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 Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 1:23 pm
Diane stuffed the rations into the outlaw's mouth, frowning. "Don't you flirt with me." She huffed once more. "Gettin' friendly with me ain't gonna help you at all, so keep your dirty comments to yourself." She grumbled, laying down on her bed. "Besides, there has to be 'other' reasons they call you 'Quick,' so that just makes you a bit more... How ya say... Just a reason why I wouldn't wanna be with an outlaw." Yawning, she rolled over, facing away from Nora. "Well, you can sleep however ya want-- Just don't try to run tied up like that, otherwise you're in for it later on."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 2:12 pm
 Nora "THORN" Quick
"Me? Flirtin with you pretty lady? Pft....." Thorn once again tried her luck in riling up the bounty hunter. Why is this so much fun? she wondered. She supposed it was how her brothers felt when they teased her, but this was a slightly different context. "An' I ain't the one who was threatening to hog tie someone...so I ain't in the least bit dirty with ma comments..." the accidental outlaw nearly choked when the rations were shoved in her mouth. Once she'd finished chewing she coughed and then thumped backwards.
"You don't know anything about it. I'm innocent I swear. Don't expect ya to believe me though. Quicks the family name you fool, we just happen to be the fastest merchants in the country, always on time or early with out deliveries. Have been for generations....." She was muttering, but she knew the bounty hunter would have heard her. Why she felt it neseccary to clear her name to this woman was a mistery to even herself. "An dont you worry. I can't go nowhere with the bindings. Stuck as stuck can be. Gonna sleep badly tonight 'cause of it....."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:11 pm
She waved her off, "Honey, just roll around until you get comfortable. I'm not tellin' you to lay on your back all night. Just don't run away, and things won't get complicated." She yawned again, her eyelids becoming heavy. "Well, I will see you in the mornin', Quick. We'll be wakin' up early and moving on to The Coast. The faster we get there, the faster we'll get to your sister, and the faster I'll get my money.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:20 pm
Nora "THORN" Quick Thorn knew it was going to be a great deal harder to get to sleep than usual, but the mention of her 'sister' made it worth it. Her cover would be blown though if the bounty hunter rattled through her stuff. She shrugged her shoulders and settled down, despite what Diane had said, Thron would have to sleep on her back, because if she rolled over and put weight on her hands, the rope would bite into her. She listend to the other's breathing untill it became shallow and belied the fact she was asleep.
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Morning came and found Thorne cold and shivering. The eveneing dew had settled itself on her, making her damp and freezing. Despite the fact they were in the desert, the moister had fallen. Must be because were so close to town...bah humbug...got sand everywhere.... The accidental outlaw attempted to sit upright. It turned out to be a mission she soon aborted, the bruises from yesterdays roping had stiffened up over night and left her sore. "Oi...Bounty Hunter! We hittin the road early or what?" she yelled loudly from her position on the ground. She could still hear the girl snoring.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:41 pm
Hearing her captured bounty complain, the bounty hunter slowly rose up and looked at Nora, "Shush, you. I'm gettin' up..." Slowly, she got up and began to roll up her bed, "Sure are eager to get yerself into prision, eh, Quick?" She chuckled. Quick was right, Diane wouldn't be getting her bounty if she slept in. After ten minutes of packing everything up onto her horse, Diane pulled the outlaw up to her feet, and nudged her slightly. "Let's go, Quick. We ain't got all day."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:48 pm
Nora "THORN" Quick Once on her feet, Thorn felt a little better. She jiggled around and returned circulation to her legs. She sent a serious smile in Diane's direction. "Not egar for prision as such, more so for ma family reunion. I miss ma sister..." She wondered if that were beliveable. Thron couldn't feel her fingers, or for that matter her hands, but she knew they were still there. This could be problematic if I have to draw.....with no co-ordination it could be sloppy.
As they walked, Thorn gradually defrosted. With the cold leaving her body, the hunger edged in. "Pretty miss? I'm mighty hungry...." her stomach backed her up by letting a loud rumble be heard. She stumbled a little for effect. "Thirsty too...."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 8:33 pm
"Ya hungry, huh? Well, it's about that time to take a break and get something to eat 'n' drink." With that said, Diane jumped down from her horse, and pulled out a bag full of beef jerky and water for the both of them to eat. Sitting Nora down, she loosened the rope on her wrists and then tied the rope around her arms in a way that she would be unable to reach for her gun and point it at Diane. She then pulled out some of the jerky from the bag and held it up to Nora's mouth. "Eat up, and I'll give you water too."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 9:07 pm
Nora "THORN" Quick
Thorn winced when the circulation made its way back into her hands. Pins and needles threatened to have her leaking around the eyes as she reawakened sleeping fingers. She leant in and daintily nipped a strand of beef jerky between her teeth as Diane offered it to her. The girl was tempted to take more, but she didn't want to piss the bounty hunter off. "Fan' k yo'u" she said through a mouthful of food.
