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Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

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Gangatsu
player, 128 posts
The 'Suicide' Samurai
P6 T5 W0 F0 B3 Cha -2
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 11:54
  • msg #207

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Gush Shaw (msg #172)

In all honesty, she watched Gus and was a bit surprize. She figured he'd be a bit of egotist, but he was an upright and boldly honest man and that made her heart hurt a little. She didn't see that quality often and it was commendable. He wasn't worried about seeming unmasculine with telling her that even he had suffered from the attack. Least she knew something about him, he was a quick healer, well. So was Tex. Interesting. Tex had immortality, quick healing, great strength, and height, an imposing sight. She wondered what else the fellow had, he was damn strong and they were both berserkers, that strange rattling sound within their chests. She moved off from the wall, the sheathed sword skids through the dirt and stone floor for a moment as she tracked behind him, her hand reached out and touched his back when he took a deep breath.

" Maybe... It should o attack'd'em. It didn't.. Too bad you killed Danny, prolly woulda found out sumptin'. They really were just rustlers? Heh, ya should o listened how he told it." She paused for a moment. " Gettin hard to figure out what to believe. Been lots o mistellin' over this shit.. Then Ward's name comes up everytime sumptin weird is around, but it's just circumstances. It's not him. But.. Someone broke a spirit seal. That's what he said.." She started to circle him a little,  until she came close and her palm set on his chest. " And now 'it' dreams.. Something about five years ago... That's when the mine caved in. That might be when the seal broke.. Maybe it was the Witchita Witches." The witches, the Shaw Brothers.. Her head canted to look directly at Gus, her green eyes unwavering for a moment before rapidly blinking as if coming out of her thoughts.

" Right, da matter at hand.. Will I go, despite your warning and most likely die tonight? Or will I stay here with you til we head out?" She started, Her hand went into Gus' pocket and pilfered a coin in the absent grope before she moved a step away from him and examined the coin. Then flipped it and the coing flew, glinting and landing with a silvery sound.

Tink, tink, ting-ing-ing..

It bounced on the hard rock surface and spun in a tight circle before... It stood on it's side..

Gangatsu rolled a 3. >.>

" The fu'k.." She pushed it over and the coin shines up as tails. " Ah.. I live. That doesn't get tiresome." She murmured in a way that almost seemed sarcastic. " Hmm.. Well, least the shit you said makes some damn sense.. But even if I figure out where the seal is, it won't stop anything. There has to be a way to fix it." She looked ot Gus, only it was brief, knowing that he wouldn't understand what she was saying.

" So ya get meh meanin', think o the dead men walking about just from a crack in a Wall. What would happen if the Wall becomes rubble? Get me? That's what's happening. Just gotta find out who was holdin the hammer that cracked the wall. But that's my own personal vengence... What would I have to do to keep the monster beyond the wall to sleep and stop the dreaming. "

This message was last edited by the player at 12:40, Thu 04 Nov 2010.
Charging Bear
player, 311 posts
Native Warrior
P6T5 W:- F:- FC:WRRRB
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 12:40
  • msg #208

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to The Amazing Evans (msg #203):
The native son looks at Wildkitten as she off her hat to him, he smiles slightly and says, "Wasn't a story, Ms Hawkins, just the events that happened."

Turning to Evans as the man inquires about the dead/not dead Union soldier, "Something in my gut says it'll be back. The way it was just singing and didn't relent even when mortally wounded ... there's more to whatever that was than I know. Something or someone is stirring up trouble... too much is going on around this little town for it all to be just coincidences." Charging Bear looks over himself, "I'd like to get cleaned up and perhaps a change of clothing. Does you're general store in town carry much in the way of clothing and weapon cleaning supplies?" It had been years since he'd held or even used a pistol, he wondered if he'd be able to break down this one and put it back together. Then his mind wrapped itself around vampire.

"Shouldn't someone check on Lucy..." he leaves the question open, knowing the answer already. "I'd also like to go find Gangatsu, I don't trust Gus as far as I could throw him."
This message was last edited by the player at 12:45, Thu 04 Nov 2010.
The Amazing Evans
NPC, 129 posts
Dodgy Marshal
P2 T5 W0 F0 B2
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 13:53
  • msg #209

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Charging Bear (msg #208):

Evans considers. "Well, Mr. Smith went with her to Ward's ranch...I'm surprised you didn't see him there, to be honest, which has me a little worried. Hopefully, he was simply hanging back out of sight to assess the situation, and can help Miss Gangatsu out. As for stirring up trouble, well, I could have told you that. I know Ward's involved, but it's possible he's not the only hand moving pieces about the chessboard. There's the Enlightened Society of the Weeping Moon, which I think bears watching. Ward's a member, but several other prominent townsfolk are as well, and there are some strange aetheric patterns around their lodge which I haven't had the manpower to investigate before now."

