The Bounty Hunters'

Sweetp4u

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Tumbleweed, Colorado 1889

Characters:

Josephine Meadows (Joe)- age 24, 5'8", brown hair and eyes,
Bounty Hunter. Widowed by an Indian Attack on her home
stead. (sweetp)

Red Sloan- age 24, 5'7", red hair, green eyes. Never married.
Hired goons killed her family, and she was raised by
Madam Belle, and her partner Reece. (shoty98)

Vincent Dupree- early 40's, cattle ranch owner, richest guy in the
territory. French decent. Married or not undecided. The one
responcible for Red's family being wiped out. (Teq.)

Hired Gun's and Ranch Hands- (open)

Dalton Gang- $1,000 bounty on each of their heads, 4 members
in the gang, (1 open)

-Mark Dalton- Oldest of the family (all members are siblings) Leader. Meaner than a rattle snake, black hair, grey eyes, two cute dimples with the personality of a mule. Educated, cunning as a fox. Charmer with the ladies, but very deadly when crossed. (Rockingham)

Richard Dalton-he is the one responcible for the gang not being caught as to date. He can get them in and out of banks in record time. (Rolland G.)

-David Dalton- comedy relief, makes fun of everything. Makes up songs that are vulgar, yet still can charm the ladies and shoot a toothpick from a man's lips. Hates having two elder brothers sometimes, and wants to be the leader of the gang. (Angelus)

-Frankie Dalton- baby sister to the brothers. Very protective of her, She also has an accurate aim. But only longs to get married and have kids. She stays with her brother's taking care of them because 1. her parents are dead, 2. Mark might kill her if she asked to leave. Though they all love each other, they have this weird sense about one of them leaving. If they die so be it, but you cant break up the family. As they see it.. (deathstalker)


Madam Belle- late 30's, looks 20's, runs the local Whorehouse. (Kineser)

Reece- Owner of the Saloon/whorehouse. (since females cant own property in this time frame) (Darrenfate)

Marshall Caine Winters- early 30's, local law in Tumbleweed. Pays
the bounties, hunts the wanted, and hates females with guns
(ezzrunin)

Mr. Wang- Who knows how old, worked on the railroads for
awhile, taught Joe and Red self defense in exhcange for
a ride out west with them. (not a playing role)

Father Thomas- 30 something, kind hearted and means well but
is damned annoying with his constant preaching on the proper
ways of being a lady and acting lady like. Most often Joe and
Red feel like shooting this man, but refrain from it. (PoohLive)

Sofie- Saloon Singer/ Personal maid- (Elodie)

occ: Those are the roles, please post which one you would like to play and we will get started as soon as most of the roles are taken. Any questions, pm me for details. There is only one rule, dont write for another's character. All are welcome to join, the dalton gang can consist of females and males, any other ideas for characters just post them in durring the intro's.
 
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Joe

She walked from the deserted log cabin with nothing more than her husband's clothes, twin colt 45's, and their horse. She wanted nothing to do with the homestead. Not now, not ever. The memories of their life together would remain in the past. Let it go. Forget and move on. And at age of 22 that was all she could do at the time. With no future, no family and no job, she turned to Bounty hunting the scum of the earth.

