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[notpornbang]

Sheriff Horndog has organised another town meeting! He has not gone so far as to disarm, but you can bet your bottom dollar that his heart will be two sizes too small if anyone should commit suicide at this one. Please, take pity on Bill's heavy heart

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[hungrier]

If any of the established Hell residents feel like they're being watched, it's probably because they are. Covertly. By the tall gentleman sitting on the opposite side of the room from the young lady with the bat.

[theoddsare]

Chancey catches sight of a certain tall gentleman of the observational persuasion, and pales slightly. Oh, snap. Either she clonked the wrong guy, or the bad guys have infiltrated the town meeting and she's the only one who's noticed. And while the latter is possible, the former is far more likely.

...Whups?

[hungrier]

Whups, indeed. It's a good thing Gale isn't one to hold grudges.

. . . Not for long, anyway.

[theoddsare]

Ah, well. It was only a matter of time before she rubbed someone the wrong way around here. Granted, this is the first time she's done so by beaning them in the noggin, rather than just being an extremely odd duck, but at least it's a good reason to dislike her, right?