Setting Old West (a year later)

Sam

I'd said about as much as I could to Dan, it was up to him now. As I turned to leave I heard a commotion outside in the hall, and a woman's voice being raised.

"PUT ME DOWN!"

I opened the door in time to see the struggles between a man I didn't recognise and the young woman Beth, who he was carrying in his arms. Judging by her resistance and the tone of her words, she was none too happy about it either.

The scene caught me by surprise for a moment, and I just stood staring at the stranger. He had a seasoned look about him that told me he weren't no greenhorn, and the long black duster he wore concealed any pistol he might be wearing.

He ignored my presence and took Beth into her room, slamming the door behind him. I looked down at the pistol on my hip, reassured by its presence, suddenly glad I'd taken to wearing it again since the incident in the barroom. Stepping up to the closed door, I took a deep breath, wondering if it was going to be like this every day, now that I was sheriff.

Turning the handle, I swiftly opened the door and stepped inside. The stranger stood in the middle of the room in front of the bed, his back to me and the struggling Beth still in his arms.

"Why don't you just put the girl down mister," I said loudly, my eyes locked on the back of the stranger's head, "and turn around real slow."

As I waited for his response, wary and alert for any sudden movements, I clenched and unclenched my left hand, loosening my grip as it hovered inches away from my pistol.
 
"Why don't you just put the girl down mister,and turn around real slow" said the sherrif in a low menacing way. I felt Mr Trent still and he looked at me with a look of "now look what you have done". I cringed. Mr Trent saw the cringe and smiled. He slowly put me down and I stepped out of the way. I really didnt want anyone shot. But I was afraid that thats what was going to happen.
I watched Mr Trent slowly turn around to face the Sherrif.
Their eyes met as they seem to be summing each other up. I tensed and held my breath.
 
Re: Trent o the Wild West

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Shortly after I took Beth to her room the door opened behind me and a man's voice said "Why don't you just put the girl down mister, and turn around real slow."

I gently put Beth down and slowly turned around to face the voice. It was the town sheriff and he didn't seem too pleased. I sized him for a moment and said "last time I checked people knock before they come into somebody's private chambers sheriff!"
[/QUOTE]I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And after many days my Soul return'd And said, "Behold, Myself am Heav'n and Hell."
 
Sam

I met the stranger's gaze, searching for any signs of intent in his cold grey eyes.

"Maybe so," I replied, "but around these parts it ain't considered polite to go carrying a lady off without her permission. Didn't your mama teach you no manners?"
 
U.S.Marshal

I walked into the saloon and looked around, there weren't to many customers, two at the bar and four more eating supper. I asked the bartender, "Is Dan around?" "He went up stairs with Sam a while ago, he said, I ain't seen him come down." "Thanks."

I went up stairs, and as I was nearing an open door I just caught the end of Sam saying. "a lady with out her permission. Didn't your mama teach you no manners?" I looked in and stopped as I passed. Sam was facing the stranger I saw down stairs this afternoon. The young woman beth I think was her name was standing in the corner looking scared. things looked kind of tense. I said quietly so as not to make anyone nervous, "evenin sheriff." I'm looking for Dan. Is there a problem?" Never taking his eyes off of the stranger, Sam calmly said, "evenin marshal."

[Edited by Teri on 02-03-2001 at 06:57 AM]
 
Beth

Hearing the Marshall's voice my insides twisted. I was praying that Mr Trent would back down quietly and head out of town. But looking at his eyes I knew he wouldnt.
I felt my knees begin to give way and my head get a little light.
I held onto the wall for support looking at the 3 men.
My eyes met Mr Trents, I was silently pleading with him to back down.
If he'd of taken his time things would have been a little different.
Closing my eyes I leant against the wall and listened to the silence.

OOC...oh Hi Im back!!
 
Sam

The Marshall's arrival couldn't have come at a better time. The stranger seemed to be having second thoughts about whatever he had in mind, his grey eyes briefly flitting from me to the Marshall, and then on to Beth, before settling on me once again.

"We don't need no trouble her mister," I said calmly. "I aim to make sure Fortune stays a decent town, where folks don't have to dodge flyin' lead all hours of the day. So don't you go starting something stupid now, you hear?"

