Smokin Guns

[LongWalkHome]

OOC: This is a "precast" but NOT a "closed thread". If you wish to join consult the OOC created and post your character there as well as any questions if the plot is unsure to you...then join us in the fun!

OOC for Smokin Guns
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pervatory, Texas.

A wide open town on the border of Texas and Mexico, the wide expanse of the Rio Grande seperating the two nations. The war was over and the great state was trying to pull itself together, the loss of many men and the gain of the carpetbaggers that flocked back into enormous country making it a volataile land to live in. Pervatory, the same name as the letters return address and the badge inside the envelope, along with the gold letters that spelled out...Sherriff.

Still...it was almost midnight and the town was wide awake yet, the Saloon bellowing noises and lights into the street, the sounds of glasses clinking, women giggling and an untuned piano tinkling out "Camptown Races" as a dozen drunken voices slurred along.

What the hell! I grinned and gigged my horse towards the local blacksmith and stables, the location evident as the wind blew the unique smell of the place to my nostrils.

"Can you tell me the location of the Mayor's house?" I asked of the hunched over but still imposing Blacksmith as he took the geldings reins. "And feed him a double portion of oats and mollasses?"

"Yup, I kin do both" He replied with a nearly toothless grin "But you won't find the Mayor at his house and the stable is 4 bits in advance"

Grinning at a man who made his wants and needs apparent I tossed him a silver dollar and waited as he gnawed at it with his remaining two teeth.

"You'll find the Mayor in the Saloon and I don't have change" The long armed man informed me as I slipped off my longcoat and tied it to the saddle before lifting it off the horse. The star shined dully on my vest as the hostler held up his lantern and pocketed the coin at the same time, his eyes eyeing it before he led the horse away.

"Didn't expect any... information costs money" I acknowledged and stepped out of the sweet smelling barn in the direction of the Saloon.

"And money don't come easy to most people" I muttered to myself then grinned again and adjusted my holster.

I'd introduce myself to the Mayor and then find a bed, bottle and bath....and anything else that came along before starting the new job I had literally "fallen" into.

Pushing thru the batwing doors I stepped quickly aside and let my eyes adjust to the bright light of the overhead gas lanterns and moved to the bar.

"I'd like a bottle of Jack, a clean glass, and directions to the Mayor...friend"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Intro:

Josephine Meadows, goes by Joe only. Bounty Hunter, excellet shot, so don't piss her off

IC:

A week in this piss hole was wearing thin on my nerves. Laying in the bed at the one and only Inn, I cursed my bad luck. I had to wait here for the news to come, apparently I now had time on my hands.

I had been hunting a certain 'horses ass' when another Bounty hunter caught up with him and took him down. So much for sharing information over a bottle of jack. Taught me a lesson, taught me a hard one.

So until the newly printed wanted posters came out, I was once again setting up a make shift home in a dusty one horse town. I hadn't met anyone, generally sticking to the Inn and the Saloon (once), I found this place to be rather rowdy, troublesome and out of control. Gun shots rang outside somewhere and hearty laughter.

Shaking my head, I gave up trying to read the latest news in the local paper and instead moved to the balcony to watch the streets below. The smell of cigar's and alcohol drifted to me from the Saloon just a short distance away. I was tempted to go on down and have myself a drink, but a woman packing guns in there was not welcomed. Now if I waltz in there naked as the day I was born, I'd be more than accepted.

There were no authority figures here currently, save for the mayor I had yet to meet. That made a bad combination and with the gamblers coming to this area lately, gold miners and the war's haunted souls trooping back into the public, it was becoming hell quickly.

I had best let the mayor know I was here and my purpose.. well maybe in given time. For now I would sip my whiskey and watch the commotion from a safe distance. Toasting to myself, I downed the shot and sat back on the banister.

 

[poohlive]

