Red Dead Redemption, Sadie Adler X Male Reader

Chapter 13: An American Pastoral Scene

You ride Apollo up a small, rocky mountain. You can see smoke coming from the right.

You stop Apollo at a three-way trail and you dismount. You go to the right.

You see Micah's Missouri Fox Trotter horse, Baylock. This must be it.

You walk up and see that Micah's camped out at an outlook. He's sitting by a fire at his tent.

Micah: Hey, Y/N. Good to see you.

He stands up.

You: Why? You want rescuin' AGAIN, do ya?

He fake chuckles.

Micah: No. I got a plan to make it up to you.

You: A plan like the Blackwater ferry job? Or...like you goin' off scoutin' and endin' up in jail? You say, sitting down.

Micah: Don't be like that.

You: Like what?

Micah: Like Arthur. A big shadow cast by a tiny tree.

You: Is that right?

Micah: Well, it's what Dutch said.

You: Well, I don't even know what it means anyway.

Micah: I thought you was a tough boy. He says, putting his fists up.

He chuckles.

Micah: Not one of those gentlemen tryin' to protect his ridin' clothes. He says, turning to the outlook.

You: I just know whenever things get real you turn yellow, and lose your head.

Micah: Yellow? He says, turning to you.

You: Sure seems that way.

Micah: So I guess you won't be ridin' with me to rob the bankin' coach comes about this time into Strawberry? I heard one of the O'Driscoll boys yappin' about it while I was inside. He says, walking out in front of you, past you.

You stand up.

You: You and me? Do a robbery?

Micah: That's what I said, didn't I?

You: After you. You say, holding your hand out facing the exit with your palm facing the sky.

Micah laughs.

You both start walking towards the horses.

Micah: There's a spot up this way with a good view of the trail. He says as you both mount up.

You both start riding through the path.

You: What are you doin' anyway, campin' out here like some crazy hermit?

Micah: Can't exactly stay in town now, can I? And like I told you, I ain't goin' back to Dutch without a peace offering.

You: So what's the deal with this coach?

Micah: What do you mean? Comes through about this time every day, like I said. The end.

You: I MEAN...how many MEN? Guns? Riders?

Micah: Nothin' serious. It'll be fine.

You: I heard the bank's been hirin' every trigger man they can get as of late. The meaner the better.

Micah: You worry too much.

You: Forgive me if I ain't wholly faithful in somethin' an O'Driscoll told you, when you was half-drunk in a jail cell.