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never_very_good) wrote2012-06-24 03:11 pm
never_very_good) wrote2012-06-24 03:11 pm
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[VIDEO / ACTION]
[Frankie Dalton, looking just a bit more unkempt than usual, is leaning against a worn wooden post, taking advantage of the scant shade of the overhanging roof. His right hand is tangled loosely in the reins of a tall bay horse, its head bent to drink from the trough at his feet.
Though his stance is relaxed and unhurried, Frankie's eyes are on a small collection of wanted posters tacked to the wall behind him, slightly weatherworn but still readable. None of them look like him, which is a relief; still, he keeps studying the sketches, face carefully neutral, while the horse drinks, until the video times out.]
[ooc; completely ridiculous backstory here, subject to tweaking if I think of anything better ;3 comments frombetter_at_this!]
[Community Post]
[Frankie Dalton, looking just a bit more unkempt than usual, is leaning against a worn wooden post, taking advantage of the scant shade of the overhanging roof. His right hand is tangled loosely in the reins of a tall bay horse, its head bent to drink from the trough at his feet.
Though his stance is relaxed and unhurried, Frankie's eyes are on a small collection of wanted posters tacked to the wall behind him, slightly weatherworn but still readable. None of them look like him, which is a relief; still, he keeps studying the sketches, face carefully neutral, while the horse drinks, until the video times out.]
[ooc; completely ridiculous backstory here, subject to tweaking if I think of anything better ;3 comments from
better_at_this!][Community Post]