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Trouble in Western Gallia
RazDate: Fr, 12.April.13, 6:20 PM | Message # 26
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I saw a caravan stop while I walked towards it. I was walking to a town a bit away from here, I needed a place to sleep, I was getting tired and my legs hurt.

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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 12.April.13, 8:19 PM | Message # 27
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It was at that time I decided to leave the town, and followed a wagon, seeing a woman emerging from it. I intinctivly hid behind a rock and watched quietly.


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RazDate: Fr, 12.April.13, 8:21 PM | Message # 28
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I walked up to the caravan that had stopped and waved to get a driver's attention. The driver looked at me and I pulled out a map and placed my finger on a city then pulled out a Pocket watch. I watched the supplies carriage, thinking I saw something move.

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NarutardDate: Fr, 12.April.13, 10:52 PM | Message # 29
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Gaea slipped out of the carriage and nosed around, searching for food. If she could just find the cook...

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 0:43 AM | Message # 30
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I bowed to the man then walked over to the girl, my hand was on the revolver.

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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 13.April.13, 1:40 AM | Message # 31
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I finally got a good look at the girl, and had my own hand on my own revolver.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 12:37 PM | Message # 32
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Gaea felt unease as she moved through the caravan. She wasn't being careful, several had seen her, but they made no move towards her. She stepped out into the open with no reaction and realized she had snagged a gypsy caravan. A safe haven in hell. She walked casually towards the cook's tent now.

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 2:19 PM | Message # 33
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A pulled out a wanted poster from my pocket and unfolded it, Gaea. I out the poster away and followed her.

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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 13.April.13, 2:40 PM | Message # 34
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I looked at the encampment of gypsies, having followed the wagon there, and kept myself behind the rock.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 3:36 PM | Message # 35
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(Dillon, it's a caravan smile lots of wagons, Gypsies always on the move.)
Gaea pushed open the tent flap and walked in. The cook regarded her with wary eyes and she could see the recognition in them but he made no comment, only smiled. "Welcome, thief, hungry?" He asked, holding out a grubby spoon.


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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 3:45 PM | Message # 36
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I followed Gaea into the tent and sat down next to her then showed her the wanted poster.

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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 4:01 PM | Message # 37
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Gaea looked at it and smirked. "You can't arrest me here, Anthro," I hissed.

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 4:31 PM | Message # 38
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I looked at her "Did she just call me an Anthro?" I thought and cocked my head at her.

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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 13.April.13, 5:13 PM | Message # 39
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I made my way to the other caravans, and sighed  as heard the gypsies  hiss at me


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EquinoxDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 5:52 PM | Message # 40
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While on the train, I was cleaning the blade of my axe.

"Dont drink too much Alexander, last time you caused a bit too much ruckus on the train."


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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:17 PM | Message # 41
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Gaea hmphed and took the food. "That poster doesn't matter here."

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:28 PM | Message # 42
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Name:  James "Rainy" Hunter
age:  19
gender:  Male
Race: Human
Type: N/A
weapons: Dual M1911A1's
History:  James' family has always been rich, which meant he was rather spoiled as a child. as years went on he got into a lot of trouble (Fighting, stealing, Ect.) and always took his punishment with pride. On a rainy night when he was 16 he bought his mask and stole his father's M1911A1's to hunt down a gang who were harassing everyone in town. No one would stand up to the gang, even the law enforcer's let them do what they wanted out of fear. The raped, killed, and enslaved whoever they felt, but they struck a cord in James' mind when they raped a girl who was his childhood friend. In the middle of the night he headed towards their meeting place, they were having a slave trade in the middle of the forest with another gang. James' walked towards them firing, each shot was unnaturally precise as he fired unconsciously until everyone was dead and his Magazines were empty.
any relations or business involvement with other characters: None.
personality: Cocky, Easily upset, Easily distracted, Open-minded, Street smart, somewhat book smart, gets bored rather quickly, easily annoyed, Smart-ass, Perverted.
Occupation:  Bounty Hunter
Other: N/A
Attachments: 2033604.jpg(95.9 Kb)


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Message edited by Raz - Sa, 13.April.13, 6:30 PM
 
RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:32 PM | Message # 43
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I pulled out a piece of paper and pen, "What makes you think I can't carry you to the nearest town?" I put down the pen and put my hand on my Revolver.

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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:40 PM | Message # 44
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The cook interrupted. "Because if any gypsy saw you with that here, this entire caravan would turn on you in an instant and subdue you instead." Gaea smiled from where she sat.

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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:40 PM | Message # 45
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(Sorry, I hadn't read it thoroughly)

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:43 PM | Message # 46
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I looked at the Cook and wrote down another thing, "then I won't use my guns."

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Message edited by Raz - Sa, 13.April.13, 6:45 PM
 
NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:49 PM | Message # 47
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Gaea rolled her eyes and kept eating. "Okay," she shrugged.

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:52 PM | Message # 48
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I continued to sit there, observing everything around me, thinking of the different calibers the Gypsies would have, most likely .22 rimfire, 9mm hand guns and .357 hollow point revolvers and rifles.

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NarutardDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:55 PM | Message # 49
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Gaea took a second bowl and ate, feeling her strength returning.

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RazDate: Sa, 13.April.13, 6:57 PM | Message # 50
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I stood up, pulled out my revolver, popped out the rounds and placed it on the table along with a speed loader.

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Message edited by Raz - Sa, 13.April.13, 7:06 PM
 
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