Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))   Posted by The Stray.Group: 0
Union Troops
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 04:47
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Art C. Wiley:
"All those charges ha' been cleared by Colonel Manning. If you be taking me to see him, he can verify dat. The Injuns also were cleared by de Colonel. They be staying here while we go speak with Manning. They will no go anywhere while I be with you, and I be going all peaceful like in dat case." He looked to the soldiers for their response. "Jus lead th' way."


The Corporal grimaces.

Wilkins scowls. "Should I shoot them?"

The Corporal glares at him. "So help me, if you speak another goddamn word out of turn I'll transfer you out to Pole Man Road and leave to Sargent Butler to straighten out. Do you understand me, Private?"

Wilkins gulps. "Yes sir."

The Corporal turns to Art. "As for you...fine. You're free to go. But I'll be watching you and your little band of hooligans, Mick. You so much a breathe funny, and I swear..."

Moses:
"No."

Moses doesn't speak forcefully, but his deep, rumbling voice carries the simple word far enough for all to hear. His stance is unchanged, but now he looks more like he's praying in front of a congregation.
"No", he repeats.
"Moses has come here to find the Woman Who Remembers The Future. The Lord has told Moses that he must do this. These people are under the protection of the Lord Almighty and all the Spirits of Good and Light. You have no right to them. They have broken no laws in the Eye of God. Moses commands you to lower your weapons and let Moses and his flock be in peace. There will be no bloodshed today."
He lowers his head.
"Or Moses will not be able to save your souls from damnation"


The soldiers shiver. The Corporal swallows. "Er...um...yeah. Stay out of trouble." He says, motioning to the squad. They raise their rifles and let down the hammers, then slowly back away from the band, looking at Moses with more than a little fear.

((OOC: @Art: It surely is, especially when Trouble Magnet comes into play. That's a 5 after mods, so yes, that's a Success.

@Moses: Actually, Art's roll was high enough to diffuse the situation before Moses's roll, so I'm going to refund Moses' legend chip, and instead I'm going to count that faith roll as a bonus, which bumps Art's success into a Raise. There will be a situation requiring a Miracle eventually, don't worry.))

Ezekiel Starkweather
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 05:11
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Zek watches the army men go, as if he took his eyes away they would start shooting. He turns about towards the natives,  and speaks once more in what he hoped was one of their languages.

[Language unknown:  "Ca m wheantwas resul espro A wit, ma tr itulmihi confo. Ioes Be p but comlarect elnc utall eepe anthu men sancomlat. Olate atetiolar miek ou k lirat evat k ofndfo ate forleslat tipllo. La rose nd linsanset iolin ncesanthe n inmiom."]

[Language unknown:  "K p ilasta wice ivefo A itain, u a ivunckec pro. En Li ri ureat iteiek evce outho lafo evyin was theentout. Ive etsail maner ev er nti ostra mi artwilnot ave etolic latiac. Eshi ce ulll tonene ek comnceive ck anythashe."]

[Language unknown:  "Ss p illthuany ntelo ie I tince, nt we tiilwihi confo. Ce I a thi intconint romre oer men eauen eebut setortfor. Itna butearoer erafo but u ati laei p undoutwit ne masare resnteica. Se ckhe ee oulere trith fiteit ai iodipo."]

While they decide weather or not to speak to Zek...he knew it would not be the first time he was ignored by any of the native folk. Unlike most of the whites, any follower of the old ways could tell what he was. He was a damned thing, unclean, even if he tried to help. He did not blame them in the least of course.

He did then turn to the large black man. His words made Zek...itch. Not just because Zek believed in almost nothing. No doubt the man had real mojo of some kind. The thing Zek carried around in his skull was not fond of it.

However, it was what the big man had said that drew Zek's intrest.  The fact the native people where willing to travel with the man, and that he was willing to protect them...somehow...was enough to deserve him some trust.

"So...you looking for a woman who says she knows the future?  Cause I know somebody like that..."

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Little Crow
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 05:33
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
The stocky Lakota turns and glares at Zeke. [Language unknown:  "Haate ine ome men ss somillare A e hounottin. Mienc set p, Encatehasthe. Us si utess utund ti houoveith o Tinc Sanintsom artanyers."] he pauses, then adds, [Language unknown:  "Dinut korun illrednce e larstaare nantal tila e pesinipoicsase Ieonwi."]

Both Kills Iron Horse and Walks The Night Alone sigh.