"And yes, I do think someone should check on Lucy, but I still needed to check out her residence to see if it would be suitable to hold her until we can make sure of what she is, one way or another, and Wildcat still has a telegram to send. Still, Robert and Miss Devon are watching over her right now. If you wish to check on them, they are at the Oriental theater, a block past the Grand Bull."

"As for General Stores, there is Sam's Dry Goods, next to the Livery. However, Sam is notorious for overcharging for his wares to those he thinks he can bilk, and has been known to sell items of questionable quality, so be cautious in your dealings with him. Don't threaten him with legal action...I've tried that. At the end of the day, it's his store and he can charge what he wants. So just make sure you haggle."
Charging Bear
player, 312 posts
Native Warrior
P6T5 W:- F:- FC:WRRRB
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 14:09
  • msg #210

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to The Amazing Evans (msg #209):

"Guess I'll see about Robert and Miss Devon, hopefully all is well there. Then head over to see about some clean cloths..." Charing Bear pauses a moment to consider. "Might be best if I get cleaned up. Did you have any deputy badges Evans? Might be helpful if I can show myself as a legitimate law man around here."
The Amazing Evans
NPC, 130 posts
Dodgy Marshal
P2 T5 W0 F0 B2
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 14:19
  • msg #211

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"Not currently. I'm going to have to get some commissioned." Evans replies. "Any badges I might have had were in my office, which is now a pile of kindling."
Charging Bear
player, 313 posts
Native Warrior
P6T5 W:- F:- FC:WRRRB
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 14:38
  • msg #212

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"Alright, I'll head down to Sam's then over to the Oriental theater." he nods to Wildkitten saying, "Good luck with that telegram. If a ranger named Rose McAnalley gets back to you, tell her I say hello and Tá sé fuar fliuch. She'll understand what it means." With that the Charging Bear will wander out into the rain and towards the general store.

[Private to GM: Figured I'd play alittle of CB's background as he does know a ranger (in theory). The two would've had a code or two, a few phrases or words in Irish Gaelic that they would pass across a telegraph if in need. "Tá sé fuar fliuch" is "It's wet and cold" which would more or less be an indication of something strange happening. Play it as you like of course. ]
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 292 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W2R4B Cha 2
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 17:00
  • msg #213

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"The best stories are the truth, Deputy Bear.  You couldn't make something like that up.  It's why I don't read much.  Life is more fantastic than anythin' anyone done ever imagined." Wildcat tells him by way of parting.  "And I'll be sure to do that."

OOC:  Has WC heard any stories of Rose McAnalley?  It'd be something Kat would be interested in if she'd ever had the chance.

"Well Marshal I understand better how you've survived up to now, if'n Mr. Mickle-fwate and Charging Bear are the kind of help you have.  I even agree with you that the weirdness is the bigger fish to fry.  Much as I hate the Adders at least I understand their nature.

"I'll be honest with you Evans, I figgered you were some lilly livered dude who was playin' sheriff.  But turns out you got some sand in your sack after all.  So if you want to make nice with the Dust Adders, I won't stop ya.

"I won't help none either though.  Th' Good Book says He that saith unto the wicked, Thou are righteous; him shall the people curse, nations shall abhor him.  But to them that rebuke him shall be delight, and a good blessing shall come upon them.

"Now I don't know if'n you believe in God an' I ain't askin', ah personally do but it don't really even matter.  Ah think I said and did some things I shouldn't have today, but I don't regret making it clear to the Dust Adders they ain't gonna walk over me.

"A law man has to draw a hard line even when it's hard to tell where that line goes, an' he has to do it with full belief in his convictions or he's already lost.  I won't have no truck with those Dust Adders.  None.  If'n I see one actin' up, I'll arrest 'im.  Ah will not stray from my path to avoid them neither.

