Hunter Cross
Basics Age: 37 Birthday: July 4th Occupation: Shamrock Junk Ranch Born: Bradford Springs, Colorado Resides: Sunnyside Trailer Park, Bradford Springs â capable, versatile and instinctive â unpredictable, disagreeable and isolated
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@hunter-cross
Hunter Cross
Basics Age: 37 Birthday: July 4th Occupation: Shamrock Junk Ranch Born: Bradford Springs, Colorado Resides: Sunnyside Trailer Park, Bradford Springs â capable, versatile and instinctive â unpredictable, disagreeable and isolated

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elliotxcrossâ:
aiylaxavciâ:
âWell she was poor, wasnât she? So yes?â Aiyla shrugged, watching each subtle expression change over Elliotâs features. She wished heâd stop being such a stubborn man but she had no room to judge. Aiyla was sitting gleefully watching the table at every chance she had and then giving a not so subtle glance to the time. It didnât bother her that while she was smug about Elliotâs date clearly disappearing, hers hadnât even showed up but he didnât need to know she was waiting for one.
Due to her attention being closely focused on Elliot, her eyes followed his and spotted the same faces she had seen before. Immediately, she scoffed and held up her hand to Elliotâs face to try and get him to be quiet. âDo you need chaperones and failed to mention it to me?â she quipped, slowly looking back at him with a look of dismay. âEverywhere you go, those two seem to be very close behind and Iâm starting to think itâs some sick joke.â she scolded Elliot. âLet me guess, letâs see who can scare the rich pretty girl, hm? Is that some game you all like to play? Or see if you have what it takes to make me fall for you or something? Why are they always there!?â
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âWhy does it matter to you?â He returns pointedly. Elliot doesnât get annoyed easily (or so he says), but it seems like Aiyla always knows what to do or say to get under his skin. Like a splinter, sheâs a constant, irritating presence that he canât seem to ignore. But his annoyance is quickly replaced by confusion at her presumption, refusing to look back at his brother or best friend and remain focused on her. âWhat are you talking about?â He scoffs, almost laughing at the thought. âTheyâre fucking annoying is why theyâre here.â Elliot waves a hand, as though dismissing their very presence.Â
âBesides, youâve made it pretty clear youâre not interested.â He leans back now, too close for comfort as he shrugs, âNow youâre just being an asshole, sending drinks and shit. Itâs fine. I get it.â Elliot is surprised by the bitterness that slips into his voice, âthis,â he gestures between them, âisnât gonna happen.â Because heâs just trailer park trash and sheâsâŚwell, sheâs her. His mood has soured and he wonders what heâs even doing here. He canât even afford this place. âMessage received. I hope your date shows up,â he lies, already backing away, his own date completely forgotten as he avoids eye contact with his brother and Danny and heads to the exit.Â
It had gone from amusing to watch to painful. Hunter, who couldnât read a room if everyone had signs up with their emotions on, was even able to pin point the exact moment his younger brother fucked up. Embarrassing, actually. Even Wolf could leave Neon Boots with two or three girls hanging off his arms and that fucker braided his beard just for the hell of it. As soon as Aiyla and Elliot both spotted him and Danny...wait, Danny was here? Jesus fucking Christ. No wonder why Elliot was bombing. Hunter had to do what every big brother would do, help his brother get laid.Â
âWhat the fuck was that?â Hunter asked as soon as he followed after Elliot and they were alone outside of the bar. âYou got here on a date and sheâs pissed because she wants to be the fucking date. Itâs not fucking rockabilly science.â he didnât have any judgement in his tone, this was going to be a pep talk. Hunter slapped Elliotâs chest with the back of his hand and gestured with the other back to the doors. âYouâre doing it all wrong, man. Okay, brother to brother, when was the last time you got some?â he asked, talking a bit more serious. âBecause right now, I could take bets âround this whole place and theyâd probably put money on you being a damn virgin. So, you gotta go back in there and do what she obviously wants you to do. Take her on a fucking date. Or just...do what I do, kiss âem. You were both about two inches away from it for Christ sake. Have you actually asked her? Properly!? Not the weird fancy weird shit weird words you do. They donât make sense to nobody. If I was her right now, I wouldnât wanna fuck you.â