"Hey... hey Bobby. Don't, just keep your hands on the table."
Bobby gave one of his innocent little smiles, putting both his hands up, and leaning back from the table. A sign of both guilt and innocence, one that had Nick laughing already.
"I didn't touch nothing."
"That's right," Nick said, dealing out the last card, unable to keep from busting a gut right there at the innocent face that grew a steady shade of red as each second passed, "And you won't touch anything either. Those little card tricks of yours. It's a wonder you haven't been shot."
"Come on Nick, you know me."
Nick put down his own cards, taking a peak at them before giving off a little smile, "Yes, I do..."
He said nothing more, but the silence gripped everyone at the table.
At once they saw the twinkle in Nick's eye, and folded according. A few shits, and I'm out's, were sworn across the room as the cards all went into the middle, where a moderate pile of chips as well as money and even a few nuggets of gold were now stored.
"Sorry guys. I don't pick the cards. I just deal them."
Bobby gave a bit of a sigh, "Let's see."
Nick shook his head, "You folded. Gotta pay to see the merchandise."
"Ha, Suzie over there has the same policy."
A roar of laughter exploded as Suzy blew them all a kiss, letting her eyes linger for a moment on Bobby's soft features. Hearing his call, he thanked everyone for the game, took the rest of his money and left for warmer pastures.
"Wonderful. A wink and promise of perfume, and he's off on his own."
Nick excused himself, after he had counted most of his winnings. He went up to the bar tender to get a bottle for the boys.
"I'm on a roll tonight."
"Of course you are. Hey, there's a fella looking for you."
"Oh yeah? Where is he?"
"Over there, nursing that bottle."
Nick went over to introduce himself.
"How do you do. Nicholas Krebs, Mayor of Pervatory. Call me Nick, everyone else does. What can I do for you?"
"Hey, Nick. Anty up, come on then."
Nick gave them a friendly nod.
"Don't suppose you would mind playing a hand or two of poker would you? We've got an empty seat..."

 

[kamalw1]

John Logan, owner/bartender of The Red Skirt

The night was the same as usual. I stood behind the bar, looking out for signs of trouble. The usual people were in the saloon, drinking, gambling, and having fun. The Mayor was there, winning people's money. There were other guys looking at my girls, the best in the area. I looked over at one of them, Mary, a fine red-headed, big breasted woman. Maybe I'll see her tonight, I thought to myself as I finished cleaning off a glass. I looked up and saw a man I had never seen in town before wak in. He came over to me and asked for the mayor and a bottle of Jack. I handed him the bottle and pointed out the mayor. The stranger went over to a table and sat down. When the mayor was done with his game, he came over and I told him about the stranger.

I went back to cleaning glasses when I heard one of my girls cry out. I looked up and saw a man grabbing her by the wrist. Quickly, my Winchester was up and aiming at the man's head. "Let go of her now or your head will be painted across the wall," I yelled out. the whole saloon seemed to freeze for the moment. The man looked around and then released the girl's hand. He sat back down and everyone went back to their fun, not even fazed by the event, as this was normal in Pervatory.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Dirk Lane, alias "Langtree"

"It would be my pleasure" I assured the smiling and obvously well to do man. The bartender had pointed out him and identified him as the man I sought and this was a good chance to introduce myself AND find out what kind of man I was dealing with.

"What's the ante?" I asked and slid into the chair to his left, palming the star and sliding it into my pocket as I pulled out my "gambling roll". (Large denominations wrapped over smaller and NEVER all the a man owned)

It turned out it was nickel and dime bets, with a ten dollar a hand limit and I grinned, knowing I could afford to lose a few hands while I got to know the individual quirks of each player.

"My name is Dirk...Dirk Lan....Langtree" I caught myself and supplied the name the letter was addressed to in my pocket.

"After the game I'd be honored to buy you a beer and discuss some business, Mayor"

Pleasure before business was a good motto...as long as you never mixed the two you would come out alive...and maybe even rich.

The cards whispered as they slid across the table and I collected mine, holding them until all were dealt and cradled them closely in my scarred hands.

Two pair...kings high, not bad for an opening hand but I kept my face bland and listened to the opening bets. A well endowed blond flounced over and leaned forward, asking for orders and winking when she promised she had "everything" a man needed.

"Glasses if you please and I would be honored to share my bottle" I offered to the Mayor and the men grouped around the table, it ever hurt to loosen a mans tongue and mind with good whiskey..."And we might discuss the rest...later?" I promised her and received a laugh from all, including the blond.

 

[poohlive]

"I'll call," He let the cards lift high enough just so he could see under the skirt. Nothing too interesting... nothing he would bet the farm over. He lamented, looking back over at the new mysterious stranger.
"Business? Pervatory doesn't have much business to discuss, especially with the mayor. Mostly it's just cards and booze. I haven't talked any official business since 3 months ago."
"You talk business every night."
Nick hooted with laughter, throwing a chip at the man. He grabbed it, putting it into the ever growing pot.
"I mean business business, you jack-in-apes. You'll have to excuse my friends. I'm usually the mayor in my office, not when I sit down for some cards. I'm just Nick, the one who takes all your money."
Business.... Business. Could it be construction? This man didn't look like he had much in the bank. Enough to be happy, but not to invest. Maybe he was looking for a job. A government place. Didn't pay too much, but it was steady work. Mining might be a wealthy profession, but when the mountain went, so did the security. At least with Uncle Sam at your back, you didn't have to worry about where your next meal came from.
"I fold fella's," He said, after seeing his new set of cards. Nothing much good, especially with some of the raises these others were making. He lamented this time.
"So, where are you from Dirk?"