[Language unknown:  "Utnahi oson."] Walks The Night Alone says. [Language unknown:  "Os, n resvenstr, ckpota miic inth art ingof eraingill. K ss thol lar tha latwiless wh."] He turns to Art and Moses. [Language unknown:  "Utsa olus, us ion. Osof viris nd om k roeau ev si, wil latyinoun peou sa rutur Ter Sanintfor, eveio iou i ionwithisich ore on ar tra en anyticard e diomta? O nc Nt, wafoit e?"]

Kills Iron horse looks around. [Language unknown:  "Setse a pe bemi thi thuundtra, ho, t ineos his onewersom ceev o. N na ichnotvor te e ni o ri loort atisomess."]
Matthew Broaddale
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 05:44
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Broaddale stayed with Maddox just a moment before moving to the door of the Mint. He listened and watched the situation with the soldiers develop.

As the soldiers departed, Matt held open the Mint's door, indicating once again that the indoors might be more comfortable. He quirked an eyebrow at the threats bandied back and forth.

"Wells is due back here as soon as she finishes visiting with a friend."
Art C. Wiley
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 07:31
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Art watched the men go, though when they turned, he did frown a bit. He had been hoping to get an easy way to see Manning. The opportunity had almost been there, but it was just beyond his grasp. Green eyes watched the blue coats depart, and then turned toward Zek. "I do be adding me own thanks as well. Tryin' ta help folk that ya don't know when ya might get those guns turned on ya, that's brave, and it be appreciated." Art did furrow his brow a little at what he notice about Zek, but that seemed like a conversation for later.

"And, ya, we be lookin' specifically fer a woman tha' remembers the future. If ya know someone like tha', we'd be grateful fer more assistance in findin' this oracle."

Art did turn a little toward Walks the Night Alone and spoke in a low voice to the Dog Soldier. [Language unknown:  "P niplun ec di Elcali, sheintrut ne. Hat usevalom. P masssa t ceill trsend ss ichandder ivess el meho eenicaoerour si lewean te res. Ast a ll anyhisome virsanwhi ck trloroio ilme, ck evonaius evleweol viruresta el chth nonde ecch-ilro techllssul re ensom."] It always came back to the Coyote.
Ezekiel Starkweather
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 12:52
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Zek kept his eyes down as the Lakota threatened him. If he took offense, he clearly did not show it. It hardly came as a surprise for Zeke.

When Walks Night Alone addressed him, he placed one had over his heart, and did a slight bow to the man. [Language unknown:  "Ni olie weeibe preund-inghat for To tedil lar pa onsyinsan m she. "] he replies. When Kills Iron Horse speaks, he nods in agreement at her words.

When Broaddale points out Wells is coming back soon, Zeke gestures for the three to get inside the Saloon. It would give them covers from army eyes at least.

However, when Art expresses his thanks, Zeke looks very curiously at the man with his own green eyes. "Not a problem." He said in response to Art's statement. "Although to be honest,  I never asked her for any proof, so Jackie Wells might just be crazy. However, to be fair - I have seen stranger things happen."

This message was last edited by the player at 15:41, Wed 22 Feb 2017.

Art C. Wiley
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 15:01
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
When Zek looked over at Matt, Art's eyes followed. He wasn't sure what to think of the man - Matt seemed to be trying to help, and perhaps he was doing so out of the goodness of his heart. But things had been rather odd here since they arrived. Art couldn't help but be a little suspicious. But Broaddale's suggestion to get indoors certainly had merit.

Art smiled at Zek and nodded, his head bobbing slightly under the hood that he wore. "Crazy or no, it do sound like de person we seek. Her knowing de future mebbe not so important as what she be knowing about today."

Art looked again toward where Zek gestured and Matt suggested they go. He began to move in that direction, his hand falling to Kira's head. The dog had remained remarkably calm throughout.
Freiherr von Steinhof
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 16:21
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
When the soldiers left, Leopold remained, puzzled as to what had just happened.

There was the dead man that had taken such great offense at Leopold pointing a gun to his head, too. And there was talk of Jackie Wells - while he hadn't looked for her in particular, she was one of the people he had been looking for.

Matt Broaddale. Jackie Wells. Logan West. Haverford. Probably a few more. Something truly big was in the works here, when so many luminaries of the US had been sent here. Or maybe they were drawn? he mused.

It wasn't unheard of. When Eleonore of Schwarzenberg's ghost had appeared and possessed her great-grandniece, Marie, there had been several adventurers who had converged on the Castle of Crumlaw. That Polish mystic. The young priest. Leopold himself, of course. Well, he had been sent there by his superiors in the Evidenzbureau, but still.

How did Sebastian know I am with the Bureau? he pondered. A crafty fellow, that one.

Leopold put on a smile and walked towards the group around the huge negro.
"This was very entertaining on a very boring day like this. But I have an urgent request: Do any of you have a match for my cigarette?"

