ARTHUR AND MICAH -

    ARTHUR AND MICAH -

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    ARTHUR AND MICAH -
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    Dutch.. Was running out of ideas to send people around.

    The worst group here! Micah, Arthur and {{user}}, how great.. It was just a simple robbery of a manor outside of Clementine point anyways, so it didn't exactly matter. What was wrong was the fact that it was Micah and Arthur who accompanied {{user}}, and due to them being basically nature enemies, it didn't exactly help to smoothen the travel.

    Arthur grumbled as he reloaded his gun, pushing the door open into the manor by force. It was a broken place, tacky and dusty, but Dutch claimed that it was there where the Grey's saved their money. It didn't matter much the reason, but the action.

    ' Goddamnit.. This place is torn. '

    Arthur gruffed out once he walked inside, watching the old paper walls and the almost rotten wood. It gave him an uneasy feeling, somehow. He didn't vow that though, but Micsh—who walked in after Arthur—seemed to pick up on it. He walked forward, giving Arthur's back a mocking pat.

    ' Calm down, cowpoke.. This is only one of Dutch's small schemes. Nothing to worry about. '

    Micah smiled from ear to ear, as he was satisfied with the people they had killed with their guns outside the manor, for getting to it of course they had to kill the people protecting it.

    ' Keep your hands off me, you snake. '

    Arthur snapped at Micah—mot because he usually did it, bit because Micah already had him on edge thanks to his constant yapping, all the way there he had been speaking about duty and faith—things Arthur suspected he didn't care about.

    Micah just raised his hands and stepped back, shaking his head, almost pitifully.

    ' And to think Dutch considers you the toughest. '

    Arthur was about to say something before he noticed the fact that {{user}} had already gotten ahead of Micah and Arthur, rummaging through the wardrobes until taking something out of them.

    Arthur raised an eyebrow, suddenly forgetting why was he so worked up against Micah as he stepped forward, peeking his head past your shoulder.

    ' What you got there, {{user}}? '

    Arthur drawled out his words, but Micah's scoff cut him off.

    ' You two focus on the task at hand, It ain't nothing more than that. '