"It wouldn't matter if'n I made nice to 'em neither.  They promised to kill me, and I believe they intend to try, just a matter of when.  They won't succeed, but they'll try.  Put us in the same room long enough, we'll fight."

Wildcat shrugs.

"But that's all right.  Mebbe you can use that as a bargaining chip.  Make me out to be the bad guy."
Carl
NPC, 49 posts
The Quiet One
P5 T5 Cha 0
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 18:25
  • msg #214

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

Carl raises an eyebrow at the hard-drinking stranger lady, but isn't about to pry. The lack of serving girl necessitates that he and the others ferry drinks (illegally) to tables themselves; Carl brings Mike, Frank and Percy's over a little precariously with the remains of his own, having ordered steak and made sure the cook stuck around to get everyone else's preferences. He settles in a chair.

Signalling to the others that he'll 'talk' after food, he lets them speculate at will and removes his hat and duster. He gives Mike a twist of a smile at how the rain and being smashed open twice has caused the bloodstain around the minor wound to resemble an heroic injury, shifting cloth to get at it.

Carl finds a clean spot on his handkerchief and washes the bullet wound out with alcohol, occasionally screwing an eye up at the sting.
"..."
This message was last edited by the player at 19:41, Thu 04 Nov 2010.
The Stray
GM, 652 posts
The Marshal
'round these parts
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 23:08
  • msg #215

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Wildcat Hawkins (msg #213):

[[OOC: Yup, you've heard of "Irish Rose" McAnalley. There aren't that many women in the Rangers just yet--about one woman for every ten men. So the women are rather noteworthy]]

"You might be surprise to know that, for most of my tenure as Marshal, I didn't have any deputies at all. I only just hired on Robert and Charging Bear."

"Oh, and I say to you, Do not make use of force against an evil man; but to him who gives you a blow on the right side of your face let the left be turned. When in Rome, you do as the Romans do. The Dust Adders aren't some group of Dime Novel bandits who ride forth to wantonly rape and pillage. They're desperate men with families to support. Some of them are bad apples, true, but the rest are miners with out a mine, soldiers without a war, and rail workers without a railroad. Their anger come from the fact that they've been given the shortest stick in Texas and they're trying to do the best they can with it."

"So if you want to take a hard line with them, I suppose I can't stop you, but you need to stop thinking of them as 'the enemy.' Or you're going to wind up with more children waving guns in your face, and maybe a few widows as well."

He sighs. "Look, All I ask is that you don't go out of your way to provoke them. Can you at least promise me that?"


Charging Bear:
The General Store sits at the edge of the block, advertised with a large sign reading "Sam Johnson's General Store" to the world.

Inside, the walls and shelves are crammed with goods of all conceivable varieties: hardware, farm equipment, a small selection of clothes, ranching equipment, crates labeled "Danger! Do not bounce!", jars of penny candy, loaves of bread, jugs of milk, bottles of beer, racks of newspapers and magazines (many sadly out of date), and a host of other staples of day-to-day life.

A large, balding man with spectacles and a walrus mustache waves at the native son as the bell over the door rings. "Hullo! Welcome to Sam Johnson's General Goods! I'm Sam Johnson...what can I help you with today?"
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 294 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W2R4B Cha 2
Thu 4 Nov 2010
at 23:25
  • msg #216

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to The Stray (msg #215):

"That's an often misinterpreted scripture, Marshal.  Back then, that was daring some 'un to keep it up, an they'd have a fight on their hands.  If they struck ya on both cheeks, ya had it out right there.

"An' there may be one Adder that ain't a complete waste of time, but the company ya keep says a lot about ya.  You think the Hawkins didn't go through some lean times?  We sure did, but we never robbed nobody or stole nothin' an we weren't in no gang.  There's always another way."

Wildcat thought of the little boy.  I hope he can realize that some day.  She felt genuinely bad for him, and him alone.

"But I hear you plainly, and no I won't go out of my way to rile 'em up.  I just hope you'll understand I don't break bread with their kind.  We don't go to the same box socials.  If you send me to talk to 'em it's jus' gon' be another slobber knocker.

"An' give me a little credit.  I was gonna leave them to their own devices.  One of them called me out."
The Amazing Evans
NPC, 131 posts
Dodgy Marshal
P2 T5 W0 F0 B2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 02:22
  • msg #217

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"I suppose I'll have to be satisfied with that for now. And if you get drawn into a confrontation, I suppose I can't fault you for seeing it through." he sighs. "Well, I suppose we'd better get back to our duties. Send your telegrams, and I'll meet you back at the Oriental Theater."

