Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
'Well,' Morgan calls back thoughtfully, not taking his eyes off the spirit. Shaking the remainder of the water from his hat, the wrangler shoved it back on his head and placed his hands on his hips. "Might be. With how these things look, who can really say?" Hazarding a glance toward Ronin, the creature shivered itself a few feet closer before Morgen's gaze snapped back and held it in place.
"But I tell you what, any friend of mine comes out of the bushes, spooks my mare, and gets me thrown into the water is gonna get a fuck you from me no matter how friendly we is."
The thing was, fuck you didn't seem to do much in the way of gettin' the creature gone. "Y'ever seen one of these before?" Morgan wondered, turning his head slightly but keeping his eyes on the spirit. "Not just a ghost, but one like this I'mean. Specifically, how to get it to git."
"But I tell you what, any friend of mine comes out of the bushes, spooks my mare, and gets me thrown into the water is gonna get a fuck you from me no matter how friendly we is."
The thing was, fuck you didn't seem to do much in the way of gettin' the creature gone. "Y'ever seen one of these before?" Morgan wondered, turning his head slightly but keeping his eyes on the spirit. "Not just a ghost, but one like this I'mean. Specifically, how to get it to git."
