[Friendly Neighborhood Stable Hand Notice]

[takencareofyou]

[And have Vegas! Your friendly neighborhood stablehand, sometimes town fool. He's wringing his hands and facing the camera as bold as he can

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[feels_no_love]

George behaving himself and leavin' the mares alone?

I'll come down for a bit, you want some company. You eat yet?

[takencareofyou]

He seems to. Still a bit scared to go near him sir, he won't play well with anyone but you so I've had to keep him away from the girls.

[All these nice folks.] I've got some hardtack and feed down here. Think I'll be okay. Won't say no to company however.

[feels_no_love]

I'll spend some more time workin' with him. Heh-heh...stupid hellbeast.

All right then. I'll take a watch with ya.

[takencareofyou]

He ain't no hell beast. [Stubborn] He's just seen too much. Horses are gentle creatures and he's seen enough to turn him mean. Not too much tho-otherwise he wouldn't take to nobody.

You should. I haven't fed him yet.

[feels_no_love]

All right, all right, heh-heh, I'll leave off of him, even if I had to tranquilize him again just to have a stone bruise checked.

Anyway, he's seen the same that I have, and that was enough to turn me mean, so I can't blame him too much.

[takencareofyou]

Time heals allwounds Mr. D.

Ain't no consolation, but my momma always used to say.

[feels_no_love]

I believe you. [He did. He had measured his progress in bottles undrunk and opium unsmoked over time, as his appetites very slowly dropped under the influence of his family. George's progress mostly came as he bit less and less and broke less things.]

Gonna make a stud of 'im once I get some land. Gotta get him gentled enough that a sweet little mare can stand bein' around him though.

[takencareofyou]

I can help with that.

If he ever learns ta trust me.

[feels_no_love]

Can we talk about me hiring you special for some of this stuff? He's got good blood, he's brave. He's not some nervous racehorse who can get ruined for years if you shout at 'em once.

He just needs time around you an' me at the same time mostly. He got used to my brother and a few other folks that way, and he's a kitten with the girls.

[takencareofyou]

Sure Mr. D. But you don't haveta hire me. I care about the horses in this town sir. Happy to make it easier for folks.

[feels_no_love]

Yeah, you'd say that, because you're a decent man. But because I'm tryin' to be a decent man, I'll see you at least get somethin' for your time.

[takencareofyou]

...Well if you insist. Pol and Davey could always use the money. I might...

[He squirms a bit. He hasn't told anybody this.]

Like to open a stable of my own.

[feels_no_love]

Heh. Your Nephew's a cute little bit.

[He perks up]

Now that is an idea. I like that idea. You should work on it.

[takencareofyou]

[he's talking mostly to himself now] like 'ta settle down and meet a nice girl. Raise a good family, grow old on the land and raise a horse or two...

[feels_no_love]

[A soft chuckle] Well, I know where you'll be able to get a starter foal from once we get underway.

[takencareofyou]

You mean that Mr. D?

[He sounds excited now] Once I get a couple of um' I can start saving my money and sell them back to folks. Vegas's Horses. Might even enter um' in a race! With Pol's permission.

[He rubs his hands together] Then I can ask out that pretty girl down at the saloon and one day we can have ourselves some kids and I can teach um' to ride and...