Julius Caesarâs final words
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israxavciâ:
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Israâs been burnt before but sheâd never seen it coming. At least with Hunter she knows exactly what type of person he is. She lets out a puff of air, laughing softly at his words. If she wants it. This start-stop cycle makes her wonder if itâs smart to walk this road again, but she thinks that every time until she does. Until heâs there with his smug smile and flashing blue eyes and sheâs keen for something to distract her. âThat easy, huh?â she replies with a haphazard smile, heat creeping up her neck before a laugh escapes at the suggestion of him working for her brother. âOh I can put your name down. I just donât know if I hate anyone enough to subject them to Kemal as a boss.â She doesnât even want him to be her boss.Â
She scoffs, a genuine grin forming now as she raises a brow in amusement. âThey find you with a neon sign,â she pokes without ire before chewing the inside of her cheek. His hands tug her close and Isra considers his words for a split second before deciding to be careless. Lifeâs too short, isnât it? âSpecial might be too strong,â she says, hands moving to his shoulders, âBut youâre the only one I let stay.â Itâs as good as any admission as she leans down to close the distance between them.Â
âBe as easy as you want.â Hunter suggested, finding himself funny as he chuckled. It wasnât a complicated situation to be in, at least not from his perspective. The uncertainty of what happened next with them was half of the fun. Hunter could grow bored easily and the break off and make up routine helped his dopamine hits feel more exciting than the last. He claimed heâd never be an addict like his mother but there were certain addictions that seemed less harmless, like creeping the back of his hand along the inside of Israâs arm with a soft graze of his knuckles. âI bet heâs not that bad.â Hunter wasnât being diplomatic from an intelligent stance, he just figured he could punch most people into submission one way or another.
He could easily lose interest in someone like Isra, the indirectness of her answers made him unashamedly roll his eyes in a dramatic motion. âYou ever answer a fuckinâ question or is this your idea of foreplay or something?â he cut through the nonsense, heavy handedly bringing her closer so she had no choice but to part her legs and join him against his lap. Then one of his hands found a possessive hold against her jaw, thumb running over the sharp angle. âIf I ask you again, are you gonna answer properly?â he requested gently, brushing his lips closer to hers but not quite close enough to meet.

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silver spur ranch
@cruz-silvaâ
It took a while for Hunter to follow Leoâs suggestion, heading to Silver Spur to try and find Cruz or Diego. He saw the Vice President first, nodding his head to beckon Cruz over. âYou got a minute or two?â he requested because his impatience was going to get the better of him if something didnât happen soon. âI got a few things I wanna say and youâll probably end up wanting get Diego too.â he shrugged, not expecting the conversation to be civil for long especially if there werenât any real answers. Cutting right to the chase, Hunter sniffed and waited for Cruz to sit with him. âI need to know somethingâs being done, Cruz. Like what the fuck is happening man? Weâre sitting around like fucking dumbasses.â
elliotxcrossâ:
âThey told me yesterday but I thought ah, why bother the lazy asses I call brothers to come get me?â he teases Elliot with a laugh, jabbing a weak punch into his stomach before accepting the much needed hug. âGet on in here.â he then calls to Hunter, waving the other blond misfit into the pile. âNo, no bribing. Just good old fashioned good behavior. One of the old timers had a heart attack and I took over the library trolley, been wanting that job since the last time I was in there. You can always tell when someone doesnât give a fuck about books. It was the most organized it has ever been with me.â he explains away the life that he focused on for the previous five years. âYou both gotta tell me everything. Everything you missed out in the letters and phone calls.â Wolf says excitedly, placing each of his hands on either side of his brotherâs faces to try and knock their heads together. âLook at you both! Look at us three! Ugly motherfuckers.â @elliotxcross¡