 

[Funloving62]

Mona

Intro:
Mona Landaus:

A Fiery red head with a voice, body and temper to match. She works at the saloon in town long blazing red tendril cascade down her back as she stared to you on stage. those burning green eyes, sizzle as she belts out a tune from the stage while the men seem mesmerized at her charms and ways. A wild one at times but possibly able to be tamed buy the right man. If he dares?


Pushing the curtains aside she stepped out though the back room, taking a look at the cliental this evening. A bright smile and a wink to John the owned tells him she is ready when ever he gives her the word. She glanced over at the groups on the card table a few old familiar faces there, she winked to Nick seeing him in the corner the mayor of course always a good tipping costumer when he had had enough whiskey in him and had a fair night at cards as well ,always helped his mood. She almost slithered across to the front of the bar as she took notice to the stranger that had entered into the room he was not from around he and everyone knew it, he was not just one of the regulars thats all still a paying customer. She looked on hearing him buying drinks, she always did like a man free with the cash, that was always big on her list. She took a drink that John had set on the bar for her, nothing to strong just a light shot from what ever it was he grabbed and she took a seat up on the stool facing the crowd. The heel of her shoe hooked to the rung under her on the stool, the other leg she crossed revealing a bit more of leg under that thigh high slit showing her garter that she hoped to have full of cash tonight. That bright red gown fit her snugly in all the right placed showing her ample curves and swell of her rather voluptuous breast as she grinned back to the boys at the table keeping a warm inviting grin to those painted lips of hers.

"Well, Boys having a good run over there are we?'"

 

[LongWalkHome]

DirkLangtree

" As of late...Nevada Country, Mr....err Nick" I supplied and corrected at his raised eyebrow and remembering his words. "I finished a job up there and moved this way after receiving a letter posted to the local post office."

"I raise as well" Tossing two chips in I grinned at the leggy redhead as she called out, then sipped at my glass and saluted her with it.

"I'll answer that when the evening is finished, Miss"

The game was slow and I was thankfull, it would give me time to look over the crowd for faces I might know and faces I didn't care to see again. Coming here after finding the real law officers body half buried in a ravine and the letter still intact in his pocket along with the badge and money was a blessing as well, it would give me time to relax and rest before moving on. Plus the irony of pretending to be a lawman while hiding out tickled me, I certainly knew the ins and outs of the law from being on the wrong side too long.

"This is a lively place, Nick...anything special going on or are there more ladies like that one hidden behind the curtains?"

It was a valid question, despite the late hour the place was still full, the bartender staying busy with orders and keeping his eyes alert in case he had to bring his rifle to bear again...

"It seems you're short the local law, though John does a good job inside his own place..." I tossed out and watched "Bobby" trying to clumsily palm a card.

"What does John do if a cardshark is caught cheating?"

Maybe it wouldn't be all rest and relaxation I reflected, but it would be easier to watch for who was looking for me or others like me while being the "law"...

 

[kamalw1]

I stayed busy at the bar making drinks until I saw her come out from behind the curtains. Mona was one of my best girls and I was very happy to ave her working or me, especially since I sometimes got special privileges. We got to talking as she sat at the bar, the usual innuendo going on between us. Then I decided to use her special skills. "Mona, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to get to know this stranger sitting with Nick and see what you can find out about him," I said to her, winking.

 

[Funloving62]

Mona

John leaned over to her and muttered back in her ear as he gripped her left should his hand dipping a might farther down then needed to but she was use to it here.

"Mona, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to get to know this stranger sitting with Nick and see what you can find out about him,"


She shrugged and nodded as his hand gave a light squeeze at the top of her breast then she sat back up, returning the wink. Mona was not just one of Johns girls in the backroom , she was the singer in the saloon slash Hostess. Yet she did offer some of her special talents from her old days as head girl in Miss Candies House up in San Antonio. However, that was a few years back, now she worked here as the singer and hostess yet she still had her ways when the mood strikes her. She took downed that shot licking those ruby red lips of hers and moved over other table with the stranger and the mayor. Her hand laying to Nicks shoulders softly rubbing them as she stood behind not saying a word while the hand was played out. She listened and winked over to Bobby seeing him taking one of the girls upstairs. It wasn't until the hand was over and the next hand was stared to be dealt till she spoke, still all the while rubbing the Mayors shoulder. But it was then that she leaned over between both the mayor and the stranger, Those swells rather an eye catcher when she did this and she knew itto. No more cards flew across that table at that moment and all eyes on her.

