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Spurred boots rang out with each slow step that was taken, people hid inside buildings and barrels as they watched the figure continue to make her way through the town, thinking she was already dead. Boots crunched the gravel as dust and dirt was kicked up with each footfall, spurs grinded the rough terrain as the young gunslinger finally planted her leather boots on the ground, spurs chiming one final time as her boots shifted slightly on the gravel. The young gunslinger stood tall, wearing a wide-brimmed brown leather hat that rested on her head, a deep brown band was wrapped around the base of the hat as a yellow bandana was wrapped around her neck. She had on a brown leather sleeveless vest, exposing her firm white arms as a sunflower was pinned on the right side of her vest, even wearing a buttoned-up brown shirt that showed a hint of her cleavage. The figure wore a brown skirt with the tips and highlights white, the skirt exposed her long legs and milky thighs which looked soft but also firm. On her feet were brown leather boots that hugged her calves, golden spurs were behind each heel of her boots which seemed to have gleamed threateningly in the sunlight. Finally, around her waist was a brown leather belt with a gold buckle, a leather holster rested on her thigh with a revolver secured. The young gunslinger was named Ochako Uraraka, one of the most bubbly and endearing people around the town, her determination to help her parents with money and even having a crush on a green-haired young man. She was usually sweet and always helped those in need, yet here she stood with a scowl on her face, hearing the sounds of spurred boots approaching her as she saw a figure walking through the town, people around were still hiding but were especially scared of this individual. Her heavy leather boots struck the ground, spurs jingling loudly enough for those who were nearby, dirt and dust being kicked up with each dangerous footfall as her holsters smacked loudly against her bare white thighs, even a psychotic smile graced her lips as she held a toothpick between her glistening lips. The figure planted her leather boots on the rough terrain, spurs chiming one last time as boots shifted on the ground with her body on full display, her curves being exposed in all the right places.
The figure stood facing the young gunslinger as she stood confident, on her head rested a white leather hat which was curved, a red band wrapped around the base of her hat with a red ribbon on the side, a blue bandana with a teeth symbol wrapped around her neck as she wore a skimpy red bikini that barely covered her cleavage. She wore a short brown leather sleeveless vest that exposed her tone white arms, her midriff was exposed as a navel piercing was displayed for all to see. On her hands were brown leather fingerless gloves, the golden buckles tight around the wrists as her red painted fingertips shimmered menacingly in the sunlight. The figure's white booty shorts emphasized her figure, the shorts outlining her ass and showing a hint of it, her long legs and milky thighs being exposed from the shorts as they were also soft but firm. Her feet were encased in white leather boots which hugged her calves, the red outline showing a beautiful pattern as behind each heel were spiked golden spurs that clicked softly and gleamed in the light. Finally, around her waist was a deep rich brown leather belt with a red heart in the middle, both holsters rested on her bare thighs yet each contained different weapons, a knife was on the left side of her holster while her revolver was secured on the right side. The outlaw's name was Himiko Toga who also went by the name "Crimson Blood", killing those in her path and sucking the blood out of them. She was wanted for countless murders, eating cattle and robbing banks, no one was able to catch her and she was a force to be reckoned with, at some point in her encounters she met a green-haired young man, despite the battle and blood she decided to let him go for now as he was too cute, maybe she'll kidnap him after she takes care of the gunslinger with brunette bobbed hair. Both gunslingers, one a force of good and one force of evil, staring each other down and sizing one another up as they remained still. The saloon doors creaked, the signs slightly moving in the wind, folks were still hiding and staying clear from the upcoming gunfight that will soon start. Ochako's scowl still remained, her fingers brushing the handle of her revolver as she continued to size the outlaw up.
"Himiko Toga…" The brunette slowly drawled out as she narrowed her chocolate orbs further, she heard giggling coming from the outlaw, listening as she spoke.
"Ochako Uraraka…" The blondie drawled out in a low tone, her finger taking out her knife and twirling it, "Didn't think I'll see that pretty face of yours again…" Holstering her knife right back at her side as she chewed on the small wood between her lips, "But it's missin' some blood~" She gushed, cackling to herself. Ochako wasn't deterred though, this only filled her determination more.
"We could settle this peacefully.." The brunette calmly spoke, she already knew they were way past that but she wanted to try, "Just come quietly, drop your weapons and maybe there will be a chance for you to live.." Her fingers still close to her revolver, chocolate eyes still staring at the outlaw in front of her. The blonde young woman just cackled, she made her mind up a long time ago already.
"Nah~ It's much more fun livin' on the edge~" She let out a singsong voice, her head tilting to the side as she sized up the brunette, her golden eyes intense as they gleamed with danger, "Watchin' folks face before I kill them, before I drink them fills me with joy~" Her voice slowly losing its playfulness, a sneer across her lips as her toothpick still remained, "And I don't plan on stopping anytime soon, Your just another in my way, throwin' your life away like all the others…" The outlaw's voice was now cold, her own hand right by her revolver as if wanting to draw. The brunette just stared at the blonde woman, a flash of disappointment across her features which briefly went away, she steeled herself as she knew the time of talking was over.