Two Years Later

Thunder waited for her outside the bank. Waiting in line was not a worry since it was the middle of the day here in Tumbleweed. most patrons were at home or working. She on the other hand, was depositing her latest pay. Three hundred in gold coins. For what? Capturing Brad Micheals, or as he called himself, Angel. She hadn't had an easy catch with this one. She had to take out a knee cap before he would cooperate with her. Men just got a kick out of a female with a gun. Stupid mistake. Real stupid.
She knew how to use them, and used them well. It took her starving for four days before she learned to shoot accurately enough to gain meat. It took her another three months to learn well enough to shoot from one hundred paces, bullseye.
She thought back to the day she met up with Red Sloan. That woman had spunk to match her own, and at first they did not get along at all. Until the firey red head almost got herself killed by the Dalton gang. Nursing her back to health was a test she would never forget. But earned her a life long friend, and now co-worker. She moved up in line, her mind closing off the past as she deposited half their earnings into an account.
"Thank you Ma'am, come again." She nodded at the teller, and left. They needed fresh supplies, feed for their horses, and perhaps a good nights sleep at the Inn. Red wanted to go visit with Belle and Reece, so she would gather the things they needed and meet her later for dinner.
Walking outside, Joe absently rubbed Thunder's nose. Speaking low to him, "Thats a good boy, are you hungry my fine stud?" The horse bounced his head around and gave a little neigh. He stook 15 hands high, sturdy. Cream colored mane and a light brown color. Very beautiful horse, one she was proud to own. One she guarded well and never mistreated. After all, Thunder was her Husband's horse.
She didnt think on that. She had ammunition to buy and supplies for their next treck out after the Dalton gang. She had a pissy Marshall to deal with too. Which she wasnt looking forward to. He constantly warned her that if she slipped up he would arrest her on the spot. She walked a very thin line between the law and the criminal's. Sometimes using very unlawful ways to get her man or woman. Whatever the case was.
She walked along the boardwalk, checking out the lastest "Wanted" posters. They had money for now, they could go after the harder targets. And if the money ran out, track down the pissants. She waved to Red as she entered the Saloon, letting her know she would be there shortly. She gathered Thunder and went to the local stable.
"House him, rub him down, and feed him well." She tossed the old man a few gold coins and exited the building. She didn't stop to listen to his words on "sassy upstart women" merely headed to the general store.
 
OCC: I'd like to play one of the Daltons.

IC:
Frankie Dalton stared down at the camp site. She hated this way of life but what choice did she have. As the youngest Dalton she was the runt.
"Why in the hell did I have to be the youngest?" she asked her horse Lucifur. "These three are dumber then bricks. Rob the bank, shoot up the town, beat the crap out of someone. I just want a normal life."
Frankie knew trouble was motre then likely on it's way. She stared out in space as she brushed Lucifur. She was only 19 years old. She should have been trying to catch some young mans eye, not riding with her siblings.
"Hell, who am I trying to kid. I love riding the wide open spaces. I'm not like all those other girls."

Frankie knew her siblings hated her. Their mother had forced her to attend 'finishing' school so at least one of her children would turn out proper.
"Mama must be turnin in her grave boy." Lucifer just nudged her shoulder.
Frankie thought about what her life had become. SDhe heard her siblings starting to wake up.
" Well guess another day of hell is about to start."
 
REECE

Reece Swindell at 38 was the one of the most mysterious hombres ever to come to Tumbleweed. Exactly how he got his money, he would never say. He just had it when he came in from the East. Reece built the saloon and set up the town for smokin, gamblin, and whorin. He always treated his ladies right and cowboys knew that if they stepped out of line with them they would have to face Reece. Reece had big old shotgun he kept behind the bar that he only had to point and shoot to be deadly effective. A strapping six footer, Reece was as good with his fists as the next man, better than most. At the first sign of trouble Reece's good friend Marshall Caine was always at his side.

He had a soft spot in his heart for both Red and Joe, and they both could twist him around their little fingers whenever they needed something. Reece wore that like a badge of honor.
 
Joe

She gathered their supplies, loaded them in sacks and went to the saloon.
She entered her arms full and spotted Reece.
"Hey can you give me a hand here, and get me and Red a room for the night?" She called out, she was weary and sticky with trail dust and sweat. She just wanted to get into a hot tub and look female again. If just only for the night. Reece came up to her and gave her that look again, but she wouldn't greet him with a customary kiss on the cheek infront of the crowded room of men. They were already eying her gun strapped hips and ass. She could feel the glances, and glared at a few of the ranch hands at one table.
"Red should be along any second, she said she was coming here to get some trail dust off. And Yes we have cash to pay for it tonight, so no denying us the right to pay for once." She leaned closer, whispering "Could We possibly both get a bath in our rooms too? please Reece?"
 
