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[emperor_cowboy]

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[The feed starts out rather blurry, static covering over the screen now and again before it finally focuses onto one Hol Horse, who's outside and leaning against a wall, panting heavily to catch his breath.]

... okay... okay then, that's the last time I do that... fighting with this chip... is not a good idea. What... what the hell was that thing anyway--Eh?

[Hol whips around at the sound of a few low growls, and he slowly backs toward where he left the communicator. With wolves growling even louder he quickly snatches the device up and bolts.]

Aw, c'mon...!!

[During his escape, Hol unfortunately lost his hat.]

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[During his mad dash towards a hopeful exit to safety, it was only then that Hol recalled that his hat had gone missing during the chase. Gritting his teeth, he'd have to figure out a way to backtrack. Skidding to a halt and holding holding out his hand to create the sound of a gunshot was enough of a distraction to scatter the wolves. Unfortunately there was no actual bullet... so Hol darted past the small pack and back the way he came.]

What the--

[Just up ahead, he had spotted a figure... a figure that was wearing -his- hat. Darting up to the stranger and coming to a halt, Hol placed his hands upon his knees as he panted heavily. It wouldn't be long and those darn wolves would be back.]

Hey... y'got something that belongs to me. Hand it... over.

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[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[She watched him idly trot up to her like a winded race-horse on his last legs. He would make easy pray for the cute doggys she knew were sniffing him out. The scent of his horrific sweat was probably driving the wolves mad with hunger.

She blinked widely up at him as if she had no idea what he was speaking of.]

Father says I shouldn't talk to strangers.. especially ones who think I owe them something.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He glared down at the girl for a moment, before offering a kind and gentle smile.]

My apologies, name's Hol Horse. Didn't mean to be rude, miss.

[He'd tip his hat if he could... if only someone else wasn't wearing it. Clearing his throat he started again.]

That hat. I lost it just seconds ago, so if you'd kindly return it?