05-03-2013, 01:45 PM
"Sounds like a good cause," Calden remarks, thankfully dropping that awful Texas drawl. He gets to his feet. It's not like he wasn't dwarfing the girl before, his shoulders roughly four times as broad as hers, but now he really dwarfs her. Her hand almost disappears into his palm. "Jimmy, lemme borrow your hat. For the Cause."
It gets handed over. And the not-a-cowgirl, who has had a few mugs of homebrew and is rather willing to be charmed at the moment, giggles and runs her hair lightly over Jimmy's newly-revealed fair hair. Calden smirks at Jimmy as he sets the brand-new white Stetson down on his head, very much a you can thank me later sort of look. With the brim set low over his eyes, Calden suddenly looks quite a bit more Cowboy™: all rugged jaw and strong nose under that clean white hat. A tug on the brim toward the parkrangergirl, perhaps just a touch of irony in the gesture, and a "Miss," -- and he allows himself to be pulled along behind Ellie.
"So let me get this straight," he says, ambling along with the little girl. "Real cowboy boots, and not pink ones. You want nice tooling on the sides too? Or just plain like mine?"
A tough choice to be sure. Calden's plain boots don't even really have the sharply tapered toes of stereotypical cowboy boots, though they do have the solid stirrup-catching heel as well as the well-worn spot on that heel where those boots have, in fact, caught the stirrup on countless occasions. And though he wears them under his jeans today, if he were to pull his cuffs up she'd see that they do also have the convex upper edge and the proverbial bootstraps by which they could be tugged on. These are obviously the real deal, authentic. But tooling was just so fancy.
It gets handed over. And the not-a-cowgirl, who has had a few mugs of homebrew and is rather willing to be charmed at the moment, giggles and runs her hair lightly over Jimmy's newly-revealed fair hair. Calden smirks at Jimmy as he sets the brand-new white Stetson down on his head, very much a you can thank me later sort of look. With the brim set low over his eyes, Calden suddenly looks quite a bit more Cowboy™: all rugged jaw and strong nose under that clean white hat. A tug on the brim toward the parkrangergirl, perhaps just a touch of irony in the gesture, and a "Miss," -- and he allows himself to be pulled along behind Ellie.
"So let me get this straight," he says, ambling along with the little girl. "Real cowboy boots, and not pink ones. You want nice tooling on the sides too? Or just plain like mine?"
A tough choice to be sure. Calden's plain boots don't even really have the sharply tapered toes of stereotypical cowboy boots, though they do have the solid stirrup-catching heel as well as the well-worn spot on that heel where those boots have, in fact, caught the stirrup on countless occasions. And though he wears them under his jeans today, if he were to pull his cuffs up she'd see that they do also have the convex upper edge and the proverbial bootstraps by which they could be tugged on. These are obviously the real deal, authentic. But tooling was just so fancy.
BECAUSE OF LIGHT AND DUTY AND REASONS.