the dog king (markedman) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-09-30 23:38:00 |
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Rodeo only slept for an hour or two, but he's got no lack of manic energy to drive him as he crosses the sandy ground towards Vic's trailer. The sun is already scorching at seven AM, and he squints against the burning light. There aren't many early risers in camp-- late nights around the bonfire with shine and sweet girls leave the camp quiet in the early morning hours, and Rodeo passes only a few conscious souls along his way. Rodeo is glad for the stillness. His own energy is frenetic, and the sharp air of anticipation that permeates the camp when everyone's awake and waiting for action only bites at him and frays his frustrated nerves. It's no good for his cool. And he's gonna need to stay fucking cool. |