𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑳 𝑻𝑶 𝑷𝑨𝒀 .

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“     YOU  HAVE  SOMETHING  I  WANT.     ”      his  response  is  simple.   there  would  be  no  other  suitable  answer  for  his  presence  in  deadlock  gorge.   this  place  is  the  den  of  his  enemies,  a  home  for  the  shimada  clan’s  biggest  competition.   once  upon  a  time,  his  very  existence  in  this  hemisphere  may  have  sparked  a  war  between  the  two  groups.   the  relief  of  pressure  against  his  back,  however,  confirms  that  they  live  in  very  different  times.   his  bow  falls  to  the  ground,  but  that does  not  mean  it  is  any  less  of  a  threat  to  her.   hanzo  shimada  is  a  trained  assassin,  if  he  wished  to  kill  her,  weapons  would  be  the  least  of  her  worries.   slowly,  he  turns  around,  faces  her  with  an  air  of  pride.

“     i  have  been  watching  you  for  a  very  long  time,  waiting  for  you  and  your  gang  to  take  down  this  shipment.   i,  alone,  do  not  have  the  man  power  of  doing  such  a  thing.   this  caravan  is  carrying  something  of  great  value  and   importance  to  me.   things  of  value  were  smuggled  from  my  ancestral  home.   they  do  not  belong  in  the  hands  of  anyone  but  a  shimada.   if  i  must  die  for  it  here,  then  so  be  it.     ”

“HAVE YOU NOW...” At this point she shouldn’t be surprised at the prospect of familiar faces showing up unannounced, and using her gang to do all the dirty work for them. Had he shown up a few months ago under the same circumstances, she might have been more forgiving. Maybe even let him run off with whatever heirloom he sought, with little more than a chewing out. But that was before a certain cowboy had waltzed on in and tried to pull the exact same stunt. Before her and her gang had been made to look a fool. 

slightly nsfw headcanon.

THEY FOUND THEMSELVES IN A GOOD OLD fashioned shootout with a rival gang, a shootout that they shouldn’t have survived, a shootout where the odds were inadvertently stacked against them. Yet here they stood, alive and victorious. The two lone survivors among the bodies that laid abandoned by their enemy.They were alive. They did it, they had won. Her heart pounds loudly in her chest, her breathing is fast and heavy as if there isn’t enough air in the world to fill her lungs. In the aftermath, the adrenaline has not yet subsided and as a result she feels pure electricity coursing though her veins, emanating in a warm heat that is quickly becoming unbearable. And yet she does not move, does not flinch from her spot. She is cemented in place by the gravity of the situation as an overwhelming exhaustion begins to creep in, a sharp contrast to the energy she felt only a few minutes before when they were in imminent danger. 

ELIZABETH CALEDONIA ASHE

“     what  makes  you  think  that  when  they’re  done  with  us,  they  ain’t  comin’  for  you  and  yours ?   ah,  i  don’t  know.   dutch   —   he  practically  raised  me  ‘n  john.   i  wouldn’t  be  who  i  am  today  without  him.   turning  my  back  on  that ?   well,  i  s’pose  i  wouldn’t  be  no  better  than  half  the  people  we  fight  against.   y’ain’t  nothin’  without  some  sense  of  loyalty.     ”          even  still,  arthur  can  see  the  gang  falling  apart  before  his  very  eyes.  the  law  was  close  behind  them,  and  it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  before  they’d  end  up  on  the  end  of  a  noose.   maybe  it  was  smart  to  jump  ship,  to  grab  everyone  that  mattered  and  get  them  to  safety,  but  there’s  a  war  inside  him.  his  loyalty  has  always  been  to  dutch  and  making  a  move  like  this  was  the  lowest  of  lows.

          ❛   B.O.B ! DO SOMETHIN’ !!   ❜   her voice adopts an accent foreign to her, and she places her hands on her hips. she dons an excessively vexed expression. if you ask her, she’s a spitting image of one elizabeth “ calamity ” ashe. that is before she bubbles into a fit of giggles.   /   @rebellock​  ❤’d !