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There is a cowboy standing at the bar, and a bag sitting on the floor next to him. There's a gunbelt on his waist and he has several (six) bullets lined up on the bar, and he's cleaning the revolver in front of him with slow, steady hands.
The door, however, is getting the occasional glance as he stands there.
They need to go home.
Doc orders himself a shot of whiskey, and glances at those six bullets.
He downs the shot, and then gets back to work.
Tonight.
ooc: post for Billy The Kid and a few others, ping young scurlock before you tag please.
note: all other threads are millitimed to prior to the one with Billy the Kid.
[tinytag: Ben Wade]
The door, however, is getting the occasional glance as he stands there.
They need to go home.
Doc orders himself a shot of whiskey, and glances at those six bullets.
He downs the shot, and then gets back to work.
Tonight.
ooc: post for Billy The Kid and a few others, ping young scurlock before you tag please.
note: all other threads are millitimed to prior to the one with Billy the Kid.
[tinytag: Ben Wade]