Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
"Love learning." Colt's grin bites into her cheek, the sound of a laugh threaded faintly into the phrase. Seems there's always a lesson on the horizon, some of them familiar, if maybe in a different shape—plenty were identical, trying their damndest to finally teach her. She is not opposed to the pursuit of knowledge, but damn grandpa she's tired. Sometimes it'd ben nice to feel like you know your shit for longer than a stride or two before life knocks you over again.
As more ammunition sinks into the gator and it flips hard to the left, snapping and twisting with rancor, Colt reaches for another arrow. She thinks she can see where it's wearing down more, though it's still an impressive, hulking thing before them that she's mindful to maintain distance from. "Yeah, then we could kill these suckers faster," Colt agrees with the decision, also fond of more firepower where most things are considered. Her arrow seats itself on the bowstring, steps pausing for a moment as she pulls back and aims down the sights of her arm, one eye pinched shut for focus. She breathes in, then out slow, and releases, her sharpened arrow sailing towards the beast's open maw.
"Water...jousting?" Colt repeats as she lowers her bow, other eye popping open and both turning to blink at Mel. She repeated it just to try out the two words together, then laughs faintly. "That honestly sounds like it'd be well worth the watch, but I did make a deal with Thorn last Longnight to spend this one with him, in King's End." Of course, that had been when she had her own house not too far from his. A bit of a larger ordeal for her now that she's in Hak Etme. "Although, we made that deal before I left, and I can't share a room with him since he'll be quite busy doing work much of the time, but I'll figure it out when I get there. Not often I get to see him now so I'll make the best of things to ensure I can." Also, spending the darkness in a very wild land feels less appealing than listening to Thorn fuck someone's brains out to be honest.
As more ammunition sinks into the gator and it flips hard to the left, snapping and twisting with rancor, Colt reaches for another arrow. She thinks she can see where it's wearing down more, though it's still an impressive, hulking thing before them that she's mindful to maintain distance from. "Yeah, then we could kill these suckers faster," Colt agrees with the decision, also fond of more firepower where most things are considered. Her arrow seats itself on the bowstring, steps pausing for a moment as she pulls back and aims down the sights of her arm, one eye pinched shut for focus. She breathes in, then out slow, and releases, her sharpened arrow sailing towards the beast's open maw.
"Water...jousting?" Colt repeats as she lowers her bow, other eye popping open and both turning to blink at Mel. She repeated it just to try out the two words together, then laughs faintly. "That honestly sounds like it'd be well worth the watch, but I did make a deal with Thorn last Longnight to spend this one with him, in King's End." Of course, that had been when she had her own house not too far from his. A bit of a larger ordeal for her now that she's in Hak Etme. "Although, we made that deal before I left, and I can't share a room with him since he'll be quite busy doing work much of the time, but I'll figure it out when I get there. Not often I get to see him now so I'll make the best of things to ensure I can." Also, spending the darkness in a very wild land feels less appealing than listening to Thorn fuck someone's brains out to be honest.
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
