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“Do you have any idea how many men he has up there, how well armed they are? Have you even thought of the consequences your people might face if this all goes wrong?”

Running after Sokanon, Samuel firmly takes her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks, forcing her to listen. 

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❛ A maiden of chivalry and a libertarian I see.  ❜ His schofields return to their holsters. He has no quarrels with this woman. ❛ I’m not a simple-minded, socialist fool, my dear lady, just merely a man. Who, like you, veterates the emancipation of the people of this fair land. ❜ In other words has little intention to disturb the Wapiti she has sought to protect. 

❛ I’m not too fond of the US Army or Uncle Sam, actually I was passing through here to stir a little ruckus. But by all means if you don’t believe me, who am I to stop you? I could use the extra guns.❜

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Having one too many drinks was an understatement for this particular Assassin. It always started off with one drink, and then the next thing she knew, there was a man on the floor. Her fists barely ached, feeling the pulsations of the impact. But, what impact? What happened? Everything around her moved so slowly, and it was hard to keep up with what was going on.

It wasn’t until a pair of hands held her arm, pulling her towards the exit of the tavern.

“What’re you – what… ARE y’doing?” her words were slurred, and she knew it. Even so, she didn’t have the capacity to care. “I wazzzzzz-unt done with ‘em… just… yet!”

A cough escaped him as he listened to him. Liam nodded as his eyes went south, toward the ground. Hands ran across his own features, resting for a moment prior to letting his hands fall past his own chest. 

              “ Aye -- I couldn’ agree more. ”

@fronticr​ asked: “Looks like the rainy season is finally here.” /Sokanon or Charles.

Rainy Day Sentence Starters

“Looks like it...” Kieran said, sidling closer to the tree Charles was sitting under. He doing something to an arrow that he couldn’t really see, but Kieran didn’t look for too long, in case he was accused of staring.

Charles was intimidating. A good bit taller than Kieran, silent, mysterious- all signs that pointed to dangerous. Everyone in the gang was dangerous, but at least Kieran could understand them, to some means. Charles was an enigma, and that was nerve wracking. 

Miss Karen had told him not to worry about the boys of camp too much, that they were alright- and he was one of them now- so talking to Charles would be fine, right? It didn’t work quite the way he’d been told, that one little life saving bullet would lead to him being accepted right away, but he wouldn’t get any farther if he kept shying away from any interaction.

The rain poured through the branches of the tree, though the other didn’t seem bothered. Kieran didn’t sit, he leaned against the tree and looked over the other’s shoulder while he worked on the arrow.