Jackie raises an eyebrow. "Damn, son. Nice work. But perhaps Raven was just there to make things nice and bloody. What else did he do there?"



The color in Jackie's face drains at that.

"Oh." She says. "Excuse me a moment."

She gets up, and wanders into the back rooms, out of sight.

Then a bunch of bloodcurdling shrieks erupt from the back. The screaming goes on for a good, solid minute.

Jackie returns. "Sorry 'bout that. Had somethin' to get off my chest." her voice is a lot more hoarse, and she grabs a bottle and starts drinking directly from it.

Wild Bill shrugs. "Whatever you say, ma'am."

(OOC: Um, yeah, that would be more of a natural fire.  And Elemental Manipulation is such a useless power that I don't see the harm in a fire extinguisher test tube.))

James leaves the rather large gathering and head into the rain, not sure where to go he looks up and down the streets and heads to the right.

OOC:
08:33, Today: James Wilder got the result "Outlook not so good" on the magic 8-ball.  How does Right look?

Art looked at the oracle. "Raven made sure the bluebellies be able ta slaughter the Lakota when they met. He be on the side o' Custer, tha' be certain. I treid ta get word ta the Lakota, but did no be a match fer Raven. He seemed ta have a particular need fer Manning ta die, bu' the great Black Kettle closed Manning's wounds wit' the power of the Old Ways."

The ginger shaman rubbed his chin for a moment trying to recollect more. "There did be dead men fillin' summa the blue uniforms. Dunno if tha' be widespread or jus' a select few. One of 'em seemed ta be in charge. Named Tom. He kept us from bein' able ta save Black Kettle. Raven tortured tha' great man before killin' him."

When Jackie ran off to scream, Art looked in the direction she left, perplexed. When she returned he had an expectant look on his face, hoping for some explanation from the oracle. Or agreement to help.

James Lonefeather notices Wilder leaving, and catches him outside.

"Hey, where are you going?"

In reply to Art C. Wiley (msg # 130):

Jackie shivers. "Sorry. I just...never really expected I'd have to go through it all again." She takes a long slug. "I'm tryin' to see if I can find enough courage in this bottle to go back. If I can't find it, you're gonna have to settle with some descriptions and a hearty wish of good luck."

Matt looked about ready to follow Jackie's example and start screaming his head off. He pointed sharply toward the door.

"What time do you have, West? It ain't near twilight. Don't tell me I don't know what the Rangers are, and what they do. I'm not some backwoods chin-wagger. I know the rumours about the Rangers, and their counterparts. I also know that all that is nonsense. The job is law enforcement, cross-jurisdictionally. The job is also, to spy. A Ranger north of Kansas is a fucking spy, just like I'd be damn suspicious of a Secret Service man down in Richmond."

He groaned in frustration, then turned to Art.

"So Raven has a stake in Custer. We've already established that it'll be hard to hinder that plot from our position. What are Raven's other assets? He has his last sons. How have the Sioux not found them and routed them yet?"


[((OOC: Knowledge Occult about Raven and his assets.
10:08, Today: Matthew Broaddale rolled 1,1 using d6,d6, rerolling max ((1,1)).
))]

one of the Cheyenne, the woman, looks at Matt for the first time. "It is because of the Lodge of the Raven." She says.

The stocky Sioux storms over to her. [Language unknown: "And! Sties t shepe noll k leil Arderelin? Miprch! Li ekthu toadit!"]

The woman glares at Little Crow. [Language unknown: "T pre unon nc son, Wilainwit Whoun. M ma eresen llee usreas anure elre. Witst Tireac olnt'neun din ndivur us n naostr ivon Earthieve, risiei enwas virth kor ore. E ntioulour il u onon mestr. P isofar larprecon nehiec laromedin. N linma be evesur m sheectshe haswhiher ckasom the ruticares taate menromyin ni, en wa moen diiliv ca thufo in profei i it te eennteere ntiproart erslarest. Ad stomat ni nti esrola thastiare al virredone osekou. Ent rat ma estionpre prowheshe o Ee Vorlesast paare, allca essantwhiset est anyinttha rutwi dinlesbut of. Ngis atdi, memi der ad men le u ni hasac pl k nt elisun ch ughbe ssadis pa ch ateomevir, ti nglewint. Plall iv ereal atelar-outany! Erof ncess ur larwasall! Se es asloec, Foment Noac. Ofour ri ei nini, ek preek iou st il rutei oncapl ou taeedi. O venessous lili wasbe miesle, pr e con rehedi, in teil t haivto an asmili!"]