"Keeping those hands warm for me Gentlemen ... Those Cards look mighty hot tonight don't they?"

The laughs and innuendoes started flying at that comment even Sam nodded quickly staring across the table to her.She caught the stranger looking her way as well but not into her eyes but thats why she wore that dress and moved like she did wasn't it now?

"Well, things sure just heated up over here Mona, always seen to heat up with your around."

She leaned an elbow on Nicks shoulder watching the men as she bounced a bit to her left hip trying to be sedative and funny all at the same time. Sort of that old May West type of move.,then placed her hand to the strangers shoulder as she grinned.

"Now you say that to all the girls Sam , but I'm my case we all know its true.Just look at the color of my hair its not red for nothing...So much heat it has to go somewhere."

Everyone bursts out laughing and Nick slapped her rump a bit. Mona looked to the stranger and smiled. She was not the only one listen and getting information to night she knew that, she could tell by the way he watched everyone and everything in the place he to was after something but what she did'nt know yet, bit she was working on it.

"Gone to introduce me to your friend here Nick? " she looked right to Dirk now, " I don't believe I have seen you around these parts Mister... Come to spend your money I hope on more then just cards. I should be singing in a bit, have a favorite i might belt out for ya? I'm sure you will enjoy the show, my jobs entertaining all these good foke's here. And what's yours besides playing cards and ogling the ladies?"

She knew the card game was at a stand still at that moment, they always seemed to stop when she walked over to a table. She was sent to find out information and that's what she was going to do one way or another John always put extra in her til when she got in extra business or anything extra for the saloon and his pockets.

 

[poohlive]

"When she shows interest, even the devil himself has a hard time looking away. Darling, this here is Dirk Langtree... right? Of course, yes. Dirk, this is the one and only Mona. I'm sure you two'll get better aquainted. Boys, I think it's enough for tonight. The show's about to start, and I believe we're going to lose another of our players."
He rose from his chair, inviting the Mona to sit down in it.
"When you're finished with him, bring him on over sweety. He's supposed to have some business with me. Although, I don't know what sort of thing would tear away from such a wonder as yourself."
He let a small kiss linger on her cheek, before dispersing with the rest of the boys.
Most went to either find company, or wait for the show to begin in the parlor area. Nick himself decided to go to the bar to get another drink of his own.
"Hey there John, how's everything going tonight? I'll have a beer, if you please."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Joe

The temptation to gamble wasn't a large one, but the whiskey had ran dry. It was time to get a new bottle, it couldn't last for a few days at this rate. It helped me to sleep, well it was a good excuse when I was bored.

Exiting the Inn, I walked the short distance down the road to the saloon. Having left my hat behind and guns, I figured this was the best way to enter a saloon. Especially when I wasn't looking for trouble.

"Bartender, can I get a whiskey please." I called from my perch on the stool closest to the door. Sitting there, i waited as he finished his conversation with his friend. He came down, setting the whiskey before me. Tossing him payment, I smiled and thanked him softly.

Catching the eyes of the man down the bar, I toasted him with my glass and sat back. Watching the people move around was the best entertainment in town tonight, might as well enjoy it.

ooc: That was a toast to the Mayor.

 

[Gray Lord]

'Cap' Marcus Oliver

Marcus stood in his new gun shop, ‘Guns’, the simple sign said hanging outside, above the door, and admired his handiwork. He certainly wasn’t a carpenter by trade, but he could butcher a board if needed, or bend a nail or two. The wall mounted gun racks would suffice until he had enough cash to have a real carpenter build better ones. His real pride was the glass encased counter, where he displayed his hand guns. He had spent a small fortune on his inventory of gun stock. His revolver stock was mostly single action Army Colts, the kind that no self respecting cowboy or gunslinger went to town without one on his hip. They were all 45 caliber, with varying barrel lengths, from 3 1/2", which he called the “Store Keeper model”. These guns were designed for concealment and used by bankers and businessmen, or women, for that matter. They were carried concealed, shoulder style, or kept in a drawer to protect one's assets, not ones ass. Most came with the one piece walnut stock, but he also had Genuine Ivory or Mother of Pearl grips he could add for an extra fee. Other lengths were from 4 3/4", 5 1/2", 7 1/2", all the way up to the 12" model. He did carry some of the Navy revolvers, but not many, those favored by some of the “Old timers”. However, his favorite revolver and the one he carried was the “Custer 7th Cavalry Model” that had been a government issue firearm, shipped to Fort Lincoln, North Dakota, on orders of General George Armstrong Custer, himself. Marcus’ hand subconsciously slipped down to his right hip and rested on the gun, that had once been carried in a cross hip holster, as he let his memory drift back to Fort Lincoln. As much as he admired and respected General Custer, he figured his arrogance would get him killed one day. Nevertheless, the man knew how to pick a firearm.

