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Sash's laugh puts a sadistic smile on my face. I crack my neck. "Our bar," I correct him, inviting him to disagree.
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You're fekin' right we've got them outnumbered. "Don't feel so fekin' big now, do ya?" I growl, restrainin' myself from slittin' this fekker's throat all over what's going to be my new bar. "I'd be in my fekin' right to slit you, and all your blazeb…
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OOC: Go Aggro, Roll+Hot (Devil with a blade). Highlighted. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 1, 6. Total: 10)
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Fuckin' right he's tense, 'cause he probably sees me spin for his hand to throw this blazebrain onto the bar, and reach for my fekin' knife to stick against his throat.
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I shake my head, "No you can't — unless you plan on givin' me this bar."
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I'm not wasting any time. Once the boys and girls are gathered (and mostly accounted for), I'm moving on Dremmer's. The noise as I step into the place feels like an axe cracked upside my head, but I persevere with sheer determination. I spot the UF …
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I nod, "Dremmer's place." Looks like shite's fixin' to get worse before it gets better.
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Fekin' shite. Thank fek that didn't blow up in our faces. I collapse back into my seat, and rub at my tired eyes. Word on the street is the Pit is lookin' for better management — but that would require me to know shite about the odds of folks beatin…
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I lean over from my side of the truck, getting into the Fipper's field of view. "I know a few girls that get soppin' wet at the sight of a man in uniform — I only mention 'cause they'd be right cooked if they found out I didn't find 'em one." OOC: …
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I'm letting Cinch handle this, like she told me to. I look back in the mirror to spot Sash's arm around Fleece. I ain't surprised — my girls have a strong sense of protection over one another, and that kinda outward affection knocks men off their ba…
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I don't say nothing about Cinch's comment to stay quiet, and let her handle the checkpoint. I don't intend on causin' a fuss, but if something goes down, you bet I'm gunna be tryin' to talk some sense into folks... It's my fekin' job to talk folks d…
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It was a slow night — most of the regulars were out at the oil wells, and visitors had been scarce. I was gettin' ready to call it an early night when Fallout's boys came runnin' in, not a breath between 'em, huffin' 'bout a warband comin' our way w…
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OOC: With the +1forward from Sierra, that brings me up to 7. I'll take: - your gang is in tact and whole, even picked up a few angry miners who are itching for payback - your big earners made it out and are headed to Depot with you, you won't need …
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OOC: Evacuating the Diamond. Roll+Hot. (Highlighted) (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 2, 1. Total: 6)
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Imma be so weird you're gunna question reality.
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@TaraNewman — Highlight Cool. Get into some trouble. Edit: then get out of it, obviously... :P
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@halcy — be hard as hell.
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@exterminatorx — Let's hit the brakes on the murderlizing with Gigg. I wanted to say Hot again, but you were a good sport last session, and used it a few times. Be weird this time.
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Cinch, hit me up!
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Cinch, take +1Hx with Esco.
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My brain is fekked to begin with — but when it comes to recalling totally random shite at the drop of a hat from a conversation I gleaned from across the bar, and piecing together the missing bits from things JD, and Sash told me, I'm a fekin' savan…
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My questions: • Who do they know, like and/or trust? • How could I get to them, physically or emotionally? • When next should I expect to see them?
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I read the letter one paragraph at a time, stopping to re-read sentences every now and then when I have trouble understanding. I don't have trouble reading, but I don't understand her. She really is from a different world... Considering how it's tre…
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Yeah... The damn thing has been staring daggers at me ever since I put it on the bar. I inform JD that I'm headin' up to sleep off this stiffness, and that if Fleece comes lookin' for me to wake me. I hobble up to my room, takin' special care to l…
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Didn't you know? JD and Sash had an exclusive thing for a while... I saw them sneakin' off from time to time, and JD comin' back a few minutes later, talkin' 'bout how smart Sash is, 'n how we should use her more 'round the bar. So I took a chance, …
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I nod. "Alright. Get me a name, and we'll see if we can get this started."
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That puts a lot of attention on us... Makes the assumption we're lookin' to be taken seriously as a place to settle. Given that we ain't mining Borax no more, it does open things up a bit for new folks to come and set up shop, or stick around... It…
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I pause a moment, considering my options. If Kettle makes good on his promise, I might be able to pitch this place as a discreet place for fippers to come off duty — get a little action without the prying eyes of the camera. Untill then, though... …
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Is JD sweet on Cinch? ... Good thing she didn't take Isle up on that offer. "Mimi's out of the UF, and she's under Gigg's protection — we don't mess with Gigg." I spot Sash comin', and shift a bit to bring her into the conversation. "Mornin' Sash..…
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Yeah, I figured as much... I ain't exactly been on my A-game since Sierra showed up. Killin' all Zig's folks was a fekin' stupid idea — as was pullin' the attention of a bunch of fippers. This might be a chance for things to get back to normal. I no…