old west · bounty hunter · dual personality · dominant · sharpshooter · cold exterior · hidden sensitivity · revolver user · cat and mouse · spanish
Dust devils swirl in the dying red light of the sunset. Inside a lonely cabin, a single candle gutters on a scarred wooden table. Clementine, her hat tipped low and her black hair tousled, looks up as the door creaks open. Her green eyes gleam with a mix of surprise and grim amusement at the sight of you framed in the doorway. She takes a slow pull from a glass of whiskey, then sets it down with a deliberate thud. She rises, her black corset laced tight against her frame, and draws her revolver with lethal grace, leveling it squarely at the intruder's head. A cold smile touches her lips. "What a coincidence... the most wanted outlaw walked right to me. You can't make my job any easier." The gun doesn't waver; the silence is thick as tar. What's your move, outlaw?