Satisfied with the shop, Marcus walked into the adjoining side rooms, his living quarters. They were sparse, but then being an ex Calvary officer, he was used to sparse. A simple Ardmore made of pine, for his hanging clothes and a chest of drawers, for his folded ones, next to the wash stand. His one splurge was the large bed, he had insisted on getting a large down filled bed. “To many years in the saddle for anything less,” he had told himself. The only problem was, it was now occupied. “Will you get off the bed Hell,” he said to the huge, black dog that lay in the middle of it. “Get out in the other room and guard the shop like you’re suppose to, will ya,” he laughed as the dog stood in the middle of the bed and stretched, then climbed off to slowly walked into the shop. He shook his head as he watched the dog leave, grabbing his gold braded, blue Army hat off the tree. It was the only thing, besides the revolver that he retained from his past life. He closed the door as he left the living quarters and walked to the front door of the shop. “I’m going for a beer Hell,” he said as he reached down and scratched the huge dogs’ ears. “Anybody comes in, just take a leg off don’t kill em, ok.” He left the shop and walked down and across the street to the Red skirt saloon, it was still noisy for the middle of the night, but that was fine, the more people the less conspicuous he would be. He didn’t like many people asking the wrong questions. He walked to the bar. “Evenin John,” he said to the owner of the saloon, laying a coin on the bar top, “can I get a beer please.” He looked around the place just to know who was there and where. The Mayor was of course there, playing cards as usual, with a stranger, he noted. The girls were working, he nodded to a couple of them and smiled. Marcus leaned against the bar as John brought him his beer, keeping his gun side out. “Thanks John,” he said, nodding to the man, his dark eyes continually scanning the room.

 

[kamalw1]

I stayed busy. It paid to have great whiskey and even better girls. Marcus stopped in for a drink and we talked for a bit. Then the mayor finished his game, and Mona started hers. The mayor came over to the bar and asked for a drink. As we talked, Joe came in and sat down at the bar. I served her the drink she ordered and went back to the mayor. Leaning forward, I said to the mayor, "So John, what can you tell me about the stranger?"

 

[poohlive]

Nick gave a polite nod to the woman, or at least she looked like a woman. He had never seen a woman that rough before. Outer edges like a rugged fur that hadn't been cleaned for days. The eyes sparkled like diamonds though, and the obvious curves filling out the rugged attire seemed to tell a far different story.
Yeah, he still had it.
"John, whatever she orders is on me, all right? Make sure she's taken care of properly."
John asked him about the new man. Nick only shook his head, looking at him, make wonderful progress with the lovely Mona.
"I don't know a thing, I'm afraid to say. His name, if that helps you at all. A Dirk Langtree, and he wants to see me for something or other. Doesn't look rich enough to want to invest, and doesn't look quite clean enough to want to run against me in the next election, so I'll be damned if I know what he wants. Probably just to borrow money or something. You know how they are sometimes. Distant cousins finds out you have some money in the bank, and would love to relieve you of it."
His eyes wandered over to the stranger again, the beauty in beast's clothing.
"Speaking of getting to know people? You know anything about her?"

 

[LongWalkHome]

Dirk Langtree

I rose and pulled out a chair, admiring the full curves of the woman as she slid into before taking a clean glass and poring two fingers into it.

"Jack, straight up?" I offered, smiling as the woman took the proferred glass and tossed it back, then set it softly on the felt covered table top.

Grinning I poured her another and leaned back in my chair, comfortable but not too relaxed as the saloon continued to fill up.

"Your Boss must be quite curious to send his best looking lady over to me when business is booming." I toasted and complimented her, tossing my own drink back and refilling it.

"You don't have the look of the average working girl, nor the hardness of a soiled dove....so what does that make you...partner, singer or beau?" Grinning to lessen my own curiousity I watched the arrival of a face I knew only too well and the interest the Mayor was giving her, knowing there were no warrants for me in Texas...at least not yet.

Green eyes looked back at me thru thick, red hair and over a set of full lips...studying me as she rolled the heavy shot glass between her hands and leaning forward to give me another breath taking view. She was trouble allright...I knew it and so did the Mayor and the others that had quietly and politely vacated the table to give us our "privacy".

