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 Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 5:34 pm
Johnny sat at the table, feet on the edge of it. He started putting his watch back on, then took a small cleaning case out of his pocket, and picked up his Remington a third time, and started to disassemble it so he could clean it.
"You awake yet?" he asked in a low voice, not really to anyone in particular.
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 6:01 pm
"Huh?" Sally said groggily. She heard the clicking of a gun being disassembled and stood, quickly, reaching for her left gun holster, only to find that her gun was no longer there. It was on the table because she had already used one of the shots. She then looked around to assess the situation and found that she was still in the bar, which was empty, except for herself, Johnny, and Sammie, who was cleaning the bottles of beer that Sally had drank. She then sat back down, grabbing at her gun, checking it to see if Johnny had done anything to it. She was possessive of her guns.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 4:05 am
"Welcome back to the land of the living" Johnny said cheerfully, starting to clean the barrel of his gun.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you missed, by the way" he added, pointing to the bottle she shot. "I'm not that much surprised, there was quite a gust of wind around that time and it was a long shot"
Johnny saw he examining her gun. "And I didn't do anything to it, I promise" he added.
"Oh, and second bit of bad news. I expect a massive hangover for you tomorrow" he said, grinning.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 10:53 am
"Ye-Wait, you said too much at one time, can you say all that again?" Sally said drunkenly as she smiled sarcastically and leaned back in her chair, "and I don't expect a hangover tomorrow, I expect one when I try to go to sleep tonight." She sighed, not thinking about why she was talking to a guy she hated a minute ago. Probably the alcohol. Yea, the alcohol, she thought to herself, then she turned back to Johnny and the bottle she shot at. Her eyes widened.
"I missed?!?" She exclaimed, "No way," she turned to Sammie, who was done cleaning bottles and sat at one of the stools in front of the bar, usually reserved for big drinkers, "Sammie!! I missed!! See?!" She picked up the bottle and showed it to Sammie, who waved a hand in front of her face at the scent of Sally's breath.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 12:13 pm
Johnny shook his head.
This is precisely why I don't drink that often he said to himself with a small smile, glancing at the bottle of whiskey that he barely drank out of.
"You sound surprised, but with that much alcohol in your system it's to be expected" Johnny said out loud, getting up slowly.
"In any case, I should get going, I have a delivery to make" he said, getting up slowly. "Someone in this city ordered a small pocket revolver, so I should get it to them before they decide to test it on me" he added, picking up his gun parts and starting to put it back in order.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 1:01 pm
A small, two bedroom apartment in the heart of the city was covered by the moonlight, which was coming in through the large paned windows.
The doorknob to the lonely apartment began to move. Slowly, Wes Blackburn entered his apartment and turned on the lights. The apartment no longer looked lonely, but the emptiness was still there.
Wes hopped onto the couch as if he had no energy. His day was finally over and he was dead to the world. Just as he began to drift off to sleep, the door opened again.
"WOOOOOOO!!! Get up, Blackburn! We're gonna ********' party tonight!!!!" said the man who had entered the apartment. He was wielding a cigarette in his mouth and a bottle of liquor in his hand.
"Ivy, could you keep it down? I had a long day...." Wes said in a lazy and aggitated voice.
"Hey, it's my house, too, man! And I'm gonna party!!!!! WOOOOOO!!!!" Ivy yelled. Wes sighed and stood to his feet. He then walked over to the door that led to the balcony and walked outside. He then closed the conveniently sound-proof door behind him. He pulled out a lawn chair and sat there, overlooking the moonlit city.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 3:12 pm
A small party was going on inside of Wes' apartment, but he didn't care. He was lost in the moonlight. The stars were guiding him through an endless path.
Just then, the sound-proof door opened, and Wes' journey through the stars ended.
"You got a phone call, Blackburn!" Ivy said loudly, trying to be heard over the music. "Who is it?" Wes asked. "It's some guy named Andrei...I don't know him.....Want me to take a message?" Ivy asked.
"No, no, I'll take it. Give it here," Wes replied. Ivy handed Wes the phone and reentered the party. The balcony was silent again.
The man on the other end of the phone, Andrei, began to speak. "New merchandise, Blackburn. My inventory is all new. Do you want to check it out?" Andrei asked.
