Dima was lounging on the roof multitasking by practicing his lock picks and cleaning his Nagant 1910 when he heard the Boss scream the second time and nearly had a heart attack. Cleaning up his kit and latching it to his side and then skillfully climbing down the building in seconds. Slinking inside the building he made his way to the kitchen knowing that an offering would be a safe bet to appease the Boss. Grabbing the first cold one he could and pouring some stronger stuff into his drinking horn flask, he walked towards the sound of the Boss's thunderous voice. "Hey Boss" Dima said through his accent, "Sorry I'm a few minutes late, I got you a beer sir" and held the drink out to him
Frank strolled into the garage, straightening his clothes. He looked around and noticed only two others."Hey, Jim. Dima," he said to them as he leaned against a wall. "Looks like I'm still one of the first ones here at least."
Midway through Jim's frustrated rant, Joe tromped in, toting a string of 5 grouse. He raised them up as if as a mea culpa to his annoyed boss, then kicked a small, blood-stained wooden bucket over to his usual spot, sat down, and started plucking at the grouse.They would eat well later.
"At long fuckin last. And he brought us dinner too! Now we can get to work. And before you say anything, the mick chick can catch up whenever she damn feels like. I'm tired o' waitin around."Pulling out a map from a corner where only he would be able to find it, he rolled it out over the now-cleared table and pointed at a small town to the west that hadn't been paying its dues in 2 months."This right here is Salutation, a small town of less than a hundred bumpkins that found it was in their best interest to stop payin old Uncle Rufus. Now since this here is a pretty damn small town I've been charged with leadin' the confrontation. Two small gangs like us will be joinin us in case things get hairy, but this is the first time we're gonna be head group. Then we'll take our whole group around that area and shake down similar problem areas till we head south to Wichita. There we'll get more instructions. Way I heard it somethin' big is comin up in Cherokee territory, but we won't rightly know until that happens and we aren't expected to ask, got it? Good. Now take a piss, pack your shit, and get to the stables. Roads ain't so good goin' west, so the motorbikes stay in the garage. If Annie McOakley decides to tag along, old Jose'll keep em safe, otherwise that's her job. Remember to take anything you might need. We won't be comin back for at least a month."With that Jim left the table and grabbed the bags he prepared, expecting the others to do the same.
Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 04, 2017, 07:40:09 PM"At long fuckin last. And he brought us dinner too! Now we can get to work. And before you say anything, the mick chick can catch up whenever she damn feels like. I'm tired o' waitin around."Pulling out a map from a corner where only he would be able to find it, he rolled it out over the now-cleared table and pointed at a small town to the west that hadn't been paying its dues in 2 months."This right here is Salutation, a small town of less than a hundred bumpkins that found it was in their best interest to stop payin old Uncle Rufus. Now since this here is a pretty damn small town I've been charged with leadin' the confrontation. Two small gangs like us will be joinin us in case things get hairy, but this is the first time we're gonna be head group. Then we'll take our whole group around that area and shake down similar problem areas till we head south to Wichita. There we'll get more instructions. Way I heard it somethin' big is comin up in Cherokee territory, but we won't rightly know until that happens and we aren't expected to ask, got it? Good. Now take a piss, pack your shit, and get to the stables. Roads ain't so good goin' west, so the motorbikes stay in the garage. If Annie McOakley decides to tag along, old Jose'll keep em safe, otherwise that's her job. Remember to take anything you might need. We won't be comin back for at least a month."With that Jim left the table and grabbed the bags he prepared, expecting the others to do the same.Dima promptly grabbed a small bag, checked that all his lock picks were in order and secured to his side, and made one last check that his leather horn flask was full. Walking over to where he'd set his "knife" (looks more like a bloody cavalry sabre mixed with machete) down earlier, he grabbed the beast of a blade and sheathed it to his side while similtantiously slinging a short cavalry rifle too his back. He slipped on a gambeson and turned back towards the group. "I am ready, I'll get the horses saddled" He stated and headed off to do just that