He stands, adjusts his overcoat, and heads back out into the rain, leaving Wildcat all alone in an undertaker's office with three corpses laying silently in their coffins.
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 295 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W2R4B Cha 2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 02:26
  • msg #218

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

Not for long.  She's off to send a telegraph presently.  Let's see how many times she can get shot before she gets there!
The Dust Adders
NPC, 33 posts
Ornery Thugs
P5 T5 Cha -2, Extra
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 03:27
  • msg #219

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Carl (msg #214):

"Ow." Frank mutters as he nurses the lump on his head. "I'm sorry, Carl. I didn't even see him. I passed a pile of rags, heard a noise, and the last thing I saw was the barrel of the gun before it all went dark."

"That's why you should always watch you flanks. Constant vigilance, Frank!"

"Easy for you to say, Mike. I ain't no fighter."

Percy stares at his drink.

"Hey, kid. What's eatin' you?"

"It isn't true." he mutters.

"What isn't?"

"What Dave said about the Ranger shooting Charlie. It wasn't her. It was another girl. The old guy that Dave shot in the face was protecting her. She picked up the old man's gun and squeezed off a shot as we were leaving." He takes a swallow. "Lord, she must have been terrified."
Telegraph Operator
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 03:31
  • msg #220

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Wildcat Hawkins (msg #218):

Luckily for her, she makes it to the Western Union office without further gunplay.

Inside there is a thin, middle-aged, balding man wearing a green visor working the desk. Aside from him, the place is empty.

"Good day, ma'am!" he says as she enters. "How may I be of service?"
Gus Shaw
NPC, 24 posts
Roughneck Gun-for-Hire
P6 T7 W0 F0 B2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 03:47
  • msg #221

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

Gangatsu:
In reply to Gush Shaw (msg #172)

In all honesty, she watched Gus and was a bit surprize. She figured he'd be a bit of egotist, but he was an upright and boldly honest man and that made her heart hurt a little. She didn't see that quality often and it was commendable. He wasn't worried about seeming unmasculine with telling her that even he had suffered from the attack. Least she knew something about him, he was a quick healer, well. So was Tex. Interesting. Tex had immortality, quick healing, great strength, and height, an imposing sight. She wondered what else the fellow had, he was damn strong and they were both berserkers, that strange rattling sound within their chests. She moved off from the wall, the sheathed sword skids through the dirt and stone floor for a moment as she tracked behind him, her hand reached out and touched his back when he took a deep breath.

" Maybe... It should o attack'd'em. It didn't.. Too bad you killed Danny, prolly woulda found out sumptin'. They really were just rustlers? Heh, ya should o listened how he told it." She paused for a moment. " Gettin hard to figure out what to believe. Been lots o mistellin' over this shit.. Then Ward's name comes up everytime sumptin weird is around, but it's just circumstances. It's not him. But.. Someone broke a spirit seal. That's what he said.." She started to circle him a little,  until she came close and her palm set on his chest. " And now 'it' dreams.. Something about five years ago... That's when the mine caved in. That might be when the seal broke.. Maybe it was the Witchita Witches." The witches, the Shaw Brothers.. Her head canted to look directly at Gus, her green eyes unwavering for a moment before rapidly blinking as if coming out of her thoughts.

" Right, da matter at hand.. Will I go, despite your warning and most likely die tonight? Or will I stay here with you til we head out?" She started, Her hand went into Gus' pocket and pilfered a coin in the absent grope before she moved a step away from him and examined the coin. Then flipped it and the coing flew, glinting and landing with a silvery sound.

Tink, tink, ting-ing-ing..

It bounced on the hard rock surface and spun in a tight circle before... It stood on it's side..

Gangatsu rolled a 3. >.>

" The fu'k.." She pushed it over and the coin shines up as tails. " Ah.. I live. That doesn't get tiresome." She murmured in a way that almost seemed sarcastic. " Hmm.. Well, least the shit you said makes some damn sense.. But even if I figure out where the seal is, it won't stop anything. There has to be a way to fix it." She looked ot Gus, only it was brief, knowing that he wouldn't understand what she was saying.