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âYouâre such a fucking cunt,â Elliot returns, jabbing him in the shoulder before giving him a squeeze. âI wouldâve gotten you,â he doesnât speak for Hunter though itâs clear they both wouldâve been there to welcome their older brother back to the outside world. âStill find it hard to believe,â Elliot snorts, âhad to be a trade involved. You running drugs on the inside?â He wouldnât be surprised if that were the case, though heâll give Wolf the benefit of the doubt this time. âThis asshole wrote you letters?â He gestures at Hunter, skeptical like if Wolf was saying the sky was green. âWhatâd it say? Things good here?â he mocks in a cave-man voice before pulling a face as Wolf manhandles him.  âShit, man, letâs just get drinks and then weâll talk,â Elliot says, pushing Wolfâs hands from his face but not before pulling him in for another bro-hug. âSpeak for yourself, Wolf â youâre the one who looks like you havenât showered weeks.â he sniffs, âsmell like it too.â @hunter-cross¡
Hunter was too busy laughing to talk properly, but he joined in with making a punch into Elliotâs other side and then giving Wolf one too, right in the ribs. âYeah right, you were still tunneling your way out. Whole place is gonna be crawling with cops looking for you.â he jested. He was cackling at the same time, clipping Elliot on the ear with a little slap. âShut up man, I can write. I just donât do all the weird-ass fancy flowery shit you do. And you.â he looked between them both but was happy Elliot finally had someone who he could talk smart with again and he had someone he could randomly fight people with. Best of both worlds with their brother. He dodged out of the way from being pushed into Elliotâs face and grabbed his tobacco to start making them some smokes. âYeah, letâs head to The Phoenix or something first before we get everyone over excited at Boots. Youâd probably be useful at the junk ranch with me and Finn. Or just go instead of me when I got a hangover from hell.â @wolff-crossâ
ryanxyoungâ:
he can hear the pity in hunterâs tone and that isnât what ryan was looking for. in fact, ryan just wanted the whole thing to go away and the two years he spent alone to actually be worth something. âwell, he ran me out of the city when i had a pretty good job, and now i just give people weird headset shit and tell them where to park soâŚif he wanted me to pay he shouldâve thought about that.â ryan shrugs, missing the fact he should have never began borrowing to begin with. fighting isnât the worst idea, axe is better with aggression and anger than ryan is but he knows how to punch and fight dirty if needed. itâs better than nothing so he nods slowly. âiâll think about it, hunt. âcause i need to at least show up to finn with some kinda payment before i say i canât get anything.â
Hunter laughed, assuming Ryan was playing around until he noted the seriousness. His laughter stopped pretty soon after that and he gave a disgruntled shrug. âOr if you couldnât afford whatever the fuck you were doing, you shouldâve thought about it.â he said back simply. Hunter never let gray areas into his way of thinking. Life was as simple or as complicated as people made it be. âTrue, well, you better pick up some extra shifts, Young. Once Finn hears youâre back, it wonât be long âtil heâs coming to you.â Hunter said fairly. âIâll talk to him next time I see him, ask him to take it a little slower but I canât promise he will. Thatâs all I got for you. And technically, itâs only âcause of Axe that it might work so, thank your brother.â
elliotxcrossâ:
wolff-crossâ:
closed starter, cross trailer with @elliotxcrossâ, @hunter-crossâ
He knows itâs too soon for either of them to expect him home, but Wolf loves the element of surprise. He purposely didnât tell Hunter or Elliot about his early release and now here he is, breathing in the familiar air of home as he sees the top of his brothers heads side by side in the window. Like little Russian Dolls, round and identical even from the back. Now theyâre no longer lone weirdos and have their older one to complete the set. The door is open, as it always is and itâs as if he has never been gone. He creeps, chewing on a snack he acquired from a friendly face. âUm excuse me, you wouldnât happen to know if this is the residence of three Crosses?â he daintily speaks like an Englishman, waiting for the two heads to turn at him before he throws a chunk of the food at them. âHa-ha, itâs me you fucking sorry asses. Come on, come and help me find a job. I have a felony now. But I love money.â he laughs as he disappears back outside, just to confuse them further but also because he knows the bundle thatâs about to begin.
