come. and be my baby

“My name is Nya,” says Blue Eyes, sticking out a hand. Pixal takes it, has one moment to be shocked at the rough texture of her calloused palm, and then her brain glitches as Nya brushes her lips over Pixal’s knuckles, those wondrous eyes never leaving her face. “And I need your help.”“My help?” she repeats in disbelief. She can feel her whole face has flushed hot from the kiss, her hand still tingling where she swears she can feel the phantom sensation of it. “What can a barmaid help you with?”Nya smiles then, wide and bright, and the effect is stunning. And Pixal knows that no matter what she says next, whether it’s dangerous or futile or downright crazy, she will say yes.or:Pixal, the hardworking barmaid at the best tavern in town, knows her life is about to change the second Nya, the Wild West's most infamous outlaw, pushes past the doors and walks inside.