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 Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:14 pm
Johnny grinned as well, pulling his watch back slightly up his arm to reveal his mark.
"She's one as well" he said, putting his watch back into position.
"So don't worry, we won't be trying to arrest you. Besides, I don't want to have to face that gun. Looks nasty"
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:19 pm
"Yeah, she's a beaut." Harken said, "And not just the girl, too..." Harken winked again, and said, "Name's Harken Browning." Harken smiled, and offered his hand in a handshake.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:24 pm
Johnny reached over, shaking the mans hand.
"Johnny Ringo. Perhaps you've heard of me? If not, certainly of my guns. Best in Tombstone, and just about everywhere for accuracy and reliability" he said, leaning back in his chair.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:30 pm
"I see. Nice to meet ya, Jo." Harken replied, "And yes, I have heard of ya." He smiled, and looked through his pockets, taking out a peice of paper that read: 'WANTED: DEAD' on the top...
"You'd get someone alot of money, Jo." He smiled again, and put the paper in his pocket.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:32 pm
"So it would seem" Johnny said, frowning. "I wasn't aware of a bounty on my head. Must be for all gunmen, who knows" he said, shrugging.
"Ah well. I don't suppose you're going to rat me out?" he asked casually.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:36 pm
"Of course not." Harken said with a smile, "'Enemy of my enemy', like I said." He turned to the girl, and said, "And you are...?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:47 am
Sally took a drunken moment to respond, "Sally Daniels, but everyone calls me akuma," she thought about what the word meant for another drunken moment, "it means demon in Japanese. But you can't go around talking bout me like I'm with your side, 'cuz," she took out her police badge and showed it to him, then put it back in the inside pocket or her wool coat.
"And stop winking at me, it's creepy, I already got a boyfriend! Well, sorta. He walked out on me last night, that conniving a**-face." She scowled, " but that has nothing to do with you. She stuck out her hand over the table politely towards Harken, "Nice to meet you."
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 7:45 am
Harken chuckled lightly, and said, "Alright, Alright, I'm sorry, Sal." Harken smirked, and continued, "Yeah, I know what ya mean, Sal. Professional Bounty Hunter here."
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 2:59 pm
Johnny looked around absently, desperately hopping for something to do.
"Oh, and if you want that gun, Sally, remember, it's 100$" he said casually, reaching into his jacket pocket.
"I hate to be anti-social here, but I'm bad at starting conversations nor am I THAT good at talking to girls" he added, pulling out a small paper-back book, which actually had a custom cover that only those who read the book would understand.
The cover read 'Don't Panic', but the book itself was the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 3:38 pm
"yea, here," she sifted around in her pockets, finding the other 100 that she had expected to spend on the drinks for the guild, but didn't, considering she kicked then out early. She slid it over the table to Johnny, not removing her hand from it until she was sure that Harken wasn't going to take it.
"Oh, well then, Hark," she said, giving Harken a nickname, much like he gave her, "maybe you could hurry up and find a few of the wanted people in this town, hopefully ones not in the guild, eh? You know, turning them into the police station. We have a few criminals that refused to come into the guild, so I shot them, and they didn't die..." she trailed off into something about her boyfriend and how she did the same to him as to them, then getting back on track said, "anyhow, maybe you would clean up after my drunken mistakes." she smirked, "they are worth a few thousand, anyhow, why not?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:09 pm
"Thanks" Johnny said, pocketing the money. "Its all yours" he added.
He listened for a moment, then looked up over his book.
"Wait...a guild? As in, a group of gunmen?" he asked. "Where we can all just hang out?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 8:48 pm
"huh, oh yea," Sally said, responding to Johnny's question, "I'm the freaking leader and we all hang here, I always end up paying for the drinks cuz I'm the only one with a steady job..." Sally went into a rant about how gunmen never seem to be able to hold a job for more than a month or two.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 4:07 am
Johnny leaned his head back, with a muttered "Thank Christ." He looked back at Sally.
"How do you get in, you just hang around here or something? Because I'm sick and tired of running, I can barely use my shop because of so many annoying authorities poking around. I really need somewhere to sit and rest for a while" he said, then looked back at his book.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 12:50 pm
"Uhhhh, to get in... you talk to me," Sally said, being completely truthful, "oh, you need to take out the weapons you have on you... kinda just so I know what kind of weapons you use, and what you think you are capable of." Sally glanced at Harken, who didn't seem to have any intention of shaking her outstretched hand.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 4:00 pm
"If you want to see my weapons, I'll be right back" Johnny said, getting up and walking to his bike.
As he was busy removing his Winchester from the saddle ring, the drunkard from earlier walked up to him, obviously more sober this time around.
"I think you deserve this, after messing with me in the bar" he grunted, reeling back his fist.
Johnny dove to the side, smacking him in the temple with the Winchester. He slumped to the ground, and Johnny walked inside, gun over his arm.
"I'm back" he announced uselessly, putting the rifle on the table next to his Remington.
"There y'are, all my weapons" he said simply.
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