Elliotâs attention is torn away from the Kardashians playing on the TV (he was there first so Hunter had to fucking deal with the trash TV) when someone walks into the room. If this was in the before times, his hand wouldâve already been on the trigger. But itâs not so his hand isnât and, instead, heâs left staring like an idiot at his oldest brother, standing there like itâs fucking nothing. âWolf...what the fuck?â His incredulous look is replaced by a wide grin which is replaced by a raised brow as Wolf heads back out. Elliot follows him in a swift motion, Kim and her photoshoot all but forgotten as he pushes the swinging door open. âWhen the fuck did this happen?â he laughs now, clapping his brother on the shoulder and pulling him in for a hug. âThought you had anotherâŚhow long was it? Longer than this,â but Elliotâs grinning, his stupid brother back from the clink probably the highlight of his weekâŚmonth maybe (not that heâd say as much).Â
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Hunter didnât know when women started to become shaped like wisdom teeth, but the more he was forced to watch Leeching with the Sanitarians he could suddenly see why Elliot was obsessed with Aiyla. âScott always tells âem but they donât wanna hear it.â Hunter grumbled, torn away from the fuzzy T.V screen when he heard a God Damn British accent. He turned just in time for the food to hit him in the face but he burst into laughter. âWolf!?â he followed after the eldest, and suddenly the trailer felt full again. Him and Elliot could handle life just fine without their older brother, but that was it. Just fine, Wolf was always a ray of weird sunshine. âWe were hoping weâd get a few more weeks of peace man, the fuck did you do? Bribe the officers with a shiny rock or something?â he pulled Wolf into a hug but then stepped back so he could place his hands on both of his brotherâs shoulders. âFuck finding a job, Wolf. We need to drink.â @wolff-crossâ

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somewhere in denver
@volkanxzorluâ
It felt like the longest drive to Denver in Hunterâs life with Volk in the passenger seat snoring. Heâd rather be stuck in the truck with Danny, which was saying a lot. At that point in time, Danny seemed like heâd be a better man for the job entirely because Volkan got the fucking time wrong. Which caused the two men to seek out a bar, which wasnât the best idea in hindsight. Because somewhere during the night, Hunter lost all memory of what the fuck was happening but somehow gained conciousness in the location they were supposed to be in. Gun drawn, cocked and loaded at about five other people doing the same back at him and Volk. âZ...what the fuck happened?â he whispered harshly.
volkanxzorluâ:
volk laughs childishly, pointing to hunter. âshouldnât you be telling yourself that? i hear what youâre like.â he jokes along, but itâs not much of a joke. hunterâs never in his own bed according to the legend. âso danny gets away with being a dumbass but not me?â he tsks, feeling the injustice. âiâm not a newbie anymore, hunter. three years, and that feels like forever working with you.â volkan laughs before giving his friend a playful wink. âoh i already know why. it reflects your eyes.â he teeters boyishly, throwing his legs on the dashboard. âcan i sleep until we get there? unless you want me to count the money wrong and us get shot.â
âYeah? Well, fuck what you heard and fuck who told you.â Hunter said calmly, missing the point that he had probably done the last part himself. He had no idea why conversations about Danny always happened with him, like he was some sort of guardian to the middle Anderson. âDanny has been a dumbass since he was born, consider yourself lucky everyone expects more from you.â he replied, beginning their journey out of the trailer park. âThree years is nothing, Z. Donât get cocky.â As if he wasnât. The comment about his eyes made him laugh, shaking his head. âI ever tell you how much you piss me off sometimes?â Even though Hunterâs truck was far from clean, his hand roughly pushed Volkanâs feet off the dashboard. âFuck outta here with that. You think this is the fucking Emirates?â