Grinning again I knew I wouldn't avoid it, like a moth to a flame I was attracted to trouble, especially when it was as attractive as the gal that sat across from me.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Joe

The bartender returned with my coin and set it before me.

"Nick says he's buyin'." He gave me a curious stare. I knew I presented a puzzle in the get up I was in. Having no dresses handy, I guess they'd have to get used to this view.

Smiling at the bartender, I replied smoothly, "Thank.. Nick was it? Well thank him for the drink."

"Yes'm..." He studied me further. I knew what he was wondering, but I decided tonight was not a good night to play ignorant.. Besides it got old.

"I am a Bounty Hunter if you are dying to know. Only there is no bounties to hunt, so I am setting up here for a little while." He grunted as if to say he didn't care one wit what I had to say.

"Can I get another please?" I handed him my glass and fell silent again. My eyes scanned the room, not recognizing anyone other than a few of the drunk regular's by the stage. They came and went so often in a day, one couldn't help but recognize them.

Smiling to myself, I thanked the bartender for the new drink and didn't bother removing the coin from the bar. If he wanted it, he'd take it.

The men were boisterous but not too rowdy, I wondered when the redhead was going to sing again? I knew her by face and voice, but not by name. Though she was a good singer, I didn't mingle much. I watched some of the 'girls' move around, sitting on laps and cozying up a little more. Some guy was going to get lucky tonight. I chuckled yet again. This place was already killing the boredom.

 

[Funloving62]

Mona

She lowered down gracefully into that chair, Deep emerald green eye's never leaving Dirk's as she pursed those full lips and nodded her head in a gesture of thanks back to the man. One long slender leg lifted up and crossed over the second as she bounced it ever so lightly making the thighs expose under her slit in that gown she wore, right to the man's eyes. It did work his eye's flew over her body like fly to molasses. She didn't say much at first let him do the talking in the beginning, her body always did most of the talking for her when she was after something anyway. She nodded to except the drink and slowly sipped to it licking her lips in a rather sedative slow fashion as he spoke, Those green orbs smoldering in a sense as she stared watching him down his drink, then the comment about the owners best girl. She had to smile and shake her head flipping those long red curl's back of her shoulder causing the tops of her breast to shimmy as she did so, fully aware of her action and where his eyes now focused.

"You don't have the look of the average working girl, nor the hardness of a soiled dove....so what does that make you...partner, singer or beau?"

She hang to chuckle softly as she then tossed the whiskey back in one motion, leaning over the table to set that glass down granting him another view of that abundant cleavage. Not releasing her hand to the vessel she held it did roll between her fingers even the tip of a finger from her other hand traced around the rim slowly. parting those pouted lips and again she then sat back studying him till finally she let the tip of her shoe slide up along the calf of the man she stared to.

"Well, now Dirk, it seemed to me your the one asking a lot of questions as well now aren't you?" That finger slipped up to her lips as she sucked to just the tip of it as if to catch the drip of whiskey she had caught while rimming that glass, then she nodded to him. He was not your average man out roaming or carousing Mona knew that, but just what was his game? That she was sent to find out and since he was so curious why not she would be direct, or at least try to be. If all else fails she knew other way.
" Now who's being the charmer Dirk, I don't know if I should be flattered or up set at your words... But I will take them as a complement, this time. And to answer your question, I'm a singer here at the saloon. I'm up in a few minutes if you want to stay and watch the show I'll save you a seat up front. Now one good turn deserves another don't it? "

That grin was seductive yet sweet as sugar to boot, a little to sweet even for Mona. Again she set that glass to the table as her hand patted his knee." Now Dirk what is it you do, and what brings you to this old place? It's good to see a new face in town, it brings excitement to this old place, and me to."

She grinned and then winked back to him as she again sat back in that chair and while that leg slid up and down the back of his calf to his knee again. That tongue swiped out to trace those full ruby red as she pursed them waiting, knowing she would be going on soon and hoped she might have an answer before she had to get on stage but then again if she did she knew who she would target in her song tonight.

 

[kamalw1]

I gave the woman her drink and told her Nick was paying for her. As I stood there in front of her, my expression must have conveyed my curiosity because she told me that she was a Bounty Hunter, but didn't have any bounties to go after just now. I shrugged my shoulders and went back to Nick. I told him what I just found out started thinking about why she would settle in Pervatory. I pulled out my pocket watch andlooked at the time. I put it back and picked up a thick drinking glass. Banging it on the bar, I called for attention. "Okay folks, this is the last call for drinks. If y'all are still thirsty, come and get 'em." I then motioned to Mona that it was time for her to give the night's final performance.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Dirk

"Last call " The words rang out as my lovely partner smiled, the cue telling us we had but a short time together before she was due on stage. What did I tell her in such a short time? Did I involve her a past less then polished, mix her in things I had no right to, or lie to her instead?

