In reply to Travis Sunday (msg # 48):

ENS is clearly pleased at the choice of restraint for now...

Excellent gentlemen! But will we be setting a watch on the jailhouse?

In reply to E.N.S. Ringgenberg (msg # 49):

I don't think it's necessary for tonight. Sheriff Cruger will follow protocol and won't turn over Cole until he's cleared it with the judge. Unless anyone has further comment I think we're done here. I'm returning to the Beehive.

In reply to James E. Beauregard (msg # 50):

"We re-assemblin' at any par-ticular time an' place tomorrow?" Jake asked.

In reply to Jake Richardson (msg # 51):

ENS pulls his coat tighter against the wind.

I suggest we follow the sheriff here to the Beehive for that discussion... I'm definitely ready for another of those "Irish Coffees"!

ENS will walk with JEB to the Beehive.

In reply to E.N.S. Ringgenberg (msg # 52):

"All right," Jake replied to ENS's suggestion that they return to the Beehive, and he fell into step with the Perfesser and JEB.

"Speakin' of drinks," he continued after the Easterner had mentioned Irish coffee, "other day over at the ho-tel I ran into a drummer who's traveled about a bit. He allowed that back east, there's folks who're mighty partial to a drink that some have taken to callin' 'the green fairy.'"

"Sounded to me like he might be pullin' my leg. You ever heard tell of such a thing, Perfesser?"

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Relieved cooler heads prevail, Randy's frustration dies down a bit. He knows there are many hours between now and the morning, but things seem easygoing now.

"So," Randy says as they head back together, "ENS is gonna have breakfast with Miss Sanchez, lucky dog. Hows 'bout I go with JEB and Travis to talk to that prosecutor? Jake, you check in on Cole to see how he's farin'.

"What ya'll think on that?"

In reply to Randy Oldman (msg # 54):

Sounds alright to me.

In reply to James E. Beauregard (msg # 55):

To Jake...

After breakfast at the Planters.

Travis follows Randy to the beehive.

The five men on the ridge come to terms. The ex-lawman from Missouri leads the way back to town, and towards the Beehive Saloon. Any man checking his fob would see that the hour is almost quarter-past ten.

Upon re-entering the town proper, the five pass through the intersection of the saloons and approach the jail. Rasmin's hunters are still stationed near the laundry. Sheriff Cruger and Mangy Mansfield occupy the jail's front porch.

Of course, the lawmen notice the five as they pass along the thoroughfare, but so do other townsfolk and revelers at the saloons.

When JEB and his compadres reach the Hive and enter, they are glad for the promise of relief from the cold.

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 57):

As conspicuous as the five pards in the thoroughfare might be, so are the two lawmen on the porch. Randy makes certain to bid them a fine evening. "Have a good night, Sheriff." He tips his hat to the senior lawman. Looking squarely at the pungent patrolman, "and I hope you have a good night too, pig pirooter."

In reply to Randy Oldman (msg # 58):

As they walk ENS answers Jake.

A yes, "La Fée Verte"... It's a spirit called absinthe. In Switzerland my mother warned me that it makes men crazy so I have never tried it; though a few of my colleagues have and it didn't seem to hurt them.

I recall that its preparation was a little involved... I guess I'd be surprised if it was available here on the flat!
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In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 57):

Once the men returned to the Beehive, Jake found a spot at the bar and waited until he had the bartender's attention. He remembered her as taking special pride in fixing fancy drinks, and decided to spend some of his winnings from Faro to indulge a whim.

"Reckon  I'll try me somma that ab-sin . . . one o' them . . ."

The rifleman lowered his voice, a little fearful that what he was going to say next would make him the subject of considerable amusement if he was overheard by other patrons at the bar. ". . . green fairy drinks."

In reply to Jake Richardson (msg # 60):

JEB gets a whiskey at the bar.

In reply to James E. Beauregard (msg # 61):

Travis joins JEB at the bar.

In reply to Jake Richardson (msg # 60):

The men enter the Beehive Saloon, which buzzes as usual at this time of night. The blast of cold air draws many of the patrons to take notice of the group's entry, until someone closes the door behind them. Jake, JEB and Travis move to the bar, not really in unison as the place is crowded. They find places to stand at the bar, while Jake is the first to get the attention of Ruby Easterling.

