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Post by Jake Quinn on Sept 3, 2007 17:05:38 GMT -5
*Jake just stood with his mouth agape for a moment, unsure what to say.*
"Geezus...I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am..."
*He ordered two more shots and handed one to her.*
"So 'ya came out here? Surely wasn't just fer that."
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Post by kate on Sept 3, 2007 17:07:48 GMT -5
"I haven't even gotten to the fun part yet."
*She laughed dryly*
"But before I do, tell me- did you really come here just to get a change of scene?"
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Post by Jake Quinn on Sept 3, 2007 17:22:56 GMT -5
*Jake shifted a bit uncomfortably.*
"Well, I...let's just say that it wasn't just mah sense of adventure that got me here. But I'm doin' what I can to make the best of it."
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Post by kate on Sept 3, 2007 17:38:05 GMT -5
*Kate smiled at him*
"I apologize for being such a depressing speaker. My lips can get a bit loose on a night when I've had too much to drink."
*She put down her glass*
"I'll stop here if you're getting uncomfortable."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Sept 3, 2007 17:45:09 GMT -5
*Jake just gave her an honest, if somewhat roguish, grin.*
"Ma'am, just cause I didn't come out here for adventure, don't mean I ain't got a sense of the thing. Please...go on. You ain't frightened me off yet."
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Post by kate on Sept 3, 2007 19:36:47 GMT -5
"Fair enough."
*Kate sucked on her lower lip*
"During the riot, I ran to the Sheriff for help. He wasn't in any hurry to save an innocent life, but he did take the time to tell me that I looked mighty pretty. And that he might help- for a kiss."
*She sighed*
"When killed Sam, I gave him that kiss. After I shot him dead."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Sept 3, 2007 20:57:04 GMT -5
*Jake stared for a moment and set down his glass, leaning back slightly. He would have to rethink his plan for this if he didn't want to end up on the wrong end of a pistol. He smiled gently though, he knew what it was to have people assume without all the facts.*
"I hope I ain't done nothin' to earn a kiss like that."
*He gave her a playful wink, trying to lighten the mood.*
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Post by Jesse James on Sept 16, 2007 21:08:57 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
Jesse walked in to the saloon with his hands on his pistols, he was feeling much happier now that he was alive again. He slinked up the bar and gave the barmaid a wink "How about you get me a brew and let me look at you?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 5, 2007 18:44:59 GMT -5
*Mira slumped in, feeling depressed*
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Post by Jesse James on Oct 7, 2007 0:35:41 GMT -5
Jesse turned to see a sad woman walking in, he took his beer and paid the woman before walking over to the girl "How about I buy you a drink? You look like you could use something to loosen you up."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 7, 2007 15:01:25 GMT -5
*Mira couldn't help but smile at that*
"How can I say no to that sort of offer?"
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Post by Jesse James on Oct 7, 2007 15:12:13 GMT -5
"Then it's a deal" he waved at the bartender "Pint of beer and a couple shots" he lead Mira up to the bar "I'm Jesse James, and you?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 7, 2007 15:29:55 GMT -5
((And this is where my made-up last name comes into play!))
"Mira Lovett-Bernstein. Just Mira to my friends."
*She looked at him, a bit in awe*
"I've heard alot about you back home."
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Post by Jesse James on Oct 8, 2007 0:13:07 GMT -5
((Hawt))
"Thank god" he said with a laugh and a drink of his beer "Ain't nobody heard about me in gay ol Paris." He looked at her "Then that means you're from the states?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 8, 2007 8:45:01 GMT -5
"Yep. Another displaced American in France."
Wait, wasn't he in the Confederate army?
*Mira decided it was impossible to meet any guys here whose politics matched hers, so she wouldn't bother.*
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