Cinciri posted on May 04, 2017, 10:15:28 PM Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 04, 2017, 07:40:09 PM"At long fuckin last. And he brought us dinner too! Now we can get to work. And before you say anything, the mick chick can catch up whenever she damn feels like. I'm tired o' waitin around."Pulling out a map from a corner where only he would be able to find it, he rolled it out over the now-cleared table and pointed at a small town to the west that hadn't been paying its dues in 2 months."This right here is Salutation, a small town of less than a hundred bumpkins that found it was in their best interest to stop payin old Uncle Rufus. Now since this here is a pretty damn small town I've been charged with leadin' the confrontation. Two small gangs like us will be joinin us in case things get hairy, but this is the first time we're gonna be head group. Then we'll take our whole group around that area and shake down similar problem areas till we head south to Wichita. There we'll get more instructions. Way I heard it somethin' big is comin up in Cherokee territory, but we won't rightly know until that happens and we aren't expected to ask, got it? Good. Now take a piss, pack your shit, and get to the stables. Roads ain't so good goin' west, so the motorbikes stay in the garage. If Annie McOakley decides to tag along, old Jose'll keep em safe, otherwise that's her job. Remember to take anything you might need. We won't be comin back for at least a month."With that Jim left the table and grabbed the bags he prepared, expecting the others to do the same.Dima promptly grabbed a small bag, checked that all his lock picks were in order and secured to his side, and made one last check that his leather horn flask was full. Walking over to where he'd set his "knife" (looks more like a bloody cavalry sabre mixed with machete) down earlier, he grabbed the beast of a blade and sheathed it to his side while similtantiously slinging a short cavalry rifle too his back. He slipped on a gambeson and turned back towards the group. "I am ready, I'll get the horses saddled" He stated and headed off to do just that"Hey slow down Shiekh of Araby, what the hell are you wearing? You gonna bring a god damned harem with ya or somethin? If you ever want to get some fuckin puss in this century, you might wanna rethink that outfit. Hell, I'll pay for it. Just please for the love of god tell me you brought some normal clothes with you, I don't need the other gangs thinking I've got some nutter wanting to do a charge of the light brigade. And that little chest piece your wearing won't be stopping any bullets, but let's hope it doesn't come to that for your sake and mine."Turning away after his tirad she caught sight of the mick dentist. "As for you, Nurse McOakley, you can drive all the camp supplies in the cart behind us. Now LOAD EM UP"
Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 05, 2017, 01:02:47 AM Cinciri posted on May 04, 2017, 10:15:28 PM Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 04, 2017, 07:40:09 PM"At long fuckin last. And he brought us dinner too! Now we can get to work. And before you say anything, the mick chick can catch up whenever she damn feels like. I'm tired o' waitin around."Pulling out a map from a corner where only he would be able to find it, he rolled it out over the now-cleared table and pointed at a small town to the west that hadn't been paying its dues in 2 months."This right here is Salutation, a small town of less than a hundred bumpkins that found it was in their best interest to stop payin old Uncle Rufus. Now since this here is a pretty damn small town I've been charged with leadin' the confrontation. Two small gangs like us will be joinin us in case things get hairy, but this is the first time we're gonna be head group. Then we'll take our whole group around that area and shake down similar problem areas till we head south to Wichita. There we'll get more instructions. Way I heard it somethin' big is comin up in Cherokee territory, but we won't rightly know until that happens and we aren't expected to ask, got it? Good. Now take a piss, pack your shit, and get to the stables. Roads ain't so good goin' west, so the motorbikes stay in the garage. If Annie McOakley decides to tag along, old Jose'll keep em safe, otherwise that's her job. Remember to take anything you might need. We won't be comin back for at least a month."With that Jim left the table and grabbed the bags he prepared, expecting the others to do the same.Dima promptly grabbed a small bag, checked that all his lock picks were in order and secured to his side, and made one last check that his leather horn flask was full. Walking over to where he'd set his "knife" (looks more like a bloody cavalry sabre mixed with machete) down earlier, he grabbed the beast of a blade and sheathed it to his side while similtantiously slinging a short cavalry rifle too his back. He slipped on a gambeson and turned back towards the group. "I am ready, I'll get the horses saddled" He stated and headed off to do just that"Hey slow down Shiekh of Araby, what the hell are you wearing? You gonna bring a god damned harem with ya or somethin? If you ever want to get some fuckin puss in this century, you might wanna rethink that outfit. Hell, I'll pay for it. Just please for the love of god tell me you brought some normal clothes with you, I don't need the other gangs thinking I've got some nutter wanting to do a charge of the light brigade. And that little chest piece your wearing won't be stopping any bullets, but let's hope it doesn't come to that for your sake and mine."Turning away after his tirad she caught sight of the mick dentist. "As for you, Nurse McOakley, you can drive all the camp supplies in the cart behind us. Now LOAD EM UP" Cary calmly said "Doctor, Jim. It's Doctor O'Shannon. And uh, we have a problem with the "camp supplies". My supplier, uhm the guys I get all me medical supplies from up at South Dakota, they're running into some problems. Basically if one of ye gets real banged up, there's very little I can do."