Red

It was a long time ago but I still remember the day that Belle found me wandering the streets a lonely child no one would take in. Belle and Reece took me in and raised me as if I was there own, they taught me to ride a horse and when I was old enough Reece taught me how to shoot a gun.
When I was about eighteen I saddled up my horse star, who was a black as coal stallion, and headed off on my own hunting people who had prices on there heads trying to earn and save enough money to put my plan of revenge into action on one man and his gang goons, Vincent Dupree. He was the man responsible for the death of my family and he was gonna get his one day.
Within the year I had met Joe. At first we were not a good paring our tempers, attitudes and our sassiness clashed. But there was a that fateful day my mouth and my firey red temper got me shot and almost killed by the dalton gang, Joe was there and she cared for me although I did not make it easy for her. After all that had happened we became friends and began working together chasing the wanted and collecting our bounty and coming back to tumbleweed every so often for a visit to Belle and Reece.



Present Day.......

After riding into town and watching Joe ride off to the bank to deposit the bounty from capturing Angel.
Star and I wander on to the stable to bed him down for the night. I climb down off him just as we reach the stable asking the stable boy for an open stable. The young boy gives me the directions to the nearest stable I guide star there and gently brush him down myself because he hates to be brushed by others.
Giving the stable owner orders for feed and paying him the money I turn to leave before he can begin to give me his attitude. I head for the saloon where Joe and I will sleep for the night, daydreaming about the nice hot bath I will be able to take to wash off and soak these overworked muscles. Entering the saloon I see Joe standing by Reece talking to him with her arms full of the supplies we will need for our next trip out. I walk up to her ignoring the roaming eyes watching me "hey.. need a hand with that stuff?"
 
Joe

She heard Red's voice and whipped around, "About damned time. I am tippin over here, and I can't reach my guns. Not a good thing if you ask me.. Reece is going to get us our rooms for the night. Arent ya Reece dear?" She turned her smile on him, and handed him a bag of supplies.

Joe had a habit of biting at people, but those that knew her also knew it was just an act. She had to appear tough. Had to be strong and mean sounding. Otherwise no one would listen to her. She gave Red an appologetic look for snappin' at her, and headed towards the stairs. "Lets go find some room's I dont like lingering down here any longer than we have to."

She glanced around the room, taking in the old place in a single once over. The bar still looked shiney, the Piano the same. The girls weaved in and out of the customers. Serving whiskey, and offering their ware's. The little stage in the corner was clean, but empty for awhile. No saloon singers had been through here in a long time. The stairs still lead up to an open balcony, where she knew the whore's would be leaning over later, calling out to the men below.

Their rooms, when they did get in off the trail, were downstairs, back by Belle and Reece's rooms. She handed two sacks to Red, and one to Reece, leaving her gun hand open incase she needed it. She felt eyes on her, and she didn't like it. The two female Bount Hunters were getting a name for themselves, one which she hoped wouldn't have happened. But it had, and now she was watchful of all those around them. Whoever might be looking to pick them off.

She whispered to Red, "Let's get upstairs, and get our sleep. So we can get out of town soon. The Dalton Gang wont hang in this area forever." She nodded to Reece and followed him back behind the bar.
 
Reece

I knew I'd take Joe's money, when she had it to give. It was "our" way. When she could pay she'd pay. When she couldn't - well she could count on me. I said -

"Joe, the bad news is I have but one room left in the whole place. Its big though with a double wide bed. The good news is that it has a huge bath. Seems as though you and Red will have to share least fer tonight."

"Sorry darlin. Here, let me give you a hand with those supplies. I have your favorite bottle of whiskey here to make up for my lack of rooms. Two shot glasses as well. You know the way, I'll folla ya. Never mind them cowboys, they aint no threat. All talk and no action. "
 
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Belle

OOC: I would like to apply for Belle's character, if that's OK.
 
