-2nd Bullet-

[emperor_cowboy]

[Hol Horse has been sitting in the kitchen for most of the day. He's been pondering on calling for help. Not knowing if that would be a good idea or not. Now and again he'd pick it up to dial a number, pause, and hang it up. A finger tapped upon the table in annoyance. Okay, you know what? Screw it! This fellow's going out for a walk. He needs cigarettes anyway... and booze. Definitely the booze.]

Comments

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Greetings, kiddo.

[What was the fellow's name again, something-Crowe. "Kiddo" would work for now.]

Holdin' out just fine.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Getting around town can be tough at first. All these similar houses... it's like a maze. Easy to get lost. So be sure to pay extra attention, alright?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Y'know, I was just thinkin' that. Be mighty foolish of a man to get turned around in his own neighborhood.

[He's not lost at all. Nope.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Well, I could hardly blame you, here. It makes you dizzy. Why anyone ever thought this was a good way to build a town, I'll never know.