Mariam posted on May 05, 2017, 04:05:04 AM Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 05, 2017, 01:02:47 AM Cinciri posted on May 04, 2017, 10:15:28 PM Justinian Ezkantion posted on May 04, 2017, 07:40:09 PM"At long fuckin last. And he brought us dinner too! Now we can get to work. And before you say anything, the mick chick can catch up whenever she damn feels like. I'm tired o' waitin around."Pulling out a map from a corner where only he would be able to find it, he rolled it out over the now-cleared table and pointed at a small town to the west that hadn't been paying its dues in 2 months."This right here is Salutation, a small town of less than a hundred bumpkins that found it was in their best interest to stop payin old Uncle Rufus. Now since this here is a pretty damn small town I've been charged with leadin' the confrontation. Two small gangs like us will be joinin us in case things get hairy, but this is the first time we're gonna be head group. Then we'll take our whole group around that area and shake down similar problem areas till we head south to Wichita. There we'll get more instructions. Way I heard it somethin' big is comin up in Cherokee territory, but we won't rightly know until that happens and we aren't expected to ask, got it? Good. Now take a piss, pack your shit, and get to the stables. Roads ain't so good goin' west, so the motorbikes stay in the garage. If Annie McOakley decides to tag along, old Jose'll keep em safe, otherwise that's her job. Remember to take anything you might need. We won't be comin back for at least a month."With that Jim left the table and grabbed the bags he prepared, expecting the others to do the same.Dima promptly grabbed a small bag, checked that all his lock picks were in order and secured to his side, and made one last check that his leather horn flask was full. Walking over to where he'd set his "knife" (looks more like a bloody cavalry sabre mixed with machete) down earlier, he grabbed the beast of a blade and sheathed it to his side while similtantiously slinging a short cavalry rifle too his back. He slipped on a gambeson and turned back towards the group. "I am ready, I'll get the horses saddled" He stated and headed off to do just that"Hey slow down Shiekh of Araby, what the hell are you wearing? You gonna bring a god damned harem with ya or somethin? If you ever want to get some fuckin puss in this century, you might wanna rethink that outfit. Hell, I'll pay for it. Just please for the love of god tell me you brought some normal clothes with you, I don't need the other gangs thinking I've got some nutter wanting to do a charge of the light brigade. And that little chest piece your wearing won't be stopping any bullets, but let's hope it doesn't come to that for your sake and mine."Turning away after his tirad she caught sight of the mick dentist. "As for you, Nurse McOakley, you can drive all the camp supplies in the cart behind us. Now LOAD EM UP" Cary calmly said "Doctor, Jim. It's Doctor O'Shannon. And uh, we have a problem with the "camp supplies". My supplier, uhm the guys I get all me medical supplies from up at South Dakota, they're running into some problems. Basically if one of ye gets real banged up, there's very little I can do.""Yeah, must've graduated from one of those prestigious medical schools that definitely let in any Irish girl who bats her eyelashes at em. As long as you don't turn into Carrie fuckin Nation we won't have problems, but we ain't goin to South Dakota, so you can buy that shit yourself."