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[ladybirdcrap]

You've made it out of the prairie and underbrush, congratulations! But with the lack of supplies from the journey around Alderwood has left you beat. Your horses hate you, you've got sand up in places where it's not welcome, you're hungry, cranky, and if you've been riding you'll be walking like Dean for a little bit. Lucky enough for you, the next town isn't much of a detour, so you can restock, trade, and try not to burn anything down.

[Mission: Stock up, let the horses rest, treat your cholera, etc]

Comments

[andtrue]

Tell her what? No one in their right mind would sign up for all those buttons.

[crotchbite]

Now, now, don't be shy, boys.

[ smirks so fucking amusedly, walking over to the tiny market ]

How much have you two got on you?

[cabineyes]

It's all worth the trouble, I promise you.

[ yeah tell us august. how much. ]

[andtrue]

[ takes the roll of money out of his coat pocket and thumbs through the bills ]

Looks like seventy.

[ it's more like a hundred and seventy. ]

And-- high maintenance is never worth it. Wouldn't you say, Hel?

[crotchbite]

[


have you looked at her august what do you think she fucking is. ]

High maintenance is the only way to go.

[cabineyes]

[ lying shit. eyes the bills. ]

Glad to hear you agree with me on this one, sister.

Quality is something you have to work for.

[andtrue]

Where's the adventure in that? Life's too short to chase the ones that aren't quite right for you.

[ pockets the cash before hook gets any ideas about stealing it ]

[crotchbite]

Life's too short to not to enjoy it to the fullest, either.

[ let's go haggle. you do your thing, she'll pop a button more on her shirt to haggle Better with the merchants. u wan discount? her cleavage gives discount ]

[iforgotthepassword]

[ his wife left him and his goat died but hot damn if this isn't the best day of his life ]

[cabineyes]

Aye, quite what I have been telling you all this time. Could it be that you have finally taken my advice?

[ does this mean you're back to screwing bo? ]

[ you do your thang he'll poke around. ]

[andtrue]

[ buys the guy's finest whiskey and blankets while hel's boobs are in effect. ]

All depends on your definition of "fullest".

[crotchbite]

I always live life the fullest, darling.

[ don't be a trigger hook she'll make him do pirate jokes again

laughs and flicks her hair and all that flirty stuff at the poor man and once they get what they need, she'll let august pay the guy after the hefty discount. she trusts hook to uphold his good name and steal while he's distracted too
poor guy

fills the bag while hook holds it ]

Not one to take advantage of a fun situation, August?

[cabineyes]

You'll have to excuse his sense of humor. I doubt the man even knows what fun means judging by his earlier attempts at joking.

[ you can always trust on him being a little shit. takes a few bottles when the guy's not looking. ]

[andtrue]

One of my personal philosophies is if you can remember the fun you've had, it wasn't fun enough.

[ helps himself to the start of one of the bottles. ]

[iforgotthepassword]

[ cleared out ]

[ hasn't noticed yet ]

[crotchbite]

[ these two. she purses her lips in amusement and arches her eyebrows up ]

I don't know, I think some of them were funny. [ she was hearing them all along

getting out of the market before the guy notices he's been had ]

[cabineyes]

[ you traitor. ]

[ hauls the bag out of the way. ]

[andtrue]

There's a great one about--

[ stops himself and looks over to hook. ]

Eh, maybe I shouldn't. Not this time.

[crotchbite]

[ wraps an arm around hook's and quirks her eyebrows up. aw princess don't be a baby ]

Maybe some other time. [ plucks the bottle from august and takes a look at it, before handing it to hook. make peace ]

[cabineyes]

Yes, we've heard enough for one day. My ears are still ringing from before.

[ august germs. drinks. ]

[andtrue]

[ just don't drink it all. ]

Then give us something else to talk about. Pick something riveting.

[crotchbite]

[ he won't

grabs the bottle of whiskey to herself and wipes her sleeve on it. drinking from the bottle is so low but whatever she'll do it because she's not sitting with these two in a bar ]

I thought you were the writer. [ hands the bottle back to august ]

[cabineyes]

Let's talk about treasure. Riches, jewels, gold, gems! Anything sumptuous and costly.

There must be some of that sort in this world too.

[ tosses the bag into the wagon and dusts the dirt off his sleeve. that's enough work for one day. ]

[andtrue]

[ now i ain't sayin' she a gold digger ]

Would you call diamonds your... best friend?

[crotchbite]

[ hops on the wagon to do some organization on bags and also to sit down on the edge ]

Diamonds are more loyal than people. They never really-- [ leans back to grab a glass so she can stop sharing germs with these two and another bottle ] --betray you. Quite solid friendship on that premise alone.

[ smiles and pours herself a nice glass of that horrible whiskey ]