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Leo laughs with Hunter, already knowing heâs spoken more promptly to Hunter Cross without getting punched than most people can say. Leoâs head bows when the names are reeled off, proving Hunterâs point instead of his own. Theyâd lost many, but nothing was certain who was to blame. âIf we do something unplanned, we could lose a lot more.â he shrugs, the only thing heâs able to offer in return to prove their slow movements. âIâm not speaking for you Hunt, I just think youâre better off talking this through with Die and Cruz if itâs this strong.â he smiles crookedly before he sighs. âIf you let bitterness stay in there, weâll lose you too. Just in a different sorta way.âÂ
Hunter didnât like reason or rationality, they conflicted with his brash and relentlessness. But, heâd be an idiot to say Leo was wrong. His chest rumbled with a crackling sigh as he threw his cigarette into the towering flames. âYeah, guess Iâll talk.â he admitted bitterly, knowing it was for the best even if those sort of conversations never stayed conversations for long. âThanks.â he then said to Leo, reluctantly but it was still appreciative. âBut donât go getting a big head that you talked sense into me, because Iâll knock your teeth out.â
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âSee him?â Fox was just as confused as Finn??? Who was this man!? âWho are you!?â he screeched, trying to angle himself in the seat as the truck swerved through the lanes. Oh my God, this was it, this was how he died. Not cooking pasta like he originally thought his way would be. How didnât he know who Van Halen was? âUhhh, self titled debut album was released in 1978. They covered You Really Got Me by The Kinks? People went crazy for it.â Fox had never talked so fast in his life, trying to speed through the information while understanding completely this was not the time. âKas? Patch!? Man I am so confused, Iâm Fox.â he pointed at himself, eyeing the road at the same time. âI think this is likeâŚone of those identity fraud things but I duno why this Kas would wanna be me. Iâm in debt.â
âWho...â Hunter worked his jaw, speeding up in the truck as his mind whirled. âIâm not Finn, who the fuck are you?â it was hard to look for longer than a second at the passenger, and the screeching didnât help. Nor the lesson in music which made Hunter grumble with frustration. âYeah, YEAH I know who you mean. The Jump dudes.â he shouted back, actually quite liking that song. âFox!?â he yelled back, grabbing the guyâs arm to try and get a look at his face properly. âAngelâs weird ex?â He had heard many stories, always wondered what his kind-of-niece was doing with the guy from the things Finn told him. Immediately, Hunter began laughing. Loud and amused as they sped down the street. âMan, thatâs hilarious. I was gonna punch you. Thought you were Kas fucking Morrison. Look alike. âcept...heâs less...soft.â

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âpeople lined the streets and everything.â ryan laughs back but his shrug is defeated. coming back was his only option, and he thinks two years away from everybody he grew up with is a fair punishment. âno worse than you on a good day.â he bites back with a smile but the news about finn isnât surprising. it confirms ryanâs worst fears that heâs returned with a price on his head remaining, and this time a more pissed off irish-man wanting his dues. âdude i donât even earn half as much as what i used to, i donât even think iâd be able to get him it by the end of the year.â he flaps his arms, sighing. âyeahâŚif you could talk iâd appreciate it. but i canât pay what i donât have, i wish i could pull cash out of my ass but yâknowâŚâ
Hunter laughed, happy to see Ryan hadnât lost his sense of humor. He wasnât sure if that was a good thing though, stupidity or confidence. Hunter certainly wouldnât be laughing if he owed Finn money, not even just a dime. His eyebrows raised when Ryan announced he still was in no position to pay up, and Hunter whistled with pity. âDamn, boy.â he dropped a hand onto Ryâs shoulder, giving him a rough slap. âWell, one thing about Finn is heâll find a way to make you pay or youâre gonna be leaving the city again before you had time to unpack.â He wondered if the Jones knew he was back too. Hunter didnât have good ideas often but sometimes a dim lightbulb flashed above his head. âAxe fights for us these days, you should think about it. Offer Finn to keep all your takes until itâs paid off. But I mean...be prepared for him to punch you too before you even offered.â
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