"Yeah, sure. When?"
"Tonight...A car will be there to pick you up shortly..."
There was a click, then a dial-tone. Wes set the phone down and continued looking at the stars. Moments later, a car horn sounded twice. Wes leaned over the balcony rail and saw a small, compact Scion waiting for him. The headlights were flashing.
Wes grabbed his jacket and headed down to the car.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:33 pm
"Small pocket revolver, small pocket revolver," Sally repeated twice, thinking if she knew anyone other than herself who had ordered one, "I can't think of anyone other than me who ordered one, can you Sammie?" She looked back to Sammie in time to see her shake her head.
"Well, can I see it? The gun, I mean," Sally said, turning back to Johnny.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 8:38 am
"Yeah, gimme a moment" Johnny said, getting up.
He left the room, heading outside to his motorcycle. He opened a saddle bag, sliding out a small box which contained the revolver. The second thing he opened was a larger box at the bottom of the bag, which contained a few blue cans. He picked one up that said Coconut Pineapple Nectar, and he shut the bag, walking back inside.
"Heres the gun" he said, opening the box. A small silver revolver was on a black cushion inside the box.
Johnny opened the can, taking a long swig. He preferred this stuff over alcohol most of the time, though it was good mixed with alcohol.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 11:27 am
"It's..." Sally searched for the right word, "Ah! I know, It's dainty" She snickered. She reached into the box, slowly and carefully removing the gun from it, so as not to damage it.
"I want a gun like this. It would be so easy to conceal." She looked at the gun, holding it slightly over her head. It was a thing to be admired, in her mind at least. The craftsman who made the dainty gun should be proud of it. it would be tarnished to be in a Gunman's hands, she thought, using it to kill people wouldn't be right.
"Can I buy it off you? I'll pay whoever ordered the gun twice as much as it's worth and same to you." She said, her eyes shining at the prospect of having the gun in her possession.
((I gotta do something for the rest of the day. I might be back on tonight, though. Sorryz sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 4:09 pm
'So... there are a few gunmen around here...?' Harken thought to himself as he looked around. 'Man, followin' rumors isn't easy. Guess the first place to try is the bar...' He tilted his hat down a little, made sure the Night Fowl was on his back and the Longrum Special was at his side, and quietly strolled into the bar. He took a few moments to look around, noting the couple sharing a... gun... and mostly the other customers just minding their own business. He strided up to the bartender, and said, "Yeah, gimme your best, Tendy."
"The name's Edgar." The bartender replied.
"Right, sorry, Ed." Harken shot back, placing the money down, and turned his attention to the couple... something seemed out of place with them. He just couldn't put his finger on it...
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 4:39 pm
Johnny laughed, looking at the address on the box.
It clicked in that this was where the gun was supposed to go.
"Yeah sure, I guess. It would take ya about 100$, this isn't very expensive. However, it was for a delivery, I think it came here, but I don't see anyone other than you who would want this gun, other than maybe the bartender" he said casually, taking a second swig of his drink.
"By the way..." he said, looking up at the newcomer. "What side do you run on?" he asked in a low voice, reaching for the moon clip he kept in his pocket.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 4:43 pm
"... That's a bold question to ask in these days, kid." Harken replied calmly, slowly reaching for the Longrum Special, "I don't know weither the law should kill me or not. Let's just say this, either way... I'm not your enemy. 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend'." Harken smiled non-chalantly, and continued, "Besides, I don't want to hurt the girl accidently."
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:07 pm
Johnny took a casual sip from the can again.
"Sure, it's a bold question, but I can hold my own if need be. Don't be so cryptic about it, just answer, please?" he asked, finish off the last bit of juice from the can.
"Besides, I don't think you would kill an innocent, nice looking girl like her for no reason, when you're going for me, would you?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:11 pm
"I agree on that." Harken said, "... She is nice looking." Harken flashed the girl a smile and a wink, and continued on, "Besides.... I think that... well, we're on the same side." Harken stood up, and slowly, holding his hands up. Once he was at their table, he put his hand on the table, showing a strange mark it... "... Oh no, you saw it." He replied sarcastically with a smirk.
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