"To some I'm salvation, Mona, To others I'm a curse" I replied honestly enough "I've come looking for my fortune here and perhaps I've found it in you?"

The words were cryptic, I knew, but rather then upset her it seemed to please her and I grinned again. Intrigue and mystery, two ways into a womans heart...or at least...her bedroom?

"Once I've concluded my business with the Mayor I'll tell you what I am, then the rest of Pervatory can find out as well"

I rose, moving and gently pulling her chair back as the piano player began to run his fingers across the ivory, the sounds coming out crisp and clear.

"If that offer for a table is still open?" I queried as she rose, her face holding a large smile for everyone as the room began to clap...Suddenly I understood why the saloon was so crowded as she took my offered arm, swaying erotically towards the steps on the side of the stage, her manner changing to that of a professional performer catering to the wants of her customers. The owner was a genius finding ladies of this caliber and hiring them in such a godforsaken country, the men flocked to this corner of the world for a single nights glimpse of the angels on stage...

"Till we meet again"

I broke away as her hand took the rail, giving her a chaste kiss on her turned head, leaving her in the glow cast by the overhead lanterns and that of a hundred pair of worshipping eyes.

Placing my back to the wall and continuing to survey the room, the entrance of a man in an army issue hat had made me curious, the comfortable way he wore his gun telling me he knew how to use it, and would if pushed. Ex-calvary I guessed and was confirmed as I asked of another woman frantically serving the last tray loaded with drinks, rewarding the woman with a silver coin as she informed me now ran a gunsmith shop, a detail I filed away for future use.

"Send him one on me" I requested, tipping her a second time, then noted the position of the Mayor and his lady? guest, before turning to the stage as Mona took command of it.

 

[Funloving62]

Mona

"Once I've concluded my business with the Mayor I'll tell you what I am, then the rest of Pervatory can find out as well"

Those words echoed in her mind in deep wonder now, as he escorted her up to the stage it wasn't until he kissed her hand that she came back to her own thoughts. There was a rather large crowd to night and now she had extra incentive to her show ,as she made her way onto the stage. strutting her stuff and batting them eye lashes to all the men who hooted and hollered back at her .The wolf whistles and cat calls only fueled her already burning fire. A bright smile fell across those ruby reds then she sang out like a song bird for all to hear .It was a rather up beat tempo one you could tap your foot to and even sing along with if you had a mind to. She swayed those hips to and foe as she moved over that stage while taking command of the whole room,and all knew it to. All eyes where to her and if not when she pulled that skirt off and those long legs where seen to all in those fancy silk stocking , you could have heard a pin drop till all the shouts and whistles started in. Even old John had to pull a man or two back so not to get to her as she finished her song.
" now how you all doing out there to night boys? Having a good time? If your not you about to, if your lucky enough to see my show that is. "

Those hips shifted to the beat of the drum as it rolled out that old rim shot. she again moved over that stage then lowered to sit on the end of thr stage. Those long legs dangling in front of all that where lucky to get a seat up front. " now lets say we slow things down a bit and relax some, maybe cool down a might . Gentlemen maybe one of y'all will get lucky tonight .. at more then cards all right...Max hit it.."

she nodded to the piano player as he started "now old Jake Woley was an angry old cuss, well he took a fancy to ole rosy Hust. with his hair slicked down and his whiskers all combed he smells as sweet as the day he was born... He's all guissied up and his boot even shine, he's walking Jake worley the cowboy valentine... "

She slid off the stage and started to walk though the crowd her hands slipped over a few she knew, caressing there faces and shoulder stopping to lift her one leg to a chair as a few men added to her collection of bills there getting a slight feel as they tipped her for her services so to say. She moved though the crowd stopping next to the mayor leaning over singing to him her breast playfully in his view as she swayed that bottom to and fro. As her song continued .All laughed when she pinched his cheek he to gave her a few rather bigger bills ones he stuffed down the front of her gown then she moved on to Dirk and sat on his lap singing the ending. her hands brushed over his cheek as she sang to him, gazing into those eyes as the song continued.

