jinglejangle | •call me out

[B.O.B. doesn't deserve this. He deserves a nice, relaxing vacation.]

As you wish.

[He smooths out his serape and adjusts his hat, expression going neutral. Best to... Try keeping the peace, he thinks. He's no expert on the laws of this just yet but he reckons a brawl would be frowned upon.

(And a part of him misses Ashe and their camaraderie. Things will never be the same and there's too much bad blood between them, but there's still just the slightest bit of fondness for her.)]

Not too long - 'bout a week or two, I reckon. Showed up in a house full'a mirrors, same as everyone else.

[You, too? is the unspoken question.]

[ Good choice, McCree. It's a little easier for her not to want to slam his face into the nearest brick wall when he isn't purposely pushing her buttons.

Crossing her arms, her own expression falls and she makes little attempt to hide just how much this bothers her. Her life back in Deadlock Gorge wasn't exactly one that she could just up and leave, after all. ]

Huh. [ Yep. Me, too. ] That's everyone's story, ain't it?

[ She huffs, pulling off her hat and raking her fingers through her hair as she turns her gaze toward the street. ]

It don't even seem real...

Seems like.

[So much so the folks running this place weren't even surprised to see them. It's a funny thing, to McCree, but he's still waiting for the punchline.

He adjusts his hat, rolling his shoulders.]

Magic an' monsters ain't quite what I was expectin'. [And he's seen some crazy things in the past - whatever was up with the Shimadas wasn't something he thinks he'd ever understand - but this? This place takes the cake.] Feels almost like a fairy tale.

It sure ain't a fairy tale that I want a part of.

[ She puts her hat back on and rubs her sore knuckles. This entire thing is a situation out of her control with seemingly no chances of going home, and she's lost just a little too much sleep over it. Who wouldn't?

But she can agonize over that later. For now, she's restless and she really doesn't even know what to do with herself. So, why not talk to the man she just punched square in the jaw? ]

So, whatcha think about practicin' magic? You try learnin' anything yet?

[Yeah, he'll agree with that. Sure is a place he's not particularly keen on.

That lazy grin returns, and he holds up his hands. With a click of his fingers, a flame springs up in his palm.]

Learned a few neat tricks, if you don't mind me sayin'. Any luck for you? Ain't one of them beasties waitin' to change, are ya?

[ Her expression lightens just a bit as that ball of fire forms above his hand. That's amazing. She's been having quite a bit of trouble grasping the concept of magic, leading to several failed attempts and a lot of frustration. ]

Not that I know of. Nothin' new or out of place. Guess I'll count that as a blessin'.

[ She watches the flickering flame, looking wistful. ]

Haven't learned that one yet.

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