Red

If I had been anyone else her words would have cut through like a knife, but I knew her, she would put up this front anytime we were in a crowded place full of men. Our reputation proceeded us wherever we went, making us cautious of our surroundings.

Accepting Joe's look of apology I return a no problem look as I take the bags she hands me. Looking around the place I knew all to well, the look of hostility on the faces of some and the look of lust on the faces of others was quite amusing.

Listening to Reece explain that he only had one room open for the night, which was a good thing for Belle and Reece. I always worry about coming home one day to find this place closed because of not enough business. Turning back to look at the two of them giving reece a gentle kiss on the cheek "one room shall do as far as I am concerned just so long as there is a bed to sleep in and a tub to clean up these layers of trail grime and sweat. What do you think Joe? Sound alright to you?

Throwing the bags over my shoulder I begin to head upstairs knowing which room Reece was talking about, it was the room they normally saved for higher dignitaries passing trough town who always seemed to want two or three of the girls verses one and as close to the luxury of their big fancy homesteads as they could get.
 
Brad Michael would be arraigned in the morning. $300.00 was a lot to pay for a man that had only one felony warrant. However, his ability to hide well that is another story. The injury to his knee cap he would most like lose his leg before trial. The doctor was not impressed with Joe's work.

The Marshall pulled a bottle of whiskey from his desk draw, poured a shot, and drank it quickly. He would only drink with Reece in the back of the saloon. Tonight he wanted to take the edge off. Woman bounty hunters caused him to be nervous. They were the best at the job, but the Marshall answered the United States of America. He dealt with Senators, Federal Judges whose opinions of woman he did not share.

He put the bottle and shot glass back in the draw. Check the cells. Said good night to the deputies. Then walked out of the office.
 
REECE

Reece slowly watched Joe disappearing up the curving wooden staircase. That woman had a mighty fine ass, for sure. Too bad more of his girls didn't look like her. Reece would be a rich man! Joe would shoot him between the eyes if he ever said them things about her out loud but Hells Bells you can't shut a man offa thinking them things! Speaking of that, it was time to check with Belle and see how business was tonight. He had seen more than a few good ol boys head into the rooms with their "prizes" in tow, so he was optimistic about the size of the night's haul.

Marshall Winters strode in the thick oak swinging double doors pushed open with force as he arrived. Reece grinned, Caine was always one to make a grand entrance. As he came up to the bar Reece was already reaching for his favorite bottled whiskey Black Crow . Caine never paid for drinking here, in fact he never paid for anything here that caught his fancy either on or off the menu. Reece wouldn't have it any other way. Tipping his hat to Caine, he said:

"Good to see you Marshall. Pretty quiet in here tonight although as always theres a lot to look at. Got a poker game goin if you are interested, or you can just set here and shoot the breeze with me""
 
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Joe

ooc: darren hun, the Marshall's name is Caine Winters. He is new and forgot to post it above. :)

IC:

She walked up into their room and set their things down. Turning she walked right back down and sat at the bar. Just a few stools down from the Marshall. "Reece, be a dear and get me a whiskey. Its been a long day."

She turned to the marshall, "Hello Marshall Winters. How did you like your new arrival today?" She downed her shot in one gulp and sat back. Sitting very unlady like, and not giving a shit.
 
Marshall Winters

"Good Evening Reece."

The Marshall turned and looked around the room.

"Slow nights are my suit me fine. It is always nice to see you busy in here though. Business seems to be good for you. I am not really in the mood for poker. I will just sit."

The Marshall enjoyed Reece's place. It was always nice to come in and visit with a good friend. They had shared a lot together. They knew each other, respected each other. They had saved each others lives on countless occasions.

The Marshall, turned to Joe, "Joe the Judge is not going to be happy with Angels Knee, you know that was his cousin that Angel assaulted, but I do think he would have been happy if you had broken both knees."

