I can't, for the life of me, find the thread when Leopold got involved with retrieving the files. So bear with me, I'll edit if it's too much of a retcon.

Hey hey hey now ... James isn't Texan ... he's Arizonian

Round Austin parts, we just call Arizona and New Mexico 'West Texas'.

Gazes is kind of doing the magician infinite handkerchief trick with red flags for Rabbit right now...

Gah! I did sorta miss it, even with the prompt. Although, rereading, it wasn't clear to me how close his exit was to where Art, Moses, et al were standing.

This does remind me to ask - does Art know Sitting Duck at all? I don't recall ever meeting.

Nope. He was briefly captured by Rabbit and lectured with the rest of his unit by Moses before Art met 'em. Little Crow is probably going to start barking at him for being Pawnee, though.

The Night Train To Deadwood, Msg #56



sitting Duck was part of the Pawnee scouts that captured Art, Black Kettle, and the Cheyenne back during the Battle of TenThousand Arrows, but he didn't really interact with you at all -- that was Packs The Colt.

Bleh.  Sorry everyone, I kept trying to post in this game today and things kept coming up at the last second.  I'm in a situation where I'm having to explain to people who are not happy to see me that they've been doing something wrong to the tune of an eight or nine digit number with a dollar sign on it for a very long time, and I'm being mismanaged, which I have complained vocally about but that stresses me out too.


As always, Dilbert pretty much describes my life.


I've been a little intense at the old glue factory lately so I'm being a bit... concise in most games, lol.  That, and I've been going to bed two hours earlier to compensate for stress (it works).  So I've been content to let things sort of play out a bit because I can't keep up as well as I normally can at the moment.

I'm still here with you I'm just mentally drained.

Given their known work with Custer, that would make Art want to avoid the Pawnee while in town rather than the opposite. Unless he heard the fellow actually speaking.

Ugh, you just described my 2016. Pretty much the entire year. Sorry to hear it's going rough for you, and I hope things get going in the right direction soon.

In reply to Catherine Hays Cox (msg # 59):

Well fortunately, I get assigned to different projects inevitably, so nothing is ever permanent.

The current situation however is untenable.  I have made it known I cannot work like this.

In reply to Tan Xiaohan (msg # 53):

Well at least the two can agree that Fear is the true weapon of the enemy.

It's hard to advocate for peace with blood on your hands. Not that Gazes disagrees fundamentally, just, you know, for him war is necessary and just and Raven isn't just gonna keel over, guys. :P



edit: I just want to be friends, Rabbit Screaming Defiance at Wolves
This message was last edited by the player at 02:37, Wed 08 Feb 2017.

In reply to Gazes At Stars (msg # 61):

I love your character description, btw ;)

In reply to Thunder Walker (msg # 62):

In the grand scheme of things, "Description Goes Here" is not a bad way to describe anyone.

I'm beginning to think I ought to split the thread up, as we have a lot of things going on in different parts of town...I just now saw Belle's post.

@Stray It should probably have been split at the start, since not everyone started off in the saloon. Be sure to reply to Thunder Walker, too.

@ Gazes At Stars:

Oh, Rabbit agrees with you: if you listen, she's been advocating for a middle way between the stated intent of just isolating the Nations from (basically) technology and hoping all threats stay away, and the all-destroying warfare un/knowingly advocated by the Ravenites. Ask Crazy Horse or anyone there this afternoon about her vision, or tell her about that feeling of being too bloody-handed; she will help.

It's mostly that when someone's spent a decade-odd as a wretched ghost, hoarding tiny scraps of pride via things like risking her looks (and therefore life) to fight back against men who don't consider a whore to have consent and don't feel like paying, going "naw, guns aren't too bad" makes her consider Gazes a step more sympathetic to those few bastards she couldn't leave scratches on.

If it's any comfort, Rabbit would go through three hells for Moses if he were in trouble, and she was seriously twitchy around him until he literally swore an oath to respect her basic rights over her skin. Plus he triggered her to heck the day she fought Raven by waving a shotgun in her face, so, y'know, you're not doing that badly.

I suppose it was optimistic of me to expect the posse to actually get in one place...

Well some of us are looking for Rabbit, some of us are looking for Coot, just make Coot go to Rabbit XD

Belle is quiet now, but is about to make a nuisance of herself...

You could've just had Cantrell be over at the Mint. ;)

HAH! Made the Maddox come to the Prophet! :-)

You didn't think a Welshman would be deterred by a bit of rain, did you? Deadwood rain probably doesn't even count to him...just a bit of wet air, that is.

Moses! Don't you know better than to touch somebody else's daemon?

I should not be laughing this hard, but poor Maddox. Watch Moses get a reputation as a kung-fu master of arcane pressure points as Vic tries to explain that reaction to himself (and possibly Matt, who'll probably just think he can't take his whiskey...not that Maddox should've been drinking on an emptied stomach and mild smoke inhalation anyway).

But look at the bright side!  That is just the kind of conversation ending reaction Belle needed to swoop in and advance her increasingly over-complicated plan!

Also...


It's too bad Coot and Belle are like ships in the night, haha.

Y'know, I sort of want to see what kind of exotic hirstutism Belle diagnoses Art's ears as once they're indoors where a hood looks strange...

It's rather trickier than that. I would gather Coot's tried to pass on the formula at least a few times since he discovered it, but I also figure that someone with a manitou whispering in their ear (like, say, most Mad Scientists) might make an accidental "mistake" at said manitou's urging that would screw up the elixir, possibly even having the exact opposite effect. I think his brew needs holy water as a base, so someone like Moses would probably have more success recreating it.