[The outlaw growls from beneath his black neckerchief. He has it wrapped over his nose in hopes of concealing his identity. Of course, that's not going to work. Arthur is about 6'1, 200 something odd pounds sporting a damn cowboy hat. He's definitely going to be easy to spot in a line up.
There's no hope for him.].
But not as mad as I'm gonna be if you don't fill up this sack. [He tosses the empty bag at the boy.] GET TO IT!
I'm not gonna ask again, boy!
[Realistically, Arthur would've shot him by now for testing his patience. He's just a hair trigger away from doing it. So why doesn't he? He's not even sure there's an answer for that. Might have something to do with how young his target is. Arthur doesn't really wants to shoot a kid.]
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[The outlaw growls from beneath his black neckerchief. He has it wrapped over his nose in hopes of concealing his identity. Of course, that's not going to work. Arthur is about 6'1, 200 something odd pounds sporting a damn cowboy hat. He's definitely going to be easy to spot in a line up.
There's no hope for him.].
But not as mad as I'm gonna be if you don't fill up this sack. [He tosses the empty bag at the boy.] GET TO IT!
I'm not gonna ask again, boy!
[Realistically, Arthur would've shot him by now for testing his patience. He's just a hair trigger away from doing it. So why doesn't he? He's not even sure there's an answer for that. Might have something to do with how young his target is. Arthur doesn't really wants to shoot a kid.]
C'mon already! Stop bullshittin' around.