The Marshall chuckled, "Thank you for finding him and bring him in so fast. I most say you did good work". That was one of the biggest complements he could pay her.
 
Joe

She nodded to the Marshall, "thank you. Red and I try and do our best with bringing them in... If he hadn'd gone for his gun sir, he wouldn't be walking with a limp the rest of his life." She shrugged it off. Any law enforcer would have shot in the same instance. The Judge be damned, family or not, Angel was wanted.

"we'll be heading out soon though, The Dalton Gang has to be brought to justice... Red and I are both set on it. $4,000 is alot of money.. Too much to ignore it.." She asked Reece for another shot, and sat forward on the stool.
 
Ooc: I've been kidnapped and forced to do this role. I'll take on the minister.


Thomas finally pulls the cart to a stop. Outside of town, he sees his house up against the land. It was a nice spot, the God had provided him with a wonderful place to live out his year.
He got out, unloading his own supplies. The things he had gathered from the neighboring states could wait until tomorrow. Clothes and food, even a couple of horses tied to the back. Something some of the more unfortunate people of his town could use greatly.
Things have not done so well for this town. He only wished he didn't have to ask for help from the neighboring towns.
Arching his back, and feeling the pain sprout through him, he went inside.
Sleep for tonight, the Lord's work would begin tomorrow.
 
REECE

Here's another one Joe. You can drink, shoot, and cuss with any man alive. The Daltons. Them is some mean hombres and there aint no rules they folla. They'd just as soon shoot you in the back as draw you down in a fair fight. I know, I know once you get it in your head well its a done deal. Be extra careful, you hear? Jus remember, ya'll can't spend any money if your dead. I kinda want to keep you around.

Just you and Red goin against all them Daltons? Speakin of Red, hows come she hasn't poked her pretty little head down here yet? Belle! Ask Fung Shu to russle up some grub and take it upstairs for Red. She must be hungry by now. How 'bout you Joe. Get you anything to eat?
 
Red

ooc. no kidnapping just lots of puppy dog eyes and pleases!!! lol



ic.

I walked in our room and set our supplies and such down out of the way. I turn just in time to see Joe set down the bags she was hauling then she turns and heads right back out the door. "I 'll bet she is headed down to have a couple of belts and unwind, I will join her shortly." I think to myself. First I wanted to find my clean clothes, if there really was such a thing.. being on the trail seemed to leave a layer of dust on anything and everything.

Stepping out in the hall I catch the young hired hand who helps out around here kindly throwing him one coin and asking him to begin filling the bath with hot water, he gives me a nod and heads off. I turn to look back through the doorway into our room, looking at the large bath I knew it would take a while so I turned and headed off down the short hall and down the stairs.

Reaching the bottom I hear Reece hollerin "Belle! Ask Fung Shu to russle up some grub and take it upstairs for Red. She must be hungry by now." then he begins to talk to Joe again. Walking across the floor " thank you but no need to take it upstairs i'll have it here, be a dear and pour me a shot please." reaching the bar I plant my butt on the stool next to Joe, leaning forward and looking around her to the marshall " How are ya this fine day Marshall Winters?"
 
Joe

She ignored the Marshall, they rubbed each other wrong half the time. She smiled at Reece, "Thanks love.. And food would be great" She turned to Red, "Bath being set up?" She wasnt too talkative and her guns were still hanging on her hips, making it hard to sit. But she didn't dare take them off until they were safely in their room. She downed her other shot and hnded the shotglass back to Reece, "That'll do it Reece, thanks" She tossed him a few gold coins for their dinner and drinks, and the bath. She hadn't seen Belle yet, "Reece, where is your partner hidin' tonight? She's usually down here, making sure those lazy whores of her's work for their room and board?" She seen the Marshall flinch a little, swearing was so unlady like. Hey at least she didn't chew tabacco.
"hey Reece, make sure your cook gets me american food! none of that wimpy noodles and sauce crap! i need meat on my bones, to last for the next meal.." She sighed, turning back to Red who was eyein the Marshall, "stop flirting a moment, We have a gang of worthless scum to track down. Any idea's where we should look first? Reece, I know your listening in, so just come over here and join us. And do not say anything like "dont do it" or "wait awhile".." She was in a sassy assed mood tonight wasnt she?
 