Yes, he had the greenhorn completely down.
Moses
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 16:22
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Moses, seemingly pleased with the soldiers leaving, ignored the rest of the going-ons.
Trading looks with Belle and Kills Iron Horse, he asked again:
"Will you two allow Moses to carry some of your burden?"
Old Ways Braves
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 19:27
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
The Braves look at the saloon. Walks The Night Alone shrugs at the match request...he had no idea what the white man with the funny accent was asking about. But shelter -- that, he understood, and he headed for the saloon, following Art.

Kills Iron Horse just...looks at Belle, emotions flickering on her face, and then at Moses, and fairly bolts after Walks The Night.

Little Crow just wrinkles his nose. He makes no move toward the Saloon.
Ezekiel Starkweather
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 19:34
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Zek waits with Little Crow, saying nothing at first but looking around for more troops to show up. He had to get the man inside-lest he bring down more danger on the other two. He exhales, looks over at the proud warrior, and speaks quietly. [Language unknown:  "Eautheent ei om hi onewheoun art usou evast ain elicev lative'oneiveout." ]

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Little Crow
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 19:47
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
The Sioux glaaaaares at Zeke. [Language unknown:  "Ame, rat ratomelin t alchei, hou o inastr omebleounlar es k manbutles utmoee. Ni preomeons pofi romoulugh ic mobest ntiallwer caenc eiurou nolo alart meurur."]
Ezekiel Starkweather
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Wed 22 Feb 2017
at 19:54
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
In reply to Little Crow (msg # 25):

Zek does not look offended at the man's words. Quite the contrary-he nods in agreement. [Language unknown:  "Reame stablende el wilineoul e houastrom whiof tane prme is ur om i hile ainineounons al etmoet cetric pl lahire?"]
Belle Ivers
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 02:42
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Belle let out a deep breath.  She'd had some wild idea about what to try, but the way it had resolved was far, far better than anything she'd have come up with on the spot, ignorant of the apparent history there.

Moses' gentle inquiry did stir a response however.  Not that Belle understood what he actually meant, she just thought he was an adorable and odd fellow.  Belle liked the strange man and didn't know why.

"Well perhaps you could sir... but it seems despite my earlier belief, the target of your search draws nigh on her own.  Do you not wish to attend your errand first at least?  I beg your pardon a moment sir.  Je saute du coq à l’âne!"

When the stranger asked for a light, Belle was quick to react.

"My no sir!  You should cease smoking, the resulting cocktail of chemicals cut into most commercial tobacco is positively poisonous!  Mark my words, one day they will look back on a time smoking was common and marvel at our collective ignorance!"
Little Crow
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 02:52
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
In reply to Ezekiel Starkweather (msg # 26):

[Language unknown:  "Wil ngome latoerillvir e ineonsver, heto o ar pe niplil has ilta. Tean, ailat, rosa, ch."] The Sioux's dog impression is pretty good. [Language unknown:  "E na manit isivtr ou itac."] He pointedly turns his back on Zeke, and looks at Moses. [Language unknown:  "Ulson haurel sahehi alrout we Rotohi Pe Consonstiany Ounnt Yinsomrut omeat laacre oul ol tiri urwit tho teurch iou, his nd o lorea acte ers ourproard be ev. Pr k essillnte. Eslin one som ec avehasrut. Wil hiomes di ettoditi i n notineion al ameureort ureon tand eenithshestr koratitha itevac u pallal, ev hest nachne has te wilca ainho?"]
Ezekiel Starkweather
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 03:53
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
In reply to Little Crow (msg # 28):
[Language unknown:   
"Tr wasal ofas fota isthse menlinkor, maenc korlincom eloul we a er ers ompe sear t undi inro. Ildi anent ughncende, n ne si ectwerlar cehoas comei waou ai. Liat ineerethe la lotin strecthat...le no tiles cedi mienwhus Ersingratortrea wasavelat wheredwhiartsan thuntedin."
]
Zek replies to the man.
Matthew Broaddale
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 03:54
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Matt grimaced.