" So ya get meh meanin', think o the dead men walking about just from a crack in a Wall. What would happen if the Wall becomes rubble? Get me? That's what's happening. Just gotta find out who was holdin the hammer that cracked the wall. But that's my own personal vengence... What would I have to do to keep the monster beyond the wall to sleep and stop the dreaming. "


Gus shrugs. "Yeah, they really were rustlers. Probably thought they was 'fightin' the good fight fer the North' or some shit. Why they thought they could get away with that sort of guerrilla shit all the way here in South Texas I don't know."

"As fer the Witches, well, they're bad news alright but I really can't see them havin' anythin' to do with the cave-in. Them bitches usually pester railroads, and we're fifty miles from the nearest line."

He watches her flip the coin, bemused. "Anyone ever tell you yer a bit touched in the head, Choppy Sue?"

He listens to her explanation for a while, then spits some chaw into the fire before he replies.

"Look. I don't mind tellin' ya I spoke to it once--you already guessed that. Helped me save my brother's life, it did. I owe it. The Snake ain't some demon...it's a healer. It just got some funny notions on what healin' is. Maybe it tried healin' the Yanks when they got sick, and somethin' went wrong. Maybe...maybe ifn' it were more awake, it could heal better, you follow me?"
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 296 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W2R4B Cha 2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 03:50
  • msg #222

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

OOC:  I'm improvising a bit here.  I would assume the Rangers would use a special code to make sure the signal was routed correctly from one operator to another, and the message would be sent in a modified Morse code only Rangers know or else using code words.  The rules don't really support that but that's just how I like to imagine it.

"I need to send a government telegraph, headed to Austin."
Telegraph Operator
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 04:17
  • msg #223

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"Certainly." The man says, handing over the forms for her to fill out. "It'll be 5 cents a word. Punctuation is extra."

[[OOC: According to Lone Stars: The Texas Rangers, the Rangers do, in fact, use a code. The code key is contained within the current year's edition of Fugitives from the Justice of the Confederacy, aka The Ranger's Bible. Since wildcat hasn't been issued a Bible of her own, she's going to need to fake it. Have her roll a Smarts check (-2) to come up with a working code that someone who knows her could break, and hope like hell that's who gets her message...and that it's not scrambled by Gremlins.]]
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 297 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W2R4B Cha 2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 04:28
  • msg #224

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

I lost most of my classic books in a move some years ago.  Major bummer as they're good for all that flavor stuff I tend to forget.  Glad to know I'm not totally off my rocker though.

23:24, Today: Wildcat Hawkins rolled 2 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 2. red chip on the smarts roll.
23:23, Today: Wildcat Hawkins rolled 3,2 using 1d6-2,1d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 5,4. Smarts roll for telegraph.

That will give a 5.  Not a dazzling code but a success so I'll take it.  Hate to spend a chip but this is a very important roll.  Shall I post the telegraph in its "true" form or do I the player have to figure out how to encode it too?

The Stray
GM, 654 posts
The Marshal
'round these parts
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 04:36
  • msg #225

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

[[OOC: More chips for me! :D Nah, just give me the True Form. You have enough other problems to worry about than making a cipher for me.]]
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 298 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W1R4B Cha 2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 04:56
  • msg #226

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

Telegraphs, the original text speak!  Assuming the stops are not words, this should be a $5.00 telegraph exactly.  Expensive but this is important.  Wildcat cannot possibly mention absolutely everything in the telegraph even if she had $20 to spend on it so she picks three priority issues and briefly mentions other problems.  Name dropping a couple of people on the inside of the Ranger Corps might help the message get picked up by somebody who can try to do something.

I'll probably think of 10 ways it could be better and shorter later but oh well.


