(IC) The Train Station.   Posted by Game Master.Group: 0
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 56 posts
Fri 4 May 2018
at 02:28
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Wincing and blushing. Zach dug through the ladies things, and pulled out a small journal.
"Well, this might actually be useful.  Anyone know about locks?"
Siobhan McCormmick
 School Teacher, 45 posts
Fri 4 May 2018
at 02:58
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     Noticing the journal, Siobhan glanced toward where the woman's body was.  "She might have it on her.  Perhaps a necklace or in her purse."
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 57 posts
Fri 4 May 2018
at 04:38
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Zach nodded grimly
"I'll search her.   Checking a dead body is no job fer a woman, beggin' yer pardon, ma'am "
He moved to life the sheet (discretely, so as not to show the body to the child) and prepared to search
John Clancy
 Retired Soldier, 4 posts
Sun 6 May 2018
at 02:51
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John cleared his throat. "I will search her Mr. Walker, got used to doin' it in the army lookin for supplies and such. Cant say I ever did it to a lady but dont reckin it makes much difference now."

He stood and walked toward the pair of them, noting the child in the young lady's arms.
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 59 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 01:37
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Zach smiled and shook his head.
"It's okay.  I'm fixin' to be a deputy, so I need to do stuff like this."
He searched the woman, and found a key and some money.
"This is probably the key to the diary, and here's 10 dollars.  That should help the young'un."
Siobhan McCormmick
 School Teacher, 47 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 02:01
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     Siobhan nodded and took the money and the key.  "Thank you, Mr. Walker.  I just hope we can find some hope for this little one."  Tucking the cash into her glove, she tried the key on the diary.
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 60 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 03:46
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Zach raised an amused eyebrow at the woman taking the money, but he didn't stop her
John Clancy
 Retired Soldier, 5 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 07:22
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"Deputy or not Mr. Walker dont be so hasty to mare your soul up. Take it from one with a whole mess a spots on his soul. ya dont forget the sight of the bodies or watching the life run out a man with some serious drink." John said his arms crossed staring at the child. "My Brother and his wife might shelter the child for a whiles, they run a small farm at the outskirts of Purgatory. Shoo. for a lil'n like this they just might decide they had a third and completely forgot the nine months o' suffering"

This message was last edited by the GM at 07:55, Mon 07 May 2018.

Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 61 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 07:52
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Zach frowned and shrugged at the man's words.
"I reckon I appreciate what yer tryin' to do, Mr. Clancy, but don't worry about me.  I don't reckon I want a lily white soul to be a deputy.   I've gotten my hands dirty before.  No need to hold back now."
Game Master
 GM, 54 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 12:57
(IC) The Train Station
The woman turns the key and the lock opens. With the others in the passenger cars, and no bandits it seems to harm them, everything seems safe.

For now.

The child yawns in Sio's arms and falls asleep against her chest.
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 2 posts
Mon 7 May 2018
at 18:58
(IC) The Train Station
She could almost feel it, smell it, as the breeze came through the window of the train. Keeping her eyes shut as if holding them tight would keep the memory from crawling out of her mind and into the air to be lost with the wind, Maggie drifted to another place, a time long past. She dreamed of her home. Sligeach. Everytime she thought of its lush grass, shelled beaches, white crested seas, she could feel the spirit of her homeland well up inside of her. And the seas crashing along the cliffs would beat so hard they cracked her eyelids and the ocean would seep out of her ever so slightly, as if to remind her that her soul was always bound there, no matter where her physical body may be.

Maggie felt a tear, no, a drop of the ocean fall onto her cheek. She reluctantly opened her eyes, coming back to reality, and with the back of her hand wiped the water away. The only reminents of where her heart has been for the last twelve years. She sighed deeply, reminded she was in fact on a train to Purgatory. Such an odd name for a town. Maybe she was drawn to it as a penence for past sins, reminded of the circumstances which put her on this new adventure west in the first place. Quietly, she began to hum and old Irish lullaby to herself, one her mam had sung to her and Éamonn when they were young. Maggie shifted her suitcase so it lay flat on one side on the ground so she could rest her feet more easily on top of it. Her thoughts focused on Éamonn, praying to God he was alright and unharmed.

