Ruby's eyes shot up as pain ripped through her body and a makeshift rope wrapped around her wrist and a view of a man in a checkered suit and a man in a pressed black suit and a fedora with a cigar clenched in his teeth and a frown on his face. "How many times must this spot mark the death of me. First it was me physically when I was shot by Benny, then when I was killed and birthed in the ways of vegas money when I helped the powder gangers control the town of goodsprings, now you Ruby would be the hardest test of my resolve and love for money. Ruby I had fun with you and your friends but rule number one of vegas is fun and pride fall to the wayside and money fame and power are the only thing that is important to me". Oh sorry doll but the big man made his choice so that means it's lights out such a shame for someone with such a pretty face" the man in the checkered suit said with a grin then he took out a engraved cigarette lighter and lit a cigarette. It gave Ruby the feeling of a man that would burn anything for a few caps. Ruby was about to make a run for it when benny shot her in the head and she fell into a familiar grave and then the man with the black suit took out a few shots with a elegantly engraved revolver named Lucky and a shot her with a different gun that had some ring when he pulled it out. When he finished he ripped the magnetic attached combination scythe and sniper rifle and he dropped a large amount of ash from his cigar and it dropped on her dust infused cape where it caught instantly leaving the young girl's corpse to burn away he went back to vegas on brahmin drawn cart.
This is just a little concept I have been toying with may or may not continue.