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[cowboycrap]

Alright yall enough doodling around. It's nightfall in Alderwood, so grab yourself a hotel room, you can either opt for the snazzy spacious 5 star in the high class end of town or one of the less financially debilitating rooms on the second floor of the inn/pub, but expect to hear a lot of hooker noises and drunken cowboys from downstairs. You get what you pay for.

You ought to grab yourself a bounty poster and decide on a plan of action so that you have direction for your adventures tomorrow, because the Sheriff seems like he's not gonna stand for you taking advantage of their kindness if you're not going to hold up your end of the bargain.

There are four main bounties posted in the courthouse, but they're scattered about the town on posters, too. There's Dewie Martin, the highest paying bounty, Earl Johnson, Janna Turner and Billy Turner. There are other, lesser bounties, but those seem to be the four the Sheriff's really pushing for.

[Mission: rest up, youre going bounty hunting tomorrow morning]

Comments

[armedarchaeologist]

Oh.

[he may not be quick, but he gets there in the end. slow nods at clara.]

Ye-ah, you're right. I'm not sure about the wisdom of wandering off alone in the dark, but neither am I sure of the wisdom of a pitched battle at high noon. Actually no, that sounds worse. Maybe we should... Be more circumspect.

[face-twitches at august's comment but doesn't respond, since the answer is a pretty firm no. he's not at all sure he's one of them in any way that matters.]

[recurred]

[we can be sensible...or reckless. maybe a little bit of both]

I think it could be pretty bad either way. But if it's just two or three of us, maybe not so threatening. Everyone else is on the hunt tomorrow, so it might be our only chance.

[armedarchaeologist]

Yeah. We can go and see what's what before tomorrow's...

[waves his hands, trying not to say "clusterfuck."]

Deal. Of course, if they do start shooting at us, our chances of escaping unharmed are somewhat lessened, but at least it'll be easier for two or three to run under cover of darkness than twenty.

[andtrue]

We're really doing this? Well. All right.

[ this sounds like a bad idea, but it'd weigh on his conscience if he let them run off alone to get shot. his conscience shows up at the weirdest moments. ]

[recurred]

[isnt your conscience a bug or something]

[really when you're leaving a bunch of talentless douchebags to do the bidding of a whole town, every idea is a bad idea. but she sees opportunity.]

Let's get us some horses then.

[armedarchaeologist]

[oh, is. august coming. ok. thank god there will be someone there to protect him and clara.]

Right. Well. I don't know about you, but I don't. Have money. For horses. Or any leads on where we might find these guys.

[recurred]

[what we'll steal the horses. it's not like we've got much else to lose around here.]

[gives him sort of a flippant look before starting to walk towards the inn. the cowboys should be well and drunk. they won't need their horses]

We ask around. And if worse comes to worst, we go find the sketchiest most abandoned looking outpost in the desert. [where else do outlaws hang out]

[andtrue]

[ well, daniel, he's more concerned about the girl you're leading astray. ]

I've got money.

[recurred]

[slow turn]

Since when?

[armedarchaeologist]

[it was her idea, you dick. and don't they hang horse thieves?

for that matter, don't they hang genocidal maniacs?]

That's. Not a terrible plan, actually. A lot of this place adheres to a kind of folkloric logic, so... That'd stand to reason. Sort of. A sort of logic.

[follows clara as he talks, because if he couldn't do both he'd never get anywhere. looks over his shoulder at august.]

Oh. That's good.

[andtrue]

Doesn't matter. It's not stolen, so no one needs to hang.

[recurred]

[prostitution?]

[no i dont want to know]

Okay then. You get the horses, we'll shake down some drunks for the info?

[armedarchaeologist]

[that makes two of us clara.]

Good plan again.

[although he expects clara is going to be better at getting information out of old west-y types than he is. or really out of anyone.]

[andtrue]

[ high eyebrows at daniel. ]

Easy, cowboy. I'll be back in twenty.

[recurred]

[its okay danny, you can just stand there and look....well you can just stand there.]

[nods to August and head for the saloon]

[armedarchaeologist]

I'm not—

[hell with it. she's leaving without him. sighs and follows clara, with whom he wasn't. really. he's just impressed at planning that doesn't involve bullets.]

[recurred]

[busts in through the little swingy doors. that's whats up]

[who do we got to choose from]

[cowboycrap]

[ there's a rowdy group in the middle drunkenly working their way through a poker game ]

[ the barkeep is serving the good whiskey to a man at the bar ]

[ there is also a crying prostitute in the corner, being comforted by the other girls ]

[recurred]

[choices....]

[shoots daniel a look before sliding over to the bar]

[armedarchaeologist]

[leans over and mutters to clara:] Split up to cov—

[oh.

looks between the poker game and the crying woman.]

[heads toward the prostitutes.]

[iforgotthepassword]

[ crying ]

[armedarchaeologist]

Hey, are you all right?

[this is his concerned face. it's easy to fake because jesus christ he's not faking why is this poor woman crying.]

[iforgotthepassword]

Jenny's been sleeping with my man!

[ one of the other women - jenny - makes noises of outrage ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[ohhhh god he's suddenly out of his depth he should have gone to the poker game and risked getting punched.]

Oh, well. I'm sure that's. Not true.

[looks at jenny like she's gonna help. which. isn't likely.]

Why would you say that?

[iforgotthepassword]

She knows I'm always his entertainer!