Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Nomad and Gunslinger. Enjoy the 900-word chapter. I don't own NoN, Rooster Teeth and Georden Whitman do.
(Desert.)
The Gunslinger crossed his arms as he looked behind him there was no people hunting him at the moment.
"We need to look for shelter… We're too exposed out here in the open…"
The Gunslinger muttered, he put his revolver away, he walked over to his brother, Skout had left them to get supplies an hour ago, it made sense since she was probably the one person in the group who didn't have a bounty on her, they kneeled into the sand.
"We're going to keep waiting for Skout for another hour… She wouldn't have backstabbed us, there's a bounty on her or will be soon after the mercs we killed… When their buddies find out that Skout had a hand in killing them…. We are going to need either firewood or a hotel… I'm getting real tired of these blasted bounty hunters…"
The Gunslinger muttered, he looked up at the hill before sighing Skout would have to return soon, it was beginning to get dark.
"Screw it, I'm going to get her, stay here and stay hidden, the more we don't get to rest and the more danger we will be if we can't find shelter before nightfall… And like I said, stay hidden, if that means making a few critters, fine, but nothing that's going to draw an army of mercs and bounty hunters, got it?"
The Gunslinger asked, the Nomad nodded as the Gunslinger teleported away to where they last seen her.
That was before the roar cut him off, causing the Nomad to run for cover, praying his brother would return soon before the monster that made the roar returned and ate him…. Not that he had any idea what the creature even was.
(With Skout, 20 minutes later.)
The Gunslinger walked through the town, he wished he had a spell to camouflage himself, but he'd make
do with sticking to the shadows for the moment until he found the girl.
"Skout, where the hell are you… This wasteland isn't a place for people like you… It's hardly a place for me and…. I can't forget why me and my brother still stay here… I can never forget, ever…. But I can't waste time here, it will be night soon enough..."
The Gunslinger muttered before he looked around the school, he didn't know where he would find Skout, but he'd be cursed to the depths of the desert before he lost someone else.
He found Skout at one of the stalls, he frowned and was about to approach her before seeing her turn to face him.
"Skout, you've been here for an hour, what's been keeping you?"
Gunslinger asked as he pulled her to the cover of a corner, he kept his eye on the crowd, hesitant for any movement from the masses that could prove a danger to him or the girl.
"I was trying to stay hidden and pick up on their chitchat… What are you doing here?"
Skout asked, she looked tired, the Gunslinger hedged his bets that one of them wouldn't be on his side... If they weren't, then he needed to make sure he could teleport away to the camp before a sign of danger popped up.
They walked through the crowd towards the end of the town, he turned to face her to speak up, he kept his hand on his sidearm.
"I was here to see why your long so much… There's probably enough bounty hunters here to have you shot before you can so much as blink…. We have to get back to the camp, my brother is waiting for us and when nightfall hits, the desert will be a death threat…. There are much more dangerous things then the soldiers and thugs hunting us… It will be pretty crazy for us to be out before now…"
The Gunslinger muttered, he crossed his arms, he didn't want to be dealing with the monsters in the desert, he was used to dealing with them but that didn't mean he was ok with dealing with dozens of monstrous creatures.
"There was nothing to feel sorry for…. But I'm sorry for not trusting you…. I will deal with things from next time…. But we've wasted a lot of time which we won't be getting back… C'mon, let's go…"
The Gunslinger muttered, he flexed his arm before they vanished into thin air, leaving a scorch mark into the sand and making at least a dozen or so people look at the spot.
(With the Nomad.)
"Ok, time to get to sleep…. This should be…. Little Brother? Where are you?"
The Gunslinger asked, he crossed his arms before hearing a roar, he sighed, rubbing his temples.
"Stay here… I'll go deal with the damn thing… Sounds like another Rex…"
The Gunslinger muttered, Skout heard a few gunshots before she looked over the ridge.
"C'mon, come and eat dinner."
Author Notes
Phew, another chapter done! Yes, this will be the last chapter for now, I do not have many original ideas for Nomad at the second and I have other stories to deal with. I will return to this story down the road, but at the moment, I will be putting this story on hold. Until then, Lighting Wolf out!
