Wild Wild SYM

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 5:18 am

Waverly noticed a young woman loitering around the saloon entrance.

"Bit early for a drink, ma'am, isn't it" <his watch indicated 8am

>

"The name is Miss Vixen, and I'm here looking for work."

Waverly thought for a moment, then replied, "You'll want to speak with Gigi, she's probably a bit hung over, but <looks Vixen up and down> I'm sure she's have a position for you....I may have a proposition for you as well

. I could use a good luck charm of sorts for the saloon's card games. Pays well and is easy work. Let me know..."

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Wed May 30, 2001 5:22 am

Catching sight of Waverly, Loner approached him. "Sorry to bother you Doc," she said, "but I think it's time you and I had a talk. About your wagon, and...other things."

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 5:24 am

"Well, deputy Loner, without my wagon it looks like I'll be stuck here a while. Better get used to seeing me around.

If it weren't for that accident... well I might just have moved on by now," Waverly says with a sly wink.

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Wed May 30, 2001 5:28 am

"I'm sure," said Loner, smiling. She hated it when the Doc made her smile, but she couldn't help it... "Listen," she said, "I want you to know, I have every intention of finding whoever it was that blew up your shop there. I may not be overly fond of you, Doc, but it is my job...One more thing: last night you mentioned a name. Dark something, in connection with the shooting. What were you talking about?..."

Gwalchmai · Post by **Gwalchmai** » Wed May 30, 2001 6:05 am

The ghosts of two old men sat in front of the General Store, leaning their chairs against the wall, whittling on small pieces of wood.
"Storm’s a-brewin’, Jeb."
"I know, Ned."
"I’m speakin’ figuratively."
"Yep."

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 6:58 am

Wavely looks at loner quizzically. "In all of nature, only men kill for sport, Deputy. And the most depraved of men in these parts is Darkpopsicle. No motive, no profit, tsk. Yes, I would check on his whereabouts if I were you."

KramoR · Post by **KramoR** » Wed May 30, 2001 7:11 am

Waking up Kramo, sat up. He put on his pants, boots, and shirt. "Looks like I'll have to get a new one." he mumbled. Kramo then snuck out of the hospital, and headed over to the telegraph office. Taking the bandage off his head, "Damn I have to get a new hat too."

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Wed May 30, 2001 7:51 am

Ooc: *sigh* This not having a computer at home leaves me so behind in the stories

IC: Vivalie had ducked behind the hotel glass at the first signs of explosion and continued to hide herself as the shots rang out.

When the sounds seemed to have quieted down a bit, she ventured out again this time bringing servents. Two burly Russians, Ivan and Barak, their bulk suggestive of the strength in each bulging muscle. Ivan had apparently had a 'kitchen' accident as one side of his face was flat, remarkably forming the shape of a frying pan. Barak, on the other hand, just had the bloodshot eyes of a man who drinks like a fish. She used Ivan to hold her parasol, and Barak to carry her little 'petty cash' purse in his vise like fingers.

With those two in toe, she once again started for the saloon, it's tinny music pouring out into the morning air.

Brink · Post by **Brink** » Wed May 30, 2001 7:54 am

OOC:

Vivien-I've found the perfect place for our dance(or rather,I've built the perfect place for our dance

).I hope to meet you there(the sanctuary

) later when you have time to spare *hug*

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 7:59 am

[ooc: Be careful Viv. I have seen Brink's new construction and all I saw was a king size water bed

I think he plans on dancing the horizontal mambo. Time to bump the exorcism thread...]

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:05 am

<OOC: Waverly: Ha! Brink's a gentleman. When you understand the meaning of that word, little boy, let me know

Brink: Where is the sanctuary in regards to the saloon? Viv can stop by for a bit now, before the rest of this sleepy town wakes up (and immerses us in plot)

Brink · Post by **Brink** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:08 am

OOC:

Vivien-The sanctuary for ladies thread is a perfect spot for our dance,malady

.No one seems to bother posting there

(I would love to dance with you now,but sadly, I need to go to bed

)

Vivien · Post by **Vivien** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:12 am

Brink: Sleep well Brink

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:14 am

Originally posted by Brink:
<STRONG>sadly, I need to go to bed </STRONG>

Uh huh. Smooth, DemonBrink. I took the liberty of filling your water bed with holy water.

Georgi · Post by **Georgi** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:24 am

Upstairs in the hotel, Gigi rolled out of bed, rubbing her head. "That damn Doc and his Snake Oil," she muttered. Recalling the events of the night before, the hurried over to the window and glanced out. The town looked pretty quiet. Wait... she saw a man arrive at the saloon. "Better keep on your toes, Gigi," she told herself. Looking closer, she saw the Doc speaking to a young lady in the shadows (the one whose resume she had received? she wondered). The deputy came out of the saloon. "Jeez, everybody's up and about early today," she sighed, and began to get dressed.

scully1 · Post by **scully1** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:41 am

Loner raised an eyebrow. "Dark...popsicle??" she said, and smiled. "Uh-huh. Well, all right Doc, thanks...I guess...Oh, I almost forgot," she went on. "I owe you some money. Seems that...stuff you gave Kramo last night was the real thing, at least the doctor said so. So here," she said, handing the Doc $20.

She then made her way to the hotel, where the barkeep told her Gigi could be found. Perhaps more information would be forthcoming from that quarter...

************
A big Sioux warrior flew into town on a sleek palomino. He carried a huge bow. Seeing him, many of the townsfolk got their firearms ready, but most were so terrified by the figure that they couldn't load their weapons properly. The Sioux joyfully let out what he was sure would sound like a tribal war-whoop to the ignorant citizens. As he passed the jail, he let loose with his great bow, sending an arrow straight through the open window and into a wooden beam within. As he rode out of sight, he laughed to himself. "That ought to get her attention," he thought.

vixen · Post by **vixen** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:48 am

Vixen bit her lip in frustration at the cards in front of her. This was surely a different kind of poker game to that which she was accustomed to.

'How exactly will I bring you good luck?' she asked her newfound teacher.

KramoR · Post by **KramoR** » Wed May 30, 2001 8:54 am

Kramo sent his telegraph, then walked over to the jail. Sat behind the desk and put his feet up. Looking at the arrow, smiling and shaking his head.

KramoR · Post by **KramoR** » Wed May 30, 2001 9:09 am

Kramo desided to go back to the hospital. As he was walking back, he saw Darkpoet in the Saloon. Kramo ran in and grabbed Darkpoet by the shirt. Punched him twice in the face, then in the stomach. Pushing him on the floor, Kramo yelled.

"You should of told me you ass, I'll get one of these days."

He then kicked him two more times.

Waverly · Post by **Waverly** » Wed May 30, 2001 9:12 am

Waverly couldn't believe that his snake oil had actually been credited with helping Kramor... better have some testimonials printed up.

Waverly thought over Vixen's question for moment, but finally decided she could be trusted. "The best poker players make their own luck. I just need to have a idea of whether I should hope for an Ace, or maybe fold... but such things are difficult to decide when you can't see the other player's hands

I also would never want to 'hope' too hard for an ace if there are already 4 showing, if you know what mean. I'll pay 25% of the profits if you interested."