"So be it.." Her hand hovered over the holster that rested on her thigh, her legs spreading out which framed the other within as her boots remained planted on the dirt ground with her spurs ringing slightly, "When high noon comes, draw…" Ochako drawled out, her voice low and serious as she squinted her chocolate eyes on the blondie. Toga spat out the wooden pick between her lips, the small wood falling on the ground as the young woman crushed it with the heel of her boot, grinding it into pieces which caused dust to rise. A soft growl escaped her lips as her golden irises seemed to glow more dangerously.
"You're on, partner…" Her hands soon came to hover over her own holsters, one holster resting on her thigh which concealed her knife, another holster resting on her thigh with her revolver secured. Her own legs soon spread out which framed the other within, white leather boots remained planted on the dirt ground as her spurs lightly chimed as well. Both pairs of young women stood across, silence overtaking the area as the showdown had begun, their hands hovering by their sides as they ready themselves to draw.
Ochako Uraraka stood still, squinting her chocolate orbs on the blond haired outlaw as her nostrils flared slightly. Her hand remained over her holster, fingers slowly and gently wiggling alongside light pink painted nails glimmering in the sunlight, each movement from her digits caused her joints to pop slightly. The brunette's lips slowly parted, taking in the crisp air of the heated atmosphere, her bobbed brunetted hair lazily blowing in the wind alongside her skirt which continued to display her legs. Her fingers continued their gentle dance as they yearned to draw at a moment's notice, the clock was slowly making its way to the top, she was ready for the upcoming draw.
Himiko Toga remained still as well, squinting her golden irises which turned to slits as they remained focused on the young brunette gunslinger. Her own nostrils twitched as she slowly curled her lips, showing a perfect row of white pearly teeth and her fangs, she let out a low snarl which would have left the toughest of men frozen in fear. The "Crimson Blood's" dexterous fingers slowly and dangerously wiggled over her holsters, nails coated in shimmering red that looked to be slight claws continue to wiggle ever so menacingly, both the knife and revolver yearned to be drawn yet she dared not flinch as she waited for the clock to strike. Her blond bangs lazily blew in front of her, eyes still focused on the gunslinger in front of her as she still bared her fangs. The most dangerous and deadly outlaw in the whole west was ready for the upcoming draw.
Ochako licked her lips, the tongue grazing the plump flesh as it left a sheen. The brunette's eyes slowly twitched as the clock was almost to the top, her fingers still wiggled ever so slowly towards her holster, light pink tips still shimmering with each movement from her digits. A bead of sweat slowly made its way down the side of her cheek, dropping on the dirt ground as the tension slowly got to her. Ochako remained vigilant as it wasn't long until the clock struck high noon, she was ready to defeat the one who had been terrorizing the western frontiers.
Himiko spat to the side, spit hitting the dirt as she licked her lips in anticipation. The young blonde yet out a small maniacal giggle, the tension also getting to her but she welcomed it and the challenge, her own fingers still were wiggling dangerously and slowly towards both her knife and revolver, her red tips letting off a menacing sheen as each digit continued their slow dance. A bead of sweat rolled down her upper lip, catching the bead as she licked it off and grinned. Himiko was definitely ready, the clock was nearing high noon, she was ready to gun down the brunette and take her blood for herself, killing the folks in this town and finally kidnapping the cute green-hair young man for herself.
The townsfolk watched, some nervous while some on the edge of their seats at the showdown between the gunslinger and outlaw. The clock slowly reached high noon, just one more minute until the bullets started flying and until one of them was the last one standing. The brunette slowly inched her hand closer to her holster, fingers still wiggling as they neared the handle of her revolver, her light painted pink nails slowly tapped against the surface which left an audible sound. Her fingers brushed the handle as she soon gripped it, readying to draw as it was all or nothing. The blondie inched her own hands towards her respective weapons, her own fingers continuing their dangerous dance towards them as one hand rested on the handle of her holster while the other brushed the tip of her knife. Red tipped nails slowly scratched against the surface, leaving faint marks as they slowly tapped against it, her other fingers toyed with her knife as she slowly took it out, her other red tipped nails tracing lazy circles around.
Everything was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, the atmosphere was so intense you could cut it with a knife. A tumbleweed slowly made its way between the pair, drifting between them to set the mood even further. The townsfolk held their breaths, the pair of young women tensed up and even the buildings remained silent. Then the tension broke as the clock had finally struck.. High Noon
Ochako and Himiko had gone for their weapons, the brunette drawing her revolver while the blondie drew out her knife and revolver as well. And just like that… The duel had begun