sheriff, if they don't know where they are after a busted diamond heist, they're all screwed. Sorry for all the negativity, he makes it up to White by holding onto him though.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - the world's smallest violin)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Another sharp look]

Excuse me, asshole. I could have jumped ship when the horses started going while you held onto the bleeding wonder and walked back to civilization but I stayed because I'm a fucking professional. So yeah, a real thank you might be fucking appreciated.

[He looks out at the prairie]

The only one here in deep shit is you, Orange, if we don't get that bullet out of your gut.
orangetoughguy: (Freddy watch your head)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
I gotta--I gotta get to a doctor.

[He says this to both men, no apologies no expressions of gratitude. Cause he's fucking dying, obviously.]

I won't tell no one nothin', you can trust me.
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - uhhh)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Pink looks at Orange for a minute]

Shit man, he's gonna die if we don't get him help.
orangetoughguy: (oh shit it's everywhere)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
What? What?

[A fire? What for? Already he's looking panicked and writhing but still holding on to Larry for dear life.]

I won't tell'em anything. I swear to fucking God.

[Is that what the fire's for? To shit him up permanently? Would Larry do that to him?]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - I get it now)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Pink isn't in pain, so he gets it right away]

Shit, man, what if that bullet in his belly can't take the heat? Or there's extra gunpowder?

[He doesn't like it]

I'm not saying we leave him. He won't last ten minutes if they poke right. No one would.
orangetoughguy: (I'm okay)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh are they holding hands now? Good cause green eyes that appear much more sour apple than caramel are looking at Pink first, then White.]

Don't burn me.

[Mr. Orange begs, sniffs, whimpers some more.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - the world's smallest violin)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
I'm saying it could kill him faster if we burn the hole, that's what I'm saying.
orangetoughguy: (gonna die)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
Drop me off at the nearest nurse, something, anything. Just don't burn me please. I'm begging you man. Fucking begging you.

[Is that hysteria creeping in again? These green eyes are focused solely on Larry now as he clings to him, wanting this man to take care of him and keep him alive, even if he's arguing Larry's own suggestions. And this part's for Pink.]

I won't say shit, man, you'll be safe. I won't tell'em anything.

[Oh God something stings. He curls into Larry again, crying.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - chinscratching)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pink looks down and thinks about it.]

You done it before?
orangetoughguy: (face to face)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-07 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
F--Fuck you Pink!

[He shouts this at Pink as if Pink might actually care, as if Freddy expected him to be on his side. Fff. Again he swallows then turns to Larry. That big old hand is soothing, not by a lot but enough to calm him again.]

Drop me off with a sheriff if you gotta. [This is the ideal situation.] I don't--I don't care about fuckin' jail. I just don't wanna die.

[What the kid doesn't consider is how as far as these two know he's an outlaw and an outlaw dropped off at a sheriff's house is more than likely led out back to be shot or left to bleed to death so they don't have to waste time with a hanging. Even outlaws have a code of honor for themselves and that's going to work against this undercover lawman.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - the world's smallest violin)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-07 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
They won't put you in jail, kid. They'll kill you faster than that bullet.

[He needs a cigar, damn it.]
orangetoughguy: (I'm okay)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-08 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Fuck so much for that, however Freddy has one other concern that eclipses this one. They haven't even got a move on yet and he's already pawing at Larry.]

Don't leave me.

[But that'd leave Pink to go off and who knows what he might do. Hell for all they know he's got the diamonds.]
pinkeffinprofessional: (Pink - chinscratching)

[personal profile] pinkeffinprofessional 2011-03-08 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pink looks from Orange to White]

Better if we plant this boat roadside and one of us takes for a settlement.

[Ignoring Mr. Pathetic's request right now]
orangetoughguy: (I swear it)

[personal profile] orangetoughguy 2011-03-08 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
You're an--you're an asshole.

[To Pink. Obviously. Oh look he's getting dabbed nice and gentle-like. Green eyes turn over to Larry, knowing that's a bad idea but he can't tell them why.]

You'll get--- [Swallow.] You'll get killed out there.