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[cape_and_musket]

With the loud, startled whinney of a horse, a rider sporting a tricorn, a sabre and late 18th century clothing clatters into the Nexus. With his flintlock out and ready he looks around, frowns, but continues his mission.

The next stranger he comes across will get a command. "Stand and deliver!"

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[perfectedweapon]

She watches with interest. The weapon he carries looks like it wouldn't do her much damage. Stepping into sight she brushes some imaginary dust off her shirt, this time it's sporting Led Zeppelin. She's matched it with knee high boots and a punk skirt.

"You may wish to calm your horse. I'm not interested in getting my clothes dirty today."

[cape_and_musket]

"My horse is ready, lady, no need to be calm." He quietly hopes he hasn't disturbed her from her sleep, or whatever action requires so few clothes. "Hand over your money."

[perfectedweapon]

Sherry just laughed. "Make me."

[cape_and_musket]

He points the pistol at her. "From your willing hand or your lifeless hand. Your choice."

[perfectedweapon]

Again Sherry Birkin laughed. "I'm not afraid of death." Her blue eyes went cold. "Though I bet you are."

Now she wished she had fangs, or something to make her look like a monster. Instead, all she had was herself. Taking another step forward she smiled as the horse backed up as if smelling something dangerous.

[cape_and_musket]

"My fears are undecided. Right now I only have desire, for your money." The horse shifted back nervously. Was it the only one of the two that realised they weren't in England anymore?

[perfectedweapon]

"You know this is all too easy." She let out a low feral growl at the horse. "You wouldn't be able to take money from me anyway." She turns to walk off, not at all worried about the gun he carries. Not like it'll hurt at all.

[cape_and_musket]

He urges the horse slowly after her. "I will ask you one last time to hand your money over now."

[perfectedweapon]

She pauses and turns her eyes cold. "You really don't want to tempt your fate." Hissing again she lunges forward just enough to spook the horse.

[cape_and_musket]

The horse backs away, letting out a startled sound and attempting to turn while he tries to control the frightened creature.