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[cashe]

deerlyBeloved: calamity Part biker chick, part cowgirl; this would be socialite tossed her trust fund to the side in order to get her hands dirty with the people from the wrong side of the tracks. It’s worked out for her though as this sugar mama seems to have a penchant for success in any situation she puts herself into. Sure to light a fire in the bedroom (and possibly the surrounding area), she’s likely to rock your world so long as you let her keep control. Like anything explosive, she should be handled with care, because there is more to this wild filly than just her hot temper and strong makeup game. But unless you are the unique individual that manages to reign her in, expect to wake up to an empty bed in the morning. Fair warning though, if you leave first, well...she’s got a giant weapon enhanced omnic to do her bidding and a flare for revenge.

( Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe | 39 | female | On Top )

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text ; un: deadeye

[almightythirst]

[ Oh man, so this thing is a goldmine. Jesse can't even decide where to start for a good long while. ]

Sugar mama huh? Now that's news to me.

[cashe]

[Oh shit...this thing. She'd forgotten about this... And McCree found it, because of course he is.]

You wishing you were young enough to qualify for the baby part?

[almightythirst]

[ It was only a matter of time before he dug it up. Plus it's late, it's weird outside, and he's bored. He'd gone looking, but hadn't actually expected to hit a jackpot. ]

Now that's downright hurtful. With that and the 'wrong side of the tracks' bit, I'm wounded. Really am.

[ She probably doesn't need to see his grin to know it's there. ]

[cashe]

[ Not her favorite kind of jackpot, but oh well, this beats being unable to sleep again.

And yes, she totally sees that smile. ]

I didn't write it. Deerington took a stab at you through me, and I kind of appreciate it.

I don't recall you wanting to join my side of the tracks. What is it you always say about rich girls?

[almightythirst]

I can't say I recall. What was it you always said about us farm boys?

[ There's no avoiding the fact that they're full-on flirting now, but at least there's the screen between them and deerlyBeloved to use as an excuse. Plausible deniability makes everything easier. ]

[cashe]

Something about you all being as uncultured as the swine you work with. Good for nothing but a roll in the hay.

[ She isn't sure that's actually what she's said, but she's going to go with it, because she's already laughing over the flirty banter that feels so familiar. ]

Oh right! You said rich girls weren't your type. But I don't recall you being so picky when you were a farm boy.

[almightythirst]

Is that what I said? Must be, since it's so sensible and all.

And any good farm boy will tell you that the hay is a terrible place to roll in. Itchy as all get-out. Call us uncultured, but we're smart

[cashe]

Well sweetheart, when talking about rolling in the hay, we ain't really discussing intelligence.

But I guess I wouldn't know, never rolled in the hay.

[almightythirst]

Naw, you just set places on fire apparently. That's never something I knew you were into. Learning a lot tonight.

[cashe]

What can I say? I like it hot.

And just what other facts are you adding to your mental library?

[almightythirst]

A little bit of this, little bit of that.

[ He means it as a joke, but... there are several details that stand out to him. Ones he knows will stick in his thoughts long after his conversation is over. Not that she needs to know that. ]

You really got B.O.B. chasing down the runners?

[cashe]

[ Oh but she can guess, McCree, she can guess. ]

That description of me is a mess, I have no idea what they are thinking.

Can't say as I have ever had a runner before. I'm the one that dines and ditches.

[almightythirst]

Should've figured. You'd probably want to hunt em down yourself, make it personal

[cashe]

I usually tend to. Didn't hunt you own though. Just tried to keep you from my territory. And look how well that's gone.

But what about you Jesse, I bet you're the type to want them still resting in your arms in the morning.

[almightythirst]

Hey, not my fault this place set us up within spitting distance of each other.

You think I'm the romantic type like that? Should I be flattered?

[ Thing is, she's not wrong. It's just been a long, long time since Jesse had allowed himself that luxury. Ashe isn't the only one apt to leave a bed cold by morning. ]

[cashe]

Wonder if we are disappointing them by not spitting.

You? Yeah. I think you might just be. The romantic type I mean. Though...I did see a different side to you in that closet.

[ Is she bringing that up? Yes, she is. Text is safer after all, right? ]

[almightythirst]

[ Of course she's bringing it up. He should've expected that. Jesse is grinning even as he feels a familiar flash of warmth at the memory, part embarrassment, part heat. ]

You saying that wasn't the most romantic closet make-out session you've ever had? I must be out of practice.

[cashe]

[ It's her turn to blush. She can't deny that it didn't have it's passion involved. Maybe it had even fulfilled a fantasy she'd had once upon a time. At least, it had been a thought being that close in the previous closet when they were young. ]

To be fair, I don't think I have ever actually made out in a closet before. And I am sure this will come as the biggest surprise of your life, but I also haven't really ever been romanced so, I'm flying blind on that one too.

[almightythirst]

[ Now that actually does stop him in his tracks. Jesse blinks down at the screen in a way Ashe would probably find funny, if she were there to see it. ]

You serious right now?

[cashe]

I don't exactly scream the type of girl who guys feel comfortable giving roses to and asking out on fancy dates. I terrify most men.

[almightythirst]

Men like that wouldn't be the kind you'd want anyway. Just surprised there hasn't been anybody.

[ After all this time, all these years... though she hasn't been completely alone of course. She's had the gang, had B.O.B. and whatever other friends she's made. He'd just always assumed, without thinking on it much, that she'd have some sort of romance too. With someone as fierce as her maybe, someone who would see that fire in her and be drawn towards it, not scared away. He realizes, suddenly, that he's frowning down at his Fluid. ]

Their loss.

[cashe]

No, I wouldn't. I'm just as happy finding someone attractive and letting them in just enough to meet my needs before moving back to more important things. Not everyone needs to be loved that way.

[ It's not that she doesn't want it, but she doesn't trust opening herself up. Losing people hurt far too much, and betrayal was easier to avoid when you avoided love.

The other text makes her stop. ]

You think so? I mean, you know what my bad side is like, and it's only ever a matter of time before the ugly comes out.

[almightythirst]

[ Maybe that's true, that she doesn't want anything more. There are people like that. Plenty of them, perfectly happy on their own. But something in his gut tells him that it doesn't quite ring true for Ashe.]

Everybody's got ugly. Doesn't mean there's not somebody out there that'll care for em anyway. So I hear.

[cashe]

[ It's another thing he'd be right about when it came to reading her. But she'd grown accustomed to the idea that it wasn't something she could have and like an envious child she would often insist she didn't want it or need it. ]

Maybe, but I find myself doubtful as the years go by.

And what about you? Not like you're married or even settled. You think there is someone out there for you who is just right?

[almightythirst]

Don't go changing the subject. We're talking about you here.

[ But he already knows she won't take that as a response, so he just goes ahead and replies anyhow. ]

Even if there were somebody, that's no life for me. I stop for too long, my bounty catches up with me. Not really great for the whole picket fence scenario.