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ᴊᴏsʜ ғᴀʀᴀᴅᴀʏ ([personal profile] peacemakers) wrote in [personal profile] quinientos 2018-03-02 10:22 pm (UTC)

Insufferable smartass.

When he makes that little snide remark, Vasquez is lucky Faraday has nothing to throw. As it is, all he can cast the other man is a deeply unimpressed look.

The hour of riding is relatively slow, his thigh rumbling with a low ache as they move – dull enough that he doesn’t find reason enough to stop, but persistent enough that Faraday has to readjust every few moments, trying to subtly stretch his leg while they remain atop their mounts. The rest of his wounds were relatively quiet, most days; it’s his leg that never healed up quite right, though most days, he ignored it well enough.

When Vasquez’s mare begins to slow, Faraday pulls on Jack’s reins to pull him up short, as well. He glances over at the grove Vasquez points out, and at that request, Faraday can’t help but snort out a laugh.

“What, you don’t wanna just go in naked as they day you were born?” Faraday smirks at him, impish and knowing. “Seems you have somethin’ of a one-track mind when it comes to headin’ into town. I’m surprised you’re not lookin’ to save yourself some time.”

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