A fine morning...

[easwearengen]

Who: Al Swearengen, and anyone close enough to hear him, or stumble upon him.
When: Early morning, sometime after the sunrise.
Where: Second Floor of the hotel, in the hallway outside room #208
What: Al Swearengen's entrance post!

When he woke, it was slowly. The throbbing ache in his skull told Al that the night before had not gone well. Perhaps too

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[kay_lee_frye]

Kaylee had been taking the stairs down to the first floor on her way to scope out some breakfast since she wanted to get an early start on her skiff today. She was pausing the door to the second floor when she heard some rather colorful shouting. For some reason cursing always seemed so much more scandalous in English than the Chinese most from home favored for their cussing.

She paused trying to think of who she knew that lived on the second floor who it might be, but came up short. Carefully opening the door she peeked carefully into the hall. "Umm, hullo," she announced her presence, when she spotted the stranger standing a bit futher down the hall.

[easwearengen]

His turn was sharp and.. purposeful, almost. Like the kind of movement a man might make if he was expecting an audience to be watching him, and he needed to perform dramatically to please. The meek sound of a female voice put him off guard, admittedly. As crude as he could be at times, it was never polite to be shouting around a lady.

Unless, well, she deserved it.

Dark eyes turn to examine the young woman at the end of the hall, and his lips twitch lightly beneith his mustache before he began to stride in her direction. Footsteps heavy, there was nothing cautious about his approach. There were things that needed to be answered, and Al wasn't one to pussy-foot around.

"Far be it from me to watch my tone around a lady. Consider it a flaw of character..." He seeed anything but apologetic when the words came rumbling from deep within his chest. Pausing, he stopped just before the woman, his hand sliding up his coat to rest where the chain of his pocketwatch dangled.

"...Where the fuck am I, and who the hell are you?"

[kay_lee_frye]

Kaylee was slightly taken aback, but wasn't thrown for long. "Well I'll start with the easy one first and tell you I'm Kaylee," she introduced herself with a friendly smile, despite his rather rough manner. She couldn't really hold a new arrivals behavior against them, since folks rarely took coming to the hotel well.

"But the where are we is a bit trickier to manage. I'm assumin' you're new," she said, having gone through this processes with several new arrivals over the past however long she had been here. "Did you come up from downstairs already?" she asked slightly confused, it seemed that most people stumbled across someone to explain the hotel in the lobby before making it up to their room.

[easwearengen]

The way she spoke was... interesting. It was in the manner of the typical uneducated ilk that he'd dealt with back in town; the kind of people who would come in on a wagon in search of striking it rich with gold. But no.. no.. she was far too clean to be one of them. He couldn't even smell her, for crying out loud