[Private to The Stray:
ATTENTION ARMSTRONG ARRIVED IN BLACKTHORN YESTERDAY *STOP*
CLASS THREE SUPERNATURAL DISTURBANCE IN PROGRESS CONTAINMENT DIFFICULT *STOP*
LOCAL LAWDOGS AWARE OF OUTBREAK TRYING TO CONTAIN *STOP*
CIRCUIT JUDGE CONTRACTED VAMPIRISM PERSONALLY KILLED SAME AND TWO OTHER VAMPIRES *STOP*
REQUEST EMERGENCY CLEARANCE FOR INTEL TO COMBAT VAMPIRES TREAT VAMPIRE DISEASE *STOP*
RESIDENT WARD KNOWN TO HAVE SUMMONED AZTEC SPIRIT  *STOP*
QUETZALCOATL XIUHCOATL MIXCOATL TEZCATLCOAL POSSIBLE BUT UNKNOWN *STOP*
REPORTS OF TALKING UNDEAD YANKEE SOLDIERS OTHER DISTURBANCES *STOP*
TOWN OVERRUN WITH RUSTLERS ASSASSINS HYPNOTIZING ACTRESSES  *STOP*
LOCAL JAIL MARSHALL OFFICE BLOWN UP DEPUTIES NOT EQUIPPED *STOP*
LOW ON TEQUILA GUNS CIGARS MONEY HANDCUFFS *STOP*
CHARGING BEAR SENDS LOVE TO IRISH ROSE *STOP*
YOURS ALWAYS WILDCAT *STOP*
]
Carl
NPC, 50 posts
The Quiet One
P5 T5 Cha 0
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 07:30
  • msg #227

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

Carl gives Frank a bit of a sidelong look, then shrugs slightly. "..."

At first he snorts at Percy's comment - he's been saying all along it wasn't the Ranger - but then he sits up and listens, frowning. He catches Percy's eye, shakes his head a little, motions down, then looks at him with a question. "?"

Settling back, he makes a rolling motion, gestures up the street, face serious. There's a pause and a few other gestures before he looks around the table, still grave. "..."
This message was last edited by the GM at 08:33, Fri 05 Nov 2010.
Telegraph Operator
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 12:21
  • msg #228

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

In reply to Wildcat Hawkins (msg #226):

Wildcat gets some funny looks from the operator at the content of her message, but he doesn't comment. He clicks out a message, then waits for the confirmation.

When it comes, though, he frowns. "That's not right..."

He looks up at Wildcat. "Er, I'm getting word that your message got through, but they can't make heads or tails of it. Not that it made much sense to me in the first place, but I ain't paid to edit people's correspondence. But they're telling me the message got jumbled up like a tossed salad."

He shakes his head. "I'm awful sorry about the inconvenience, ma'am. I can try sending this again, no charge, but I'm going to have to wait a couple hours while they figure out where the problem is." he lowers his voice conspiratorially. "Personally, I blame gremlins. Now, don't laugh. Work this job long enough, and you'll start believin' in gremlins yourself."

[[OOC: The funny thing is, I actually did roll Gremlins on the Telegraph Table...]]
Wildcat Hawkins
player, 299 posts
Aspiring Texas Ranger
P5 T6 W0 F0 B0W1R4B Cha 2
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 13:47
  • msg #229

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

"Sir I am in no position to laugh at a belief in gremlins.  It'll have ta be all right, do what you can.  I'll check back."

Wildcat sighs but she's not surprised.  She wasn't expecting an immediate answer to this missive anyway, but it would be nice if it would have gone through.

She had thought to con Underhill into revealing who did his coffin making to get some stakes with a better, stronger point made under the guise of ordering a part for an aether mangle machine Evans was making, but she's just got pocket change after paying for the telegraph, and Underhill's off amusing himself anyway.  Still she kept a little gold and silver in her war bag, and while the gold had paid for the stitching the silver might cover this other project.  Some people like Underhill liked payment in metal better than paper.

She's going to have to set snares outside of town and catch animals for their pelts and meat to survive before too long.  And there's always boiled prickly pear and roasted scorpions.

For now, it was best to just rendezvous with Evans at the Theater.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:49, Fri 05 Nov 2010.
Charging Bear
player, 314 posts
Native Warrior
P6T5 W:- F:- FC:WRRRB
Fri 5 Nov 2010
at 14:56
  • msg #230

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

The General Store

Charging Bear waves to the store owner and moves towards where said man is standing. Extending a hand, he says "Howdy Mr Johnson. I'm looking for a set of clothing, a hat, and some canned peaches. Rumor has it that you are the man to see for such things. I apologize for lookin' such a sight, it has been a couple of days."

OOC: 17 posts while I was a sleep... geez!
This message was last edited by the player at 15:26, Fri 05 Nov 2010.
The Stray
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The Marshal
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Sat 6 Nov 2010
at 05:53
  • msg #231

Re: Chapter 7.2: Comanche Moon ((IC))

[[OOC: I guess today makes up for it...I had a minor crisis to iron out, and then my computer ate my other, lovingly done post, forcing me to start again from scratch.  Such is life.]]


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