OOC: Welcome back :)
 
Beth

I watched as Mr Trent slowly nodded to the sherrif. "No problem sherrif. Im leaving now" he said. He turned slowly. When he saw me, he gave me a very wicked grin which sent shivers up and down my spine. I watched as he went out the back door and I listened to his foot steps go down the stais.
I shuddered...from the look he gave me I knew it wasnt going to be the last I saw of Mr Trent..or at least I hoped not.
I looked at Sam and the Marshall
"Thankyou" I said to them feeling a little shaky.
I went up to walk out past Sam and the Marshall when my legs went from under me and I fainted at their feet.
 
U.S.Marshal

"Now don't go starting anything stupid. We don't want no trouble,' the Sheriff said. The stranger just nodded and said, "ok Sheriff I'm goin." He looked over at the girl standing in the corner. And now that I had a good look at her she was just a girl. She looked even younger than Maxine.I wondered what she was doin here alone. He left through the alley door, we heard his boots on the stairs. I said to Sam, "We ain;t seen the last of that feller."

That girl stepped between me and Sam, meaning to go out the door I guess, she never made it. She fainted dead away, Sam managed to catch her before she hit the floor. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. looking a little flustered he was patting her cheek trying to wake her up when his wife walked in with their youngin on her shoulder fast asleep. "What happened Sam?" she asked. "Evenin ma'am," I said, and to sam, "I have to find Dan, Maxine's at Molly's place, I found her out on the road bout five miles the other side of the river. She was leavin and wouldn't say why. I managed to talk her in to staying with Molly the night and think about it, I said if she still wanted to go in the morning I'd see to it she got on the west bound stage. Her and Dan seem to be partial to each other so I figured I'd let him know where she was before he went trapesin around the country lookin for her." "Dan's was passed out drunk in his room last time I seen him," Sam said. Ginnie said "I saw him staggering out the back door when I left our room, about fifteen minutes ago. "thank you ma"am. I'll head that way and try to catch him before he falls off his horse. I'll see you later Sam. Ma'am" I said. I tipped my hat and headed for the back door.

When I got to the stable out in back, I found Dan goin round and round try to saddle his horse. Sam wasn't steady enough on his feet and the horse wasn't standing still long enough for him to get the saddle on. I said, "Dan where in hell are you goin in the middle of the night?" "I'm going after Maxine. And in aint the middle of the night, hi said slurring his words and giggling at what I thought must be a private joke. "Maxine is staying with Molly for the night, you can see her in the morning," I told him. "Well," he said, I guess I don't need this horse, I'll just walk over Molly's and see her." "No you won't, Molly will skin you alive, you go in there like that wakin her up at this time of night. Besides you stink. What did you do fall in the manure pile. Get cleaned up, sleep it off then go over there in the morning. And you better think of something to say to that girl if you don't want her to be on that stage tomorrow."

[Edited by Teri on 02-07-2001 at 03:53 AM]
 
Virginia

OOC: didn't loose interest! I was just trying to give Virginia one day to recover from giving birth!! :) But ya'll never go to bed! Let me see....

IC: I was gingerly trying out my legs when I walked past an open door. Looking in, I nearly dropped my teeth when I saw my Sam carrying a woman to a bed.
He hurried over to me, leaving the girl on her bed sleeping. "Now, darlin'," he said a little nervously, "that ain't what it looks like!"

I glared at him for a moment, but couldn't keep the smile off my face for long. "Little Jon's asleep finally. I had one of the girls fetch me up a little cradle for him so...why don't you come back to our room so we can say goodnight to this day and you can tell me what's been going on around here?"
 
I am out of the string! (M. Trent)

Hi Folks,

Sorry about not posting this sooner, but I have been sick and I also need to focus on more important issues. If you would be kind enough to remove my character I would appreciate it.

Thanks!
 
Sam

"Sure thing honey," I said with a smile, slipping my arms around Virginia's waist. "I've had about enough excitement for one night, although I could be persuaded otherwise..."

Virginia looked up at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. As we made to leave the room, I turned back and gestured to Beth, lying asleep on her bed.

"There was a little...scene earlier, and she fainted. You think she'll be okay?"
 