At which point, Little Crow does just that, whipping out his stolen gun...

((OOC: Agility checks, folks, to see who can react to this sudden shocking development!))

Ooc:
13:28, Today: Ezekiel Starkweather rolled 5,3 using 1d6,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,3.  Agility .

I will spend a chip if that is not enough, and I was looking over in that direction as my last statement was directed at the native folk in the room.

((OOC: This will wind up being an Opposed roll against Little Crow, so a higher total can't hurt.))

In reply to The Stray (msg # 136):

13:34, Today: Ezekiel Starkweather rolled 4 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4.  red chip for Agility test. Total 9.

Matt listened with a growing respect for Kills Iron Horse as she explained, in her way, this group of terrorist Indians.

Then Little Crow drew his gun.

Matt leapt into action, attempting to swipe the gun from Little Crow's hand in a smooth, practiced motion.

It didn't quite go that way.

((OOC: More like it.
10:37, Today: Matthew Broaddale rolled 13,5 using d8,d6, rerolling max (((8+5)13,5)).

I'd like to Disarm Little Crow. Called shot at -2, Fighting Check, Nonlethal. If he doesn't have Martial Arts, I get the +2 Unarmed Defender bonus, right? I won't count it in my roll at this time.

10:42, Today: Matthew Broaddale rolled -1,-1 using d6-2,d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 1,1.

...I'll be in my fucking trailer.

OUTSIDE
Wilder looked at his friend and turned shook his head, "While story time is nice and all I'm not here to listen to grampa in there tell me about the boogie man ... I see the fucker every night when I go to sleep." He looks back towards the saloon full of people, "So all those folks in there can go save the world from whatever boogie man stories their hearts desires.

Me ... I'm gonna go find Carter, put a bunch of bullets in his head, burn his fuckin' body, drop what's left of it after that and this pistol down the biggest mine shaft I can find, then collapse the fuckin' thing on top of it all.

Then maybe I will be able to sleep at night. So I guess I have to ask, what are you gonna do Jimmy?"

"Alright, alright." Jimmy says. "But let me ask you this...what next? When Carter's dead and gone, what will you do then? I mean, I'm not sure I buy the old man's story, either. But we've seen some shit together. Werewolves, that living wooden Indian, the devil bats in the badlands -- all of that. And now Carter himself is one of those things that go bump in the night. Folks need to be protected, James. You've got the skills to do it, and do it well. Carter's men are all dead or in jail. It's time to start thinking about the future."

Logan sighed. Just his luck that he'd found himself working the same territory with a rookie. He'd seen this kinda talk before. Mostly it was folks that hadn't actually served in the war, and were hot to trot for a piece of the action. He didn't know what Broaddale's story was. His initial guesses about the man's background might've proven wrong, unless he was trying to really hard to deceive Logan. In any case, he didn't quite have the time to teach him things. Broaddale would have to learn the hard way. Logan just hoped it didn't get the man killed.

"You do realize we ain't in Union territory? This is the Sioux Union. Our badges don't mean as much as you might think, 'cept for those that give 'em value. If you wanna keep goin' on about the Ranger and playin' billiards, suit yourself. I've got real work to do, and don't worry, we won't bother you with it. If you believe Miss Ivers, take a train back to Chicago and find us a real good shrink. We'll be waitin' here when you get back," he said. 

He would have said more, but before he knew it the ornery Lakota man they had over in the corner had drawn a gun he had hidden away somewhere, and Broaddale had leapt into action, almost literally. 

Logan had a different approach to things. He drew his guns and announced to the man:

[Language unknown: "Ripori Oer, cktest redandpreionine sssa intiitetil. Mievtiha it name."]

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OOC:

Agility: 5
Persuade: 11

13:23, Today: Logan West rolled 11,1 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of (6+5)11,1.  Persuade .
12:56, Today: Logan West rolled 5,5 using d10,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,5.

