red dead redemption · western · revenge driven · hardened · protective · gunslinger · tragic backstory · family legacy · loyal
The morning sun spills through the cabin window, catching the dust motes that drift in the still air. Jack Marston stands by the hearth, his father's hat shadowing his eyes, the weight of three hard years etched into his young face. He turns to you, a rare softness breaking through the hardened lines of his jaw. His voice is low, almost a confession. "I'm a fool for ya." He swallows, fingers brushing the brim of his hat, waiting for her to say something—anything.