REECE

Reece just laughed out loud at Joe. Whenever she got in this kind of mood she was a pistol. But he'll be damned if it didn't make her all the more attractive!

He walked to the kitchen and called out - Fung Shu, get Joe and Red some good ole American red meat.! Bring it round to the front table where I'll be a'holdin court with Red and Joe.

He gave Red a big old hug as wide as the prarie.

"Great to see you darlin. You are all skin and bones! We'll feed ya. Belle will be mad she's not here. We both miss you 'round here Red. Been watchin out for the crazy one here?"

He walked out to the front of the bar and returned whiskey bottle in tow and sat backwards in the chair at their table.

"How can we celebrate your last night in civilization for awhile? Ladies choice, I'm all ears, well maybe not ~all~" Ha!
 
Joe

She cocked a shapely brow at Reece, "last night? Hun we arent leaving town for awhile. We'll be hunting the Gang from here. Since they are close by there is no reason to sleep in the dirt when you have comfortable beds right here." She poured another shot. slamming it back, she slouched down in her chair, keeping her back to the wall. watching patrons come and go.
"celebrate a home coming perhaps, but we aren't leaving for awhile." She gave Reece a wink, and studied Red. She seemed occupied with something. Perhaps it was loneliness? She didnt ask nor intrude. Maybe her hormones were outta wack and she needed some action? One room.. She groaned. What a nightmare. "If another room comes open soon Reece, let me know. No offense Red, but you know how it is sometimes.."
 
REECE

"Hot damn, that's good news. You'll be a stayin here. Thought it was nothin but dust and tumbleweeds for you two. Much more ladylike for Red, y' know. "

Tell you what Joe. I kin bunk with some cowhands in the big double upstairs, and you get my room for the night. Its the best one in the house, and we both know it. After tomorrow, some of these cattle boys are outa here on the drive. Then you both have your rooms and I get mine back.

Joe and Red both looked a little out of sorts to Reece. Although on his offer, they both brightened considerably. Man, there aint nothin wrong with them both, they were just horny! Reece eyed Joe a little differently then, allowing his eyes to reaffirm that she was all woman, despite what his ears may hear...
 
Joe

She smiled at Reece, "are you sure it's alright? I dont want to throw you out of your room Reece.." he said it was fine and she leaned forward, putting her hand on his thigh and whispered, "Thank you, I'll pay double if you wish?" Their food arrived and she sat back before someone seen her being nice. She wasn't allowed that luxury. She had to be hard as nails in public, Or she would be dead.

She ate her dinner, and sat back. "Well since Reece gave up his room for me, I'm going to go grab some things and hit the tub. Have fun Red. And thanks again Reece, I'll be back down in a few for a drink..." She let her eyes travel over Reece and back up, she felt herself heating up and needed to get out of the room before she made an ass of herself. Reece? How could she be thinking about Reece like that? It hit her as odd, but at the same time she tingled with the erotic forbidden thoughts. They weren't far apart in age, it just was.. well.. Reece was like a friend or brother. Or so she thought at one time. Now she was thinking of other things. She was on the trail too long, she needed release. She quickly made her exit and went up to their room. She grabbed some clean clothes, soap and towels and headed to Reece's room. She caught Sofie, a kitchen staff member.
"Please set up my bath in Reece's room instead of Red's. He's given me his room for tonight, until another comes open. And I desperately need to be cleaned up.." Sofie nodded her head and called down to Butch, "Come move the tub, then bring the water."
Joe smiled and gave her a coin, and headed into Reece's room.
 
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