Managed to sneak in a phone post.
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Art nodded at Jackie's explanation. "Mebbe a good map be good enough. Mebbe ya shouldn't go regardless - ya be much too valuable ta risk. Bu' I will say tha' I have it from a good source tha' this mebbe our best chance ta stop the Reckoners."


OOC: Art gets a 4.

12:32, Today: Art C. Wiley rolled 4,4 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,4.  Agility.


Art turned more slowly toward Little Crow than the others had. His natural instinct was to interpose himself between the Brave and the Oracle, as everything seemed to depend on her knowledge. He hoped he would be quick enough to do so.

James smiled at his friend and just shakes his head, "Been after Carter and his men for all my adult life... I'll sort out whatever happens when I'm done, when I'm done."
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Katy laughed briefly at Matt's accusation. "Yeah, like the Rangers are gonna send a spy ta Deadwood. And we ain't really chartered fer spyin', not like the SSA. That said, if yer claimin' this is now Union Territory, Marshal Broaddale, yer gonna have more'n just a lone Ranger ta worry about while stakin' that claim."

She turned her attention toward the Native that had drawn a gun, her hand going immediately to her own piece.

OOC: Katy has a 4. She'll try to draw if she beats Little Crow's agility.

12:38, Today: Catherine Hays Cox rolled 4,1 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,1.  Agility.

22:00, Today: Freiherr von Steinhof rolled 2,2 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 2,2.  Agility .

21:59, Today: Moses rolled 4,3 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,3.  Agility .

22:02, Today: Moses rolled 5 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5.  blue chip on top.

Total 9

Belle was mostly oblivious to the excitement as she worked, explaining each step as she combined fluids.  She did remark idly "Going for psychiatric help now won't avail us, mass physiogenic illnesses typically only endure a few days and don't subside until people are dead."

18:42, Today: Belle Ivers rolled 3,3 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 3,3.  Weird Science!

Because of course.  At least it wasn't a 1.

18:42, Today: Belle Ivers rolled 1 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 1.  Red.

That'll do pig, no point to a raise on either of these anyway.

While Matt wrestles with Little Crow for the gun, Walks The Night Alone leaps on Kills Iron Horse, pulling her to the ground and shielding her with his body.

((OOC: 11:32, Today: Secret Roll: Little Crow rolled 1,2 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 1,2.  Agility.

Literally everyone beats him.

Of the NPCs:
11:36, Today: Wild Bill Hickok rolled 6,5 using d12,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 6,5.  Agility.
11:37, Today: Jackie Wells rolled 2,4 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 2,4.  Agility.
11:38, Today: Coot Jenkins rolled 1,4 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 1,4.  Agility.
11:38, Today: The Stray, on behalf of Walks The Night Alone, rolled 15,7 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of (8+7)15,(6+1)7.  Agility.

Moses and Zeke are both on 9, so they go after Matt's failed disarm attempt.

Logan's 5 happens after Wild Bill goes, everyone else goes at roughly the same time, and then Von Steinhof brings up the rear.))

Belle looked up from her work.  She really couldn't do delicate chemistry and pay attention to every single detail going on.  She didn't presume to move, but remarked.  "I say..."

Zek gestures,  and attempts to call Little Crow's gun into his hand.

(Ooc-20:12, Today: Ezekiel Starkweather rolled 4,4 using 1d12,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,4.  TK on gun. I may get possible gang up bonus due to the melee already happening over the gun, and my power is not directed at Little Crow, but his weapon.)

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Moses had translated for Little Crow and then watched stoically the exchange between the Sioux and the rest of his flock.

Now, he rose from his stair and brought his staff down, hard, on Little Crow's head.



Not sure, but this should be a total of 11, with the gang up from Matt.
Considering that this is a converted war-club without the blade... I'll make that non-lethal damage.

19:11, Today: Moses rolled 5 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5.  blue chip.
19:11, Today: Moses rolled 5,2 using d8-2,d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 7,4.  white chip.
19:10, Today: Moses rolled -1,2 using d8-2,d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 1,4.  Fighting, head shot, wild.

Damage: 21... or 24 if Moses got a raise on the attack roll.

19:23, Today: Moses rolled 6,15 using d8,d8+4, rerolling max with rolls of 6,(8+3)11.  Damage.
19:24, Today: Moses rolled 3 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 3.  Bonus damage?