"He's courting his lady, he's courting her soul. Jake's all guissied up and he's heading to town. on his best manors he cantered up to her door, and never expecting what he had in store ... for behind that door was not what he had seen before she had a bump on her nose and a wart on her chin, a hair hairs like a beehive with the top all caved in. well you should have seen old Jake run like you never will again he was yelled and her screamed at the sight she did bring in . "

she grinned as the song ended and she laughed hugging Dirk.
" Well now I believe you have business with the mayor there , then with me... I do know who was the lucky one and I have no warts." she burst out in laughter as the men all clamored around her adding to her collection on her garter and she winked to Dirk and lifted up moving to the stairs to let the man talk she smiled back then ducked inside behind the curtain again.Those eyes they stayed to Dirk as she smiled then a wink back to him a second .then went to change and count her nights tips. it was a good night and she was starting to belive it was about to get even better.

 

[poohlive]

Nick rose from his seat, as happy as the rest when her song ended. He clapped with great interesting, making an effort to move a few seats over.
He sat down, leaning far against the bar, just next to the new comer.
A bounty hunter. What fucking luck did he have?
"I've got a long piece of wood, with your name on it?"
He raised an eyebrow at her, then motioned out of the saloon's doors at a rather nice looking office across the street.
"My office has got a pool table. I wanted to talk to you for a few minutes, you don't mind if we settle off together for a bit, do you? I don't cheat, and hardly ever win, so you have nothing to worry about."
He shook her hand, introducing himself and who he was. A look in his eyes that didn't display total satisfaction, but also toiled with an odd curiousity that nearly stamped on ignorance.
A typical male, if there ever was one.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Joe

"I've got a long piece of wood, with your name on it?"

Not sure if I should laugh or not at that? Glancing over my shoulder, I knew what he had meant then. The Mayor had a luxury of a pool table in his private offices, everyone knew about it. Some considered it a privledge to play with him.

"My office has got a pool table. I wanted to talk to you for a few minutes, you don't mind if we settle off together for a bit, do you? I don't cheat, and hardly ever win, so you have nothing to worry about." He went on.

I was tempted to ask him what this business of his was about, but figured since there was nothing else going on, may as well.

"I think I can spare a few minutes." Paying the bartender for a new bottle, I picked it up and moved out the swinging doors with the mayor. He wanted to speak with me for a few minutes.. Which meant I would more than likely get the usual lecture on how to behave like a lady or at least a decent bounty hunter while in his town. This brought a slight smile to my lips, I never had trouble caused by me, just looking for me.

Moving into the offices as he held the door open, I waited for him to light a latern or something to see by.
"What would you like to speak with me about.. Mr.... errr Mayor. Or is it Nick?" Hell! No one ever told me how one would address a Mayor?

 

[kamalw1]

A smile came to my lips as I sat back and listened to Mona's song. She did a great job and had the crowd mesmerized as usual. Mona collected her tips before going backstage. As the people began leaving, I started cleaning up the place. After a while, the place was empty except for Dirk and the girls who didn't have any men paying for their services tonight. I walked over to one of the women, a busty brunette by the name of Erica. I whispered in her ear and she giggled. She nodded and then whispered back into my ear. She then went upstairs and I knew that she would be on the third floor, my personal floor, waiting for me. I then went back to cleaning up.

 

[poohlive]

Nick set up the triangle, letting her have the first shot. He eased to the side, leaning lightly on the cue stick, as he watched her shoot.
"Nick's fine. I'm a person just like any other, trying to keep peace in this town."
He said this with more inflection than he should.
"Most women have a reputation for being other than heavenly, you get my meaning? What I mean is, if you were to have a reputation, it would be more than likely from sleeping around, then from cheating at pool, or just shooting wildly in certain towns."
He went over to his desk, a great mahogany monster that took up nearly the back of the office. It had been tornadoed with letters and telegrams and packages that had either been opened and forgotten, or not bothered with at all.
"A letter, from a nearby town. It tells of a female bounty hunter who was more rowdy than any other man they have ever seen. Statewide this went out. I thought it funny to see a woman dressed up as..."
He trailed off, leaning over for a shot. The setence hung as thick in the air as did the stiffness in his drink. He plunked her down, and aimed for another.
"You see my dilemma. I don't mind you helping the law, where they need helped, and I sure as hell don't mind you being a woman in my town. The way things are going, women wanting to work and be equal and all that, I'm sure one of these days they'll just happen to run the whole damn planet. Leave us men with more time to play pool. Your shot."
He sat back, pouring them both drinks, watching her figure lean over the table, as soft moonlight poured in from the second story windows.
"My concern is with the safety of this town, and of course the safety of you. I want something that will benefit everyone involved, you to do whatever you want, and the people of Pervatory to be able to do the same. A nice compromise, one of the things a mayor is supposed to do for his people."