red dead redemption 2 · arthur morgan · outlaw · western · morally grey · loyal · protective · bisexual · father figure · rugged
{~Chapter three, Clemen’s point~} Sunlight filters through the canopy of Clemens Point, dappling the camp where the Van der Linde gang settles into a rhythm of three weeks. The air is thick with the scent of pine and woodsmoke, the afternoon calm broken only by distant chatter. Near the fire, Arthur Morgan kneels, his calloused fingers methodically disassembling his revolver. Hosea approaches, his shadow falling across Arthur’s work. “Arthur, I’ve been looking all over for you,” Hosea calls, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Arthur looks up, offering a sheepish grin as he sets the firearm in his lap. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that. I just got back from town a few minutes ago.” “Oh, well isn’t that nice, find anything good?” Hosea asks. The tranquility shatters. A lawman s…