Her peaceful humming came to an abrupt stop as the sharp, loud pops of gunfire rang in and around the train. She looked outside of her car which sat in the middle of the train to see a bandit on horseback shooting at a window only a few cars behind her. Maggie’s body froze for a moment. She noticed the fear in her fellow traveler’s eyes, knowing that her eyes surely mirrored their expressions as well. Methodically, she shifted her suitcase as to make a barrier between her and the isle and crouched down, her slight frame fitting in the small space of her row. To drown out the noise, she continued to hum, this time a reel. Maggie closed her eyes and drifted into the protection of her own daydream, saying a silent prayer that she could return there. Like all things in her life, this too must pass.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:11, Mon 07 May 2018.

Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 64 posts
Wed 9 May 2018
at 20:53
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Zach nodded to his fellow passengers.
"Well, let's make ourselves comfortable, I suppose.  Perhaps Mr. Clancy and I can help keeping watch for more bandits, and, Good Lord willin' and da creek don't
rise, we'll be in town soon enough.  "

John Clancy
 Retired Soldier, 8 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 08:18
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John nodded "You take the front cars, I'll take the rear?"
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 67 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 09:41
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Zacharias nodded.
"Sounds more than fair.  I'll check in after a spell.  Talk to you soon, Mr. Clancy."

The deputy then moved towards the front cars, to start his watch and patrol.
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 9 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 13:58
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Maggie continued to hum despite the gunfire seemingly ceasing. She was glad it had stopped but still anxious as to the outcome of the situation, as she hadn’t been notified of any change in status on the train. Was anyone injured? Killed? Were the staff alright? Maggie hadn’t moved from the safety of her space between the seats, hugging her legs close to her chest. Yet, her body had relaxed a bit with time...and silence.

She’d faced many fearful moments in her life: threats of the English and starvation in her homeland, crossing the Atlantic, her marriage. And now, adventuring West seemed to hold no different. Maggie may be seasoned by danger but certainly not hardened. Although confident in difficult situations, she still had a soft heart, one that always hoped for brighter days. The West held a promise of that.

In the days since Éamonn had been on the run, the pain of not having her brother by her side came and went like the pangs of an upset stomach. In fact, her stomach curdled at the very thought. So bandits or no, Maggie would make it West.

This message was last edited by the player at 14:09, Thu 10 May 2018.

Game Master
 GM, 60 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 14:22
(IC) The Train Station
Sio decides to sit this one out and relaxes in her seat. The child yawns, curdled up with her and she nods towards Zach and John."I will think about it. This child seems linked to me you know?" She ponders, holding the child looking down at it. It falls asleep.

Zach:
Overall its several storage cars and more passenger areas. Zach notices a small woman curled up defensively and not looking up at anyone with a suitcase blocking the window for protection.

OOC
In comes Maggie!


John:
The retired soldier goes to each car. Its basically storage. No passenger cars at all. But he does find a stable car with three horses, one black, one white and one black and white.
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 68 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 20:15
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Zach asks everyone (including Maggie) if they're okay, and introduces himself around as the incoming deputy of Purgatory.
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 10 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 21:37
(IC) The Train Station
Maggie poked her head up from her crouched position as a male voice entered the train car asking if everyone was alright. Instinctively she nodded, unsure if the deputy had even noticed or if he was just doing his duty as a lawman. Her eyes tracked the dark-haired man trying to coerce any information out of his body language, his vocal tones, the words he used in conversation with others. She wanted to know if this man could be trusted. People, men in particular, could say they were many things, kind, loyal, law abiding, and still prove to be the opposite.

Knowing she must look rather peculiar crouching between seats with her suitcase used as a blockade, Maggie slowly moved back to her original position. Trying not to bring unnecessary attention to herself, she slowly stood up and brushed her dress a little so it laid properly and moved her suitcase back so it was flat on the ground. Not moving her eyes from the new person in the room, she sat back down and rested her feet back on top of her suitcase.

