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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
¿ªÔÆÌåÓý?<Callie Carson>Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story. Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting. Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie. "This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!" Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning." ? She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd... (New- Belligerent Townsfolk, Sheriff Miller, etc.) The restaurant, already crowded, became more-so as people flooded in from the bar next door to see who was shooting. As if to add to the commotion Sheriff Miller entered from outside, shaking the dust from his clothes. "What in tarnation is goin' on here?" he bellowed. Before anyone could answer, from the other door, a stablehand rushed in and yelled, "somebody done kilt that crazy ol' prospector! I just found him murdered!" The crowd swelled towards the five outsiders. Sheriff Miller drew his pistol and shot a round into the ceiling. "I'll have order! I'll shoot the next sumbitch that steps outta line!" From somewhere in the back an empty bottle sailed over the crowd and struck the sheriff in the head. Sheriff Milled staggered and fell to the floor. "They murdered ol' Dan," somebody yelled, and the crowd swelled again. This time they ignored their sheriff and rushed the five strangers. (Flynn) The pookah watched impassively as Sicilien shot one surly ranch-hand down and Callie drew and pointed her pistols on another, the wild-eyed one with the shotgun shouting about "the devil's work".? And then Sheriff Miller came in, trying to impose order before getting knocked senseless by a thrown bottle to the head. ? Well now that's done it, thought the pookah, stepping quickly to move between the staggered sheriff and the advancing mob.? If it's the devil they want, it'll be the devil they get, he thought as he cast a glamour over himself and the room. ? Suddenly the light in the room began to dim, even as the pookah's eyes began to glow a bright blood-red and flames snorted menacingly from his nostrils.? It was all illusion of course, but his hooves were real enough when he reared up and struck the shotgun from the one called Jethro's hands with his forelegs.? Then reared and struck again, this time coming down hard on the man's chest, crumpling him to the floor. Etienne? As she sat at her table waiting for the waitress to come back. Etienne noticed a change in the air. Her head rose to find a few of the townsfolk staring at her. She didn¡¯t like that. Looking back down at her menu she planned to ignore them. But then the hairs on the back of her neck began to pickle.? Soon voice were raised and there was shouting and name calling and people targeting a table of people that was all the way across the room. And oh god was that...no it couldn¡¯t be...but it was...she had to get out of here. As Etienne slowly rose, she did Have to stop when a large horse some how managed to walk through the overly already crowded with people table and chairs hotel Resturant.? Magic user. Yes it was definitely for her to get the hell out of dodge. She continued to try to make her way out either the door that would take her back to the hotel and up to her room or the front door. Gun fire. Fuck he just killed someone. Slowly while the sheriff was speaking she inched closer and closer towards the door. When some yelled murder and the crowd erupted. Etienne bolted. Running towards the hotel door. She didn¡¯t get very far because the room went red then. Everyone in the place gasped...even her.? When the horse started trampling people she came to her sense and she ran. Some grabbed her from behind and held her tight to their stinky body with a fat meaty arm around her head. ¡±Where ya think ya going gurl.¡± The rough male voice said ¡°you and ya friends got some explainin¡¯ to do.¡± ¡°Let me go,¡± she said struggle against the man.? She stomped hard on his foot and he reared back and punched her in the face. ¡°Ow ya Dumb bitch!¡±? Etienne slumped, dizzy. The beginnings of a real nasty bruise forming on her left chin. He threw her over his left shoulder like a sack of potatoes. When one of his friends saw him with Etienne he grinned. ¡±You done caught one.¡± He said. ¡°Shure did...bitch thought she was gonna to get away.¡±? He dragged her back to the commotion stepping up with an evil glint in his eyes.? He let the girl slide down his front. Holding her around the chest to keep her up. Yet Etienne still slumped forward, Still not quite conscious. Her hair covered her face. The man pulled a knife. He put the knife against her side.? ¡°We know she¡¯s witcha. So stand down or I¡¯ll gut her like a fish. TAG: Chase , Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit),? (Ooc...posting order is in the above tag. Please keep the tag at the bottom. We are out of order now so we are gonna let Sicilien go, then Charity again and finally Chase so we can get back on track then) |
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