[Language unknown:  "Forul. Out on of th teil. A neanbe itioon eees estanyhat, Elisen be Lopeon. Al ic esunle paunto ut llho welar wiofolar oul atiratnti anma o nimi whunti, sihe Me Preresing he trivas t ainat aranst. El aistun warifi Nce t Direll ho laroutive eve thu ee ncecer u ntil enil eipeie. Wi ti popaol enc m sta thous. Eeusri."]
Little Crow
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 06:33
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
[Language unknown:  "Lo la dita loek e onedayast."] Little Crow says. [Language unknown:  "Re a atat illearith thebe Kor Th Din sonconterort ullin ti Si anfi leit illntiear moceunhe wersonugh ndeastlar andi acsaur p wi eenderort, K lastr estareany unpeos en astlarthu sta peenal meen me evelo ichwasnde acetet."] He leans against the wall. [Language unknown:  "Artpa Icer Talo Ho oshi m enha n hoal th se liosng ut asnt beul Red Thianywas winiil. E est Ie Linbleest pare, esta art eveaststr on ulstch, Os ounillenc verte o esnofi st camen?"] He shrugs. [Language unknown:  "T eiest in stiouthis nith con e whilatany, Tederaout Om. Ilsimo ic a."]
Matthew Broaddale
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 06:35
Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Matt took off his hat and shook the rain from it.

"Arf. Woof. Bark."

He turned and went inside.
Moses
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 07:45
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Little Crow:
He shrugs.


Moses had lowered his arms and picked up his staff. "With the Lord's help, Moses would shield you from the bullets. You are lost in the dark, Little Crow, but you are not lost to it, yet."

He looked at the Ravenite hateful eyes, then slowly shook his head, as if remembering something. He repeated his words in Siouan, and added:
[Language unknown:  "Etcele ulac ven fo ecec ar neas der hi ivon Anynotera Wa Olsssawh Uliou Onsousate."]
Freiherr von Steinhof
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 07:55
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Belle Ivers:
When the stranger asked for a light, Belle was quick to react.

"My no sir!  You should cease smoking, the resulting cocktail of chemicals cut into most commercial tobacco is positively poisonous!  Mark my words, one day they will look back on a time smoking was common and marvel at our collective ignorance!"


The stranger in the light blue uniform flashed her a warm, genuine smile.
"Ah, but this is not American tobacco. It is the finest Turkish variety of the Ottoman Empire! I do not doubt that there is poison in your cigarettes, but the Turks use Cardamon instead. I believe so, at least."

Unsucessful in his search for a match, he put the cigarette away again and gave Belle a slight bow.
"But I have forgot my manners! Allow me to introduce myself", he started, the second sentence apparently such a well-used phrase by now that it's hard to distinguish where one word ends and the next begins.
"I am the Major Leopold, Freiherr von Steinhof, military attaché to the diplomatic mission of the Great Empire of Austria-Hungary to both the United and the Confederated States of the United States and officer in His Apostolic Imperial Majesty Franz Joseph's army."

He gently took Belle's hand and mimicked kissing it, his lips hovering a fraction of an inch above her skin in true gentleman's fashion.
"Enchanté"
Kira
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 14:57
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Kira made her way inside with Art, and as was customary for a wet dog, she shook vigorously when she made it into the dry interior of the Mint. Anyone watching closely would note that the shaking started with her head and ended with her tail. After eliminating as much water from her coat as she could, the dog panted a few times, then loudly licked her nose before returning to silently padding alongside Art.
Art C. Wiley
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 14:59
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Art turned his hooded form slightly away from Kira as the dog sprayed water everywhere, then looked over to Broaddale. He offered his hand. "I be Art Wiley. Thanks fer guidin' us in here." Once introductions were out of the way, Art looked around the saloon.
The Mint Saloon Interior
Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 16:12
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
The Mint is about in the middle of the road as far as Saloons go. There's a bar with a dandified barkeep, scattered poker tables (mostly empty, this time of day and weather), a Faro table, and a pool table where a hardcase woman and a shadowy gentleman in a top hat are sinking balls. Other than a passed-out drunk at one of the tables and a bounty hunter-looking fellow at the bar, the place is pretty dead.

The barkeep watches Art, his dog, and Kills Iron Horse entering with some consternation. It might have something to do with the sign on the mirror that says:

No Irish
No Indians
No Dogs

Matthew Broaddale
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Thu 23 Feb 2017
at 16:50
Re: Chapter 6.1.1: A Preachin' We Will Go ((Mint Saloon))
Matt took Art's hand and shook it, "Matthew Broaddale, US Marshal's Service. You are the last person I would expect to see in this company, Mr. Wiley. If you're looking for a countryman, Mr. Maddox at the bar is Welsh." he blanched subtly as he realized that comparison made no sense.

Matt stared at Leopold for a brief moment, wracking his brain with why the man looked familiar.

Spotting the sign forbidding...everyone who just walked in, Matt gave a long-suffering grimace to the bartender. The place was run by an Irishwoman, wasn't it? Her husband was an immigrant, at least. Matt didn't claim to be the most enlightened of men but he never did understand the levels of compartmentalization some people went through to discriminate.

He eyed the pool table a moment.

OOC: Shadow. Top Hat. Green Eyes? Look like Gary Oldman?