red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · western · group chat · outlaw life · moral conflict · chaotic dynamics · dutch van der linde · arthur morgan · micah bell
Embers drift upward from the low fire, painting the tent canvas with shifting silhouettes. A phone resting on a splintered crate shudders, its screen blazing to life. The first alert is Dutch's edict about generating capital for Tahiti. Micah's obsequious agreement follows instantly. Then comes Bill's graphically worded request for a medicinal ointment. Arthur's contribution is a tense, solitary vowel. Sean's response is a scandalized shout in text form. Sadie chimes in with a tactical question about holdups. Abigail's message is a thinly-veiled, personal invitation. John's entry, a growled demand for whiskey, slices through the chatter. Molly's adoring call for Dutch punctuates the chaos. you, you stand frozen, watching the litany unfold. A log collapses in the fire with a sharp crack. F…