Her body was a little rigid, more than normal, most likely due to the new presence of the deputy. Maggie was slow to warm. Not one for unnecessary chatter, the young Irishwoman often came across as shy. But, truly, she just enjoyed the company of a few friends and did not mind being with her own thoughts. The funny part was she did not have many true friends and certainly none out West. Torn between curiosity and the hate of small talk, Maggie was not sure what she hoped for more: the deputy to serendipitously speak with her or for him to casually continue on his way.
Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 69 posts
Thu 10 May 2018
at 21:58
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The woman reminded Zach of a scared fawn, ready to bolt into the woods at the first hint of danger.   He spoke to her in a soft and even voice.
"We had some trouble with some bandits earlier,  ma'am,  but we took care of them.   And I'll be here to keep an eye on things, with a couple of other passengers who are ready for trouble.   So if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask, okay?"
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 11 posts
Fri 11 May 2018
at 00:36
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Being unsure of either of her hoped outcomes in terms of the deputy, Maggie was unprepared when he actually did speak to her. His voice was kind, something she oddly had not expected. Some of her uncertainty about the figure in front of her dissipated with his words. The young woman was glad to know everything had been taken care of and her body eased with this knowledge. “Well, tank ye, sir,” the Irishwoman said gently, mirroring his tone.

She gave the dark-haired man a quick bow of her head in gratitude for his service. Maggie could not tell if he wished to continue speaking, nor would she normally continue meaningless chatter. Nonetheless, she inquired, “Are ye headed to Purgatory?” Maggie was curious out of sheer self preservation. If Purgatory had a deputy, hopefully the “Wild West”, as some named it, would be a little less wild.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:36, Fri 11 May 2018.

Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 70 posts
Fri 11 May 2018
at 05:04
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Zach nodded reassuringly at the woman, trying his friendliest smile
"Yes, ma'am.   Good Lord willin', we'll be there soon.    Yer not hurt, are ya?"
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 12 posts
Fri 11 May 2018
at 14:29
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Do I look hurt?’ Maggie thought to herself. The question in her mind was both sarcastic and honest. Maybe she’d been giving off a fragile air but she also knew well that she wasn’t screaming on the floor, blood seeping out of her. So, even if she had been injured, it would have been of no consequence.

Swallowing her pride and her quick Irish tongue, the young woman turned her body towards the man and gave him a warmer smile as to give the impression of earnest confidence. “Nay, I’m not hurt,” she said kindly, “Tis kind of ye to ask, but I can take care of me self, Deputy.” She gave him a playful wink and her smile widened a little. Maggie didn’t want to be on bad terms with the deputy of her future town, so she figured it best to keep her words lighthearted. However, she disliked it when people took her quiet demeanor for a demure disposition.

This message was lightly edited by the player at 14:33, Fri 11 May 2018.

Zacharias Walker
 Deputy, 71 posts
Sat 12 May 2018
at 04:34
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Oblivious to the woman's annoyance, Zach smiled.
'Ah'm glad tah hear that, ma'am.    If you see anything unusual, let me know and I'll come runnin'. "
He moved off to patrol the area more before sitting down
Maggie Kilmartin
 No Job, 13 posts
Sat 12 May 2018
at 17:38
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Maggie gave an understanding nod in reply to the deputy’s request to keep her eyes peeled for anything unusual. She was slightly relieved when he went to patrol the car and decidedly sat elsewhere. Peering out the window the train, she became hypnotized by the passing scenery. Growing up around green country and the sea, the young woman always had an affection for nature. During her time on Long Island, she even felt as if she was home sometimes. Maggie knew she would miss having the ocean near by when in the West but if it meant she was closer to finding the person most dear to her, she was willing to sacrifice the smell of salty air.

She had not thought much about what she would do once she got to Purgatory. The Irishwoman sold most of her possessions to afford the trip West, including a few nights’ accommodation if needed but that was all. Nothing to afford a permanent residence in a boarding house. Maggie knew she would have to find work quickly if she expected to last in Purgatory. Maybe she would be able to find work on a farm again or helping in a shop. Her skill set was pretty refined in both those areas. Hopefully there would be someone who would be willing to take her on. There was also her Irishness to consider. Éamonn and her had not been paid well nor were they often accepted in crowds not of “their own” in New York. Despite having a disdain for her late husband, it was true that Éamonn was lucky to find an Irishman to work for. Maggie prayed to God the West would be different. Free.
John Clancy
 Retired Soldier, 10 posts
Sun 13 May 2018
at 10:44
(IC) The Train Station
John sighed watching the terrain clip by from the back of the train. he pulled out a bit of salted meat and tore off a bit with his teeth.