Virginia

I laughed, no, more like an amused snort. "Yes, dear, I think she'll be fine. Remember the last female you rescued?" I smiled up at him. "You don't plan on establishing a harem, do you?"

Leading him by the arm, we walked toward our room. I handed him his sleeping son. "I'll warn you...as small as he is, he gets heavy when you hold him for very long!" I held the door and we went inside.
 
Dan woke up, and then down. He fell into, or onto rather, a big pile of shit. Dan shook his head, looking up. A horse, who looked extremely angered stared back at him. He stood, looking around. Had daylight come already? He wasn't sure, the light of the moon had a strange effect, he couldn't tell if the...
The light of the moon?
Sometimes he could be such an idiot.
Dan looked around him. Where in the hell was this place? He knew he was still in Fortune, he had to be, didn't he? Oh yes, that's ole Mr. Smith's horse. He could tell it anywhere, he must be by the casino. His headache which had actually dulled from the fall had now come back to him in full force. He cursed falling to the ground again, what the hell had hit him?
It looked like a bottle of scotch. On the ground beside him was a broken bottle, and blood. He felt his head... blood as well. Being drunk and waking up sleeping on a horse is something Dan could handle, but falling unconscious because someone had hit him with a fucking bottle, that's something he didn't take too kindly.
Dan got onto his horse, it would be morning soon. A few things were going to be done... he supposed. Taking the reigns he went back to his hotel. It was quiet, extremely quiet. He had never actually seen his place quiet before. There was a certain peacefullness to it, something not exactly described in words, not like he could anyways, he had a wound to take care of.
Going inside, he got some surgical equipment and mirror. He quickly patched himself up, taking the few pieces of glass that were still lodged in there out. He had to grab another bottle of scotch and regularly drown his head to keep from the pain.
Who in their right minds would do this to him?
Dan would have to find out tomorrow... or, as he saw the first rays of dawn approach, today then.
 
Sam

I carefully held baby Jon as we entered the room, a smile permanently etched on my face as I watched him sleeping in my arms. Eventually, reluctantly, I placed him gently down into the cradle, making sure the blanket kept him warm.

Turning to see Virginia sat on the edge of the bed watching me, I grinned.

"I suppose you'll be wanting a cuddle now too..."
 
Virginia

"I suppose you'll be wanting a cuddle now too..."

I giggled at the lusty spark in Sam's eyes. How well he knew me!!

"Of course I do, love," I whispered.

I scooted over to the far side of the bed, making room for Sam's frame. Easing over to my side, I began slowly unbuttoning his shirt, easing it off his wide shoulders. I kissed his crisply furred ;) chest, kissing him as I progressed.

"Sheila, or rather, Maxine! said we'd have to wait a while before, well, you know....but I'm sure there are ways we can amuse ourselves."

I let my fingers creep down to the front of his pants, gently kneading the growing bulge I found there.
 
U. S. Marshal

Dan walked away mumbling something about meddling lawmen, leaving his horse standing in the yard and his saddle on the ground. I threw the saddle on a rack and put his horse in a stall. I went back to my room behind the kitchen. I sat on a chair and took off my boots and set them quietly on the floor so I wouldn’t wake Molly up. I took off my pants and put them on the chair and hung my shirt on the back. I slipped into bed beside Molly . She rolled over throwing her arm across my chest and murmured, “I tried to wait up for you but I was so tired.” she slept with her head on my shoulder.

I lay staring at the ceiling thinking about the young woman in the other room and the even younger one in a room at the saloon. Wondering what brought them to Fortune. Beth, the girl, and she was just a girl, couldn’t be more that seventeen or eighteen. I wondered what her story was. And Maxine, I know her story or some of it anyway. And Trent , I knew in my bones he was a bounty hunter. Couldn’t he be here for Maxine? Whether he was or not I was sure that we haven’t seen the last of him. With that unpleasant thought I fell asleep.
 
Maxine

I woke up tired of life. I shrugged and found my clothing and dressed, I dusted off my hat and propping it upon my short hair I frowned at the reflection that met me. I only hoped I wouldn't be facing a child in a year.
 
Beth

Waking up alone on the bed wondering what on earth had happened. Looking around lost and alone, then remembering the last few hours, she rolled over and sobbed into the bed clothes.
 
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