She kept her eyes down, suffering through the reawkening of her fingers. What she was really looking forward to was the water. The desert heat had begun to take it's toll on the dark haired woman. Once she had warmed up from sleeping, the dry air of the desert had began to play havock with her. She was begining to question the wisdom of allowing herself to be captured.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 10:56 pm
After feeding, Diane opened up her canteen and motioned Nora to open her mouth, and began pouring water. "Here, I'll try not to drown you. It'd be a waste o' water if that happened." A few minutes of watching the outlaw drink, she put the canteen away and simply looked at her. "... You seem to be sweatin' a bit there, Quick."
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 3:44 am
Nora "THORN" Quick Thorn spluttered a little as the cool water gushed into her mouth. Adjusting to the flow, she gulped the clear liquid down desperately. When the bounty hunter eased off, Thorn savoured the last mouthful before answereing what she knew to be a retorical question. "This is what being on the run does to ya. You spend your time heaving yer guts up after eatin bad fodder and drinkin dodgey water. I haven't recovered from my last bout of food troubles. It leaves a wo....a man weak ya know....just like you...ya pretty lady..." any pity she could have gotten for her illness was abliterated by the last remark. But Thorn couldn't resist. Diane just bit her bait so well!
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:11 pm
"Hey there, you better wath that tongue," she warned, "or I'll cut it off. And if that don't help, I'll cut somethin' else." She sat down, taking a bite of beef jerky, just looking at the outlaw. "Being a bounty hunter ain't all great either. When we can't catch outlaws like you, we can easily starve or get ourselves killed trying to catch a bounty if desperate. My uncle always warned me about being one, but it's not all that bad. You get a pretty good workout doin' it, and hell, if the bounty's high, you eat good, sleep good, and travel good."
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:41 am
Thorn shut her mouth. She had been about to let rip with another flirty quip, but Diane's words silenced her. She frowned a little, she knew that bounty hunting wasn't a heireditary buisness like being a merchant was, but it hadn't occured to her that it was simillar to how one became an outlaw. You picked up a gun and never looked back.
"I didn't want this, don't think that for a second...." the accidental outlaw sighed, all of her fire and will to fight and bandy words with the bounty hunter suddenly gone. "Guess the only difference between bein' and outlaw an' bein' a bounty hunter is which side of the law yer on....an the fact you guys get paid....legally...."
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:42 pm
"It's a living... And outlaws who are terrorizing people's lives, well, they need to be taken down..." She looked back at Nora, sighing. Sure, some outlaws should be burned for their crimes, but perhaps Quick maybe telling the truth. Just looking at the outlaw made Diane facepalm, wondering why she should sympathize with her bounty. "Look, things happen 'cuz they need to happen. You got yourself into a jam for whatever happened, and I happen to find your bounty and capture you. Jus' live with it..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 3:15 pm
"Whatever...I'm living with it now....and when I find the p***k who framed me, I might actually become an outlaw full time..." her final sentance was so quiet, it was almost inaudiable. Nora wasn't feeling well all of a sudden, she wasn't sure she'd be able to escape once the reached the coast. A tremmor ran through her body, her face paled, she twisted violently away and brought up the contents of her stomach. Once the reching had stoped, it gave way to a pathetic dry cough. "Seems like I'm still not well...." the outlaw said before toppling sideways unconcious.
Her hat fell from her head, unleashing a mop of dark hair. Once it framed her face, it was clearly evident that this was the shy girl that Diane had encountered at the general store. Nora looked a good deal younger than her 'brother' Thorn. While her alias was in his early twenties, Nora was only 18. Her skin was clammy to the touch, sweat was beading above her top lip, her breathing was shallow.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 12:16 am
Diane's eyes widened at the sight of the outlaw's true identity. This girl had been switching roles back and forth. But that wasn't her concern, it was the face that she was beginning to have a fever.
Quickly, out of a kind heart, Diane pulled out a dagger from her belt and cut the girl free, and had her lay down on the ground. Checking her forehead, she figured it was from the other night. Sighing, she made the girl sit up, looking at her. "Hey, Quick. Think you can live until I can get you to the doc? The next town shouldn't be so far if we go on horseback. Do ya think you can stay awake for that long?"
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