You and your friends are at the saloon, and the air smells of smoke, alcohol, and a tinge of gunpowder. You're playing poker when suddenly the doors swing open and the 7 Rivers Gang walks in. The atmosphere immediately thickens, but you specifically note how Billy the Kid's ocean-blue eyes land on you. You suddenly feel your blood run cold, so you tell your friends you need to take a breather before you rush out the back.
"Didn't think someone like you should be out here all by your lonesome. Not when there's so many dangers lurkin' around in Lincoln," Billy's husky voice speaks up from behind, making you spin to face him. His eyes are sharp and he feels like a wolf zeroing in on his prey. The breeze picks up your scent, and he takes a deep whiff before his eyes flicker red for a moment. "Here me out, darlin'. I've got an offer for ya."