Y/N and Arthur were riding towards thee Gray's manor.
Y/N: Remind me why we're going there?
Arthur: John, is doing some kind of deal with the Grays, something about some horses, but hopefully good money.
Y/N: Okay...
After a few minutes they arrive at the entrance where they see a guard.
Guard: Can I help you there?
Arthur: Sure, we're supposed to meet our business partners here, they arranged a meeting. I believe, about some horses?
Guard: A feller with a scar and a Mexican?
Arthur: Yes, sir.
Guard: Out by the stables.
Arthur: Thank you... have a wonderful day now.
They then ride around the manor and head to the stables where they see John and Javier with an old man.
John: And have you met our partners Arthur Morgan and Y/N-
Mr. Gray: A kid? Is this a joke?
John: No, sir. I assure you, he's just as good as any of us.
Mr. Gray: Okay, then.
John: Mr. Gray here was saying how he had... problems with a family... a family of degenerates.
Arthur: Oh, well, nobody likes degenerates.
Mr. Gray: That hag and her inbred sons... they've ruined this county. They killed y uncle, you know.
John: That ain't right.
Mr. Gray: Problem is we can't be seen to get too close.
John: And?
Mr. Gray: We've got gold, Yankee... We've got gold.
John: I ain't no Yankee, friend... I ain't nothing... my daddy came over on the boat from Scotland.
Mr. Gray: I'm Scottish.
John: And the Braithwaites?
Mr. Gray: Goddamn peasants. I don't know... mongrels... slave fuckers... all you got to do is look at them.
Arthur: How much gold?
Mr. Gray: Enough. These are prized horses I'm talking about... then they'll get you... five thousand.
John: Five thousand? For horses?
Mr. Gray: Easy.
Arthur: And where do we sell these five thousand dollar horses?
Mr. Gray: Over in Clements Cove. Feller over there will run them out of state and give you fifty cents on the dollar.
John: Mister, you got yourself a deal.
Mr. Gray: Just keep us away from this... publicly I mean.
John: My sense is we keep all horse rustling away from the public.
They mount up and they ride to the Brathwaite stables.
John: Crazy old fool.
Arthur: You should see the Braithwaite woman.
Javier: Hosea and Sean were planning on going over to the Braithwaites. You haven't seen them?
Arthur: No, not yet. If they're there already, they better keep their heads down. We don't need this to be any more complicated than it already is.
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Dead Eye Shot (Red Dead Redemption 2 x Male reader)
FanfictionBy 1899, the age of outlaws and gunslingers was at an end. America was becoming a land of laws. Even the West was mostly been tamed. A few gangs still roamed but they were being hunted down and destroyed.
