Name's Jesse McCree. Friend of yours just announced you're in the business of gun safety lessons, and... gotta be honest, not so sure if this is you bein' set up by a buddy, or if you're really goin' for it. That guy's a hoot. But I was doin' the same a while back. The teachin'-how-use-guns part, I mean. When I first got here. Fell out of the saddle after a few months, but I'd like to lend you a hand if you're lookin' for any help on that front. Got a little practice range set up out back of my place you could use.
Anyway, look at me ramblin' on. Give me a call back if any of that sounds good to you.
frank isn't all too fond of attention, so of course, wade's public shout-out of his skills, however much they'd been widely known prior or not, left him a bit uncertain in terms of what the hell kind of messages he'd get in turn.
on the positive, mccree's got a good reputation, if only because wynonna's put in a good word for him, and he tends to trust his girlfriend's judgment on good character (most times).
so, eventually, he returns the call, rather than simply ignoring it. a decent start. ]
Uh, hey. McCree, yeah? Got your message. Wasn't really β Wilson was just dragging out my name, but considering how shit is out here, ain't a bad idea to hold up some lessons. Y'know, if you wanted to do that.
Probably high time I chat with you anyway, since we're apparently neighbors. I'm right on over at Wynonna Earp's place.
Yeah, thought that might be the situation. Got to be honest with you, I only understand about half of what that guy says most of the time, so I wasnβt so sure about all this.
[ He chuckles as he stands and goes to the window, tugging aside a curtain to look at the house next door. ]
Yβknow, I thought it was lookinβ a little busier over there. Sorry. Shouldβve stopped by some with housewarminβ gifts a while back.
[ After being dead, heβd taken to spending a lot of time out of the house, though thatβs starting to change with time. Plus the streets being an actual hellscape has helped keep him in more often these days. ]
But yeah. Guns. Iβd like to get the lessons back on, and itβd be better with more hands on deck. You know your way around firearms?
Pretty sure thatβs the case with just about everyone and that guy. [ because, really, who the hell ever really understands what point wade wilson is trying to drive at.
but frank huffs a slight breath with his own minor chuckle, knowing "busier" is a bit of an understatement. ] Yeah, guess thereβs about ... six of here now. Not counting all the damn farm animals.
[ six humans, two chickens, a rooster, a horse, a cow, and a dog. definitely busier. ]
But yeah, I know a thing or two on firearms. Was a soldier once. [ though he doesnβt elaborate on that. ] Canβt say most people would be too thrilled to have me for a mentor, but I can offer my hand in it.
Damn, they all live there? My house has to look like a ghost town in comparison.
[ Just him and his two horses, one of which is technically not a horse. ]
Yeah, I did that same sort of work once. Sounds like weβve got a bit in common. And youβd be surprised how people warm up to you when youβve got somethinβ to offer up in terms up survival. And if they don't, their loss.
Sounds cozy, but I guess that depends on how much of a people person you are.
[ He hums thoughtfully as he considers that question and makes his way outside. It's been a minute since he really fixed the gun range up for anyone but himself, and he looks it over with that in mind as he keeps talking. ]
Guess so, now that you mention it. But that's the way it is when you've got a lot of people tryin' to survive anywhere. Think things have stayed pretty well civil, considerin'.
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Name's Jesse McCree. Friend of yours just announced you're in the business of gun safety lessons, and... gotta be honest, not so sure if this is you bein' set up by a buddy, or if you're really goin' for it. That guy's a hoot. But I was doin' the same a while back. The teachin'-how-use-guns part, I mean. When I first got here. Fell out of the saddle after a few months, but I'd like to lend you a hand if you're lookin' for any help on that front. Got a little practice range set up out back of my place you could use.
Anyway, look at me ramblin' on. Give me a call back if any of that sounds good to you.
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frank isn't all too fond of attention, so of course, wade's public shout-out of his skills, however much they'd been widely known prior or not, left him a bit uncertain in terms of what the hell kind of messages he'd get in turn.
on the positive, mccree's got a good reputation, if only because wynonna's put in a good word for him, and he tends to trust his girlfriend's judgment on good character (most times).
so, eventually, he returns the call, rather than simply ignoring it. a decent start. ]
Uh, hey. McCree, yeah? Got your message. Wasn't really β Wilson was just dragging out my name, but considering how shit is out here, ain't a bad idea to hold up some lessons. Y'know, if you wanted to do that.
Probably high time I chat with you anyway, since we're apparently neighbors. I'm right on over at Wynonna Earp's place.
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[ He chuckles as he stands and goes to the window, tugging aside a curtain to look at the house next door. ]
Yβknow, I thought it was lookinβ a little busier over there. Sorry. Shouldβve stopped by some with housewarminβ gifts a while back.
[ After being dead, heβd taken to spending a lot of time out of the house, though thatβs starting to change with time. Plus the streets being an actual hellscape has helped keep him in more often these days. ]
But yeah. Guns. Iβd like to get the lessons back on, and itβd be better with more hands on deck. You know your way around firearms?
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but frank huffs a slight breath with his own minor chuckle, knowing "busier" is a bit of an understatement. ] Yeah, guess thereβs about ... six of here now. Not counting all the damn farm animals.
[ six humans, two chickens, a rooster, a horse, a cow, and a dog. definitely busier. ]
But yeah, I know a thing or two on firearms. Was a soldier once. [ though he doesnβt elaborate on that. ] Canβt say most people would be too thrilled to have me for a mentor, but I can offer my hand in it.
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[ Just him and his two horses, one of which is technically not a horse. ]
Yeah, I did that same sort of work once. Sounds like weβve got a bit in common. And youβd be surprised how people warm up to you when youβve got somethinβ to offer up in terms up survival. And if they don't, their loss.
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[ so much so that he's had to renovate the attic. eventually, he'll probably need to build an extension. ]
I guess that's ... that's kind of how things work around here, huh? Everybody's got something to offer everybody.
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[ He hums thoughtfully as he considers that question and makes his way outside. It's been a minute since he really fixed the gun range up for anyone but himself, and he looks it over with that in mind as he keeps talking. ]
Guess so, now that you mention it. But that's the way it is when you've got a lot of people tryin' to survive anywhere. Think things have stayed pretty well civil, considerin'.