She answers his low-voiced request by leaning in closer and turning her ear, as the Texan's words are lost in the noise of the place. Jake has to repeat his order, but she hears him this time and nods. She also acknowledges JEB's order and prepares the drinks.

Meanwhile, Randy and ENS linger near the door, taking in the various card tables and the general bustle in the place. Definitely busier now than when Mr. Big'un took his first shift that afternoon. The professor sees that Elias Bennington is no longer dealing at the Faro table. It is in fact Lottie Deno who is dealing now, with a full table of players--not to mention various onlookers--intent on her every move.

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 63):

ENS shakes off the cold once the door is closed, opens his coat a little and joins the others at the bar. Once there, he orders a whiskey and an arbuckles.

After a short time at the Beehive, the men found themselves growing weary. Fatigue reminded them of the night before, when their rest was interrupted by the excursion to Jameson's ranch. They had gotten enough sleep to make it through this day, but as the hour reached 11 p.m. and the atmosphere in the Hive made private conversation next to impossible the men departed the warmth of the saloon, braving the biting cold air until they reached their respective lodgings. Sleep came fast for all five of the men.

Now, with the morning sun rising, the men awaken on Thursday, February 1st, Eighteen Hundred Seventy-Seven to the alluring smell of breakfast at the Planters and the Occidental hotels, as well as Mrs. Owsley's place.

Meanwhile, Cole Trayne wakes to find himself still in the small cell, being watched by Indian Kate. She remains hunched against the wall at the end of the lower bunk in her cell.

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OOC: Players should state their intentions for the morning, beyond "going down for breakfast."

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 65):

ENS gets up and prepares himself for the day, dressing in clean clothes and shaving. After strapping on his Colt, he heads downstairs. He looks in the dining area to see if Miss Sanchez is already there; if not, he'll wait in the lobby for her arrival.

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 65):

Travis goes through his rituals.  Cleaning his weapons and checking their functionality.  He dresses ready for a horse ride.  Ayasha remains foremost in his thoughts.  Today there may be news and he may need to ride.

When finished he breaks his fast.

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 65):

JEB dresses in his usual fancy suit. He cleans and loads his pistols and fastens their holsters. He packs the remainder of his belongings in saddlebags and leaves them slung over the bedpost. Satisfied that he's ready to travel at a moments notice, he puts on his overcoat, grabs the Spencer, locks the door to his room and goes downstairs for coffee and biscuits.

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In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 65):

Upon awakening Cole sits up and stretches his back to work out the kinks. Glancing in the direction of his cellmate, he gently nods.

Morning ma'am.

In reply to Judge Messalen (msg # 65):

Jake finished up his breakfast at the Occidental, left some coins on the table, and rose to leave. The previous evening Randy had made some suggestions as to how they could start the morning, and had suggested that Jake could check in on Cole and see how he was doing.

After speaking with Cole at the hoosegow, Jake planned to head over to the Planters and see who had gathered there, which was the place that had JEB had picked for them to meet after breakfast.

Hope to hell that the wind's slacked up some, the ex-Wells Fargo man thought to himself as he pulled his hat down low before leaving the Occidental.

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In reply to Cole Trayne (msg # 69):

Kate stretches, too. She stands up from the bunk. "There is one nice thing about being locked up; no bother about what you are doing today. You get any shuteye?"

Randy finished his breakfast in an appropriate amount of time without dawdling. He hastened his travel to the Planter's to meet up with JEB and Travis. Heck, he might even be there in time to make the introduction for ENS and Soledad.

In reply to E.N.S. Ringgenberg (msg # 66):

ENS is one of the first people to arrive at the dining hall. He does not find Miss Sanchez, but he waits only a few minutes before she arrives. They choose the table in the far corner, which at least for the moment they have to themselves.

"Gracias, senor. I thank you for your time this morning. I am ravenous. Let us eat and then talk."

Soledad helps herself to coffee and biscuits. Also, Mrs. Swartz distributes a single slice of ham to those who desire it. The Mexican woman enjoys her meal, smiling at the professor between bites.