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 Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:36 pm
His eyes widened slightly. His right hand dropped and grabbed the edge of his jacket; with a flick, he revealed his twin revolvers, holstered in an X in the small of his back.
Shae drew one slowly and spun it on his finger. "What makes you think that?" he asked, his voice wary.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:40 pm
Netas watched his reaction and gave a grin before spinning her gun back to it's holster. "Because if you tell me you're not, I'll probably have to kill you." She said, being completely honest with him. "And if you are.." Netas moved to carefully walk around him and into the bar. "Then your mark should be bothering you pretty bad." She didn't even realize that she was scratching her back even as she spoke to him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:43 pm
He raised an eyebrow as she spoke, holstering his own gun.
As it slid into its place, he realized she was right: his hand began to itch. He rubbed it slightly, the leather glove that covered it blocking most of his attempts.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:47 pm
Netas chuckled as she headed over to the counter and sat down. She turned her head enough to look at Shae out of the corner of her eye as she lightly patted the seat next to her. "Want a drink?" Netas then turned to the bartender and proceeded to order some strong whiskey.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:54 pm
Shae sat beside her and pulled his glove off. Holding it below the bar, he scratched furiously. "Thanks," he said to the bartender.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 10:57 pm
After downing two shots Netas spoke again. "You're welcome.." she turned to look at him scratching where she couldn't see and laughed. "It's alright, you don't have to hide it. There's only gunman here." Netas downed another shot, already beginning to feel the effects of the whiskey.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:00 pm
Shae hesitated, then put his hand on the bar. His mark was a swirling pattern that started in the center of the back of his hand and swirled around the edges, almost back to his palm.
He grabbed one of her shots and downed it. "How many others?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:04 pm
Netas waved her hand lazily around before reaching for another shot. "Who knows..?" after downing two more shots of whiskey Netas decided she wanted something else. "Hey bartender, some straight voldka for me please." She said, shaking her head when the bartender started to pour it. "No no, just give me the whole damn bottle." Netas saw the bartender hesitate and reached out one of her hands. The bartender gave in and handed her the bottle, which Netas proceeded to nearly chug.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:18 pm
He leaned against the bar, watching in interest as she drank. "Wow," he muttered.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:20 pm
Netas heard the wow and stopped in mid drink, opening one golden eye to look at him. She sat up straighter and set the nearly half-empty bottle down on the counter. "What..? Never see a..person drink before?" It was obvious that she was very drunk now, after all the shots and voldka she had within such a short time it wasn't surprising.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:26 pm
Shae chuckled slightly. "OK, we should stop you now..." he gestured subtly to the bartender and stood, offering Netas a hand. "Come on, let's get some air." He pulled his glove on.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:31 pm
Netas grasped the bottle with both hands, giving a drunken growl when the bartender reached for it. "There's plenty of air in here.." She slurred, wobbling a bit in her seat. The bartender tried again for the voldka bottle and Netas pulled it into her lap and stumbled off the stool, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a wad of money. Netas slapped it on the counter before slurring. "I'm keeping it." Then turned and gave Shae a rebellious teenager look.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:39 pm
He raised his hands, smiling slightly. "Hey, all right. When are you gonna introduce me to these other gunmen?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 4:03 am
Johnny had been watching and listening to the exchange discreetly, getting up after a moment and walking over to the bar.
"I'm one of the gunmen here, Johnny Ringo" he said, extending his left hand while he used his right to pay the bartender.
"For the whiskey, earlier" he explained to him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 8:33 am
Shae looked at him before extending a hand slowly to shake. "Marcus Shae. Nice to meet you, Johnny."
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