Caroline Mundee

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1. 

   Trouble Ends (Out Where the Blue Begins)

   Tuesday at 05:08 PM

   The obviously ambushed and uncomfortable fellow now spoke up, “I err…  Miss Arabella is doing me the courtesy of repairing my trousers.”
    
   "Oh, she is then is she?" Caroline could see with her own eyes but looks can be deceiving. Maybe they were about to do something quite different.
    
   Unsmiling, for once, Caroline nodded at Ara's introduction, "Jim."
   Nope that was wrong....
    
   "James then," Caroline tried for it again.
    
   "Oh" Arabella calmly declared,"I tried to kill myself and Jim split his pants savin' my life!"
    
   "What?" Caroline was surprised, well about the first part mostly. What the hell?
    
   "That's a whole lot to take in, hon," she first addressed her piano player then reserved a withering look for the tall young man.
    
   "Look here, James whatever you said, this is a saloon not a whore house. If you are thinkin' of anything with this young miss, our boss, Miss Devereau don't allow no prostitution on the property. Besides which ain't she a bit young for you?"
    
   Actually it didn't matter a hoot what justification he might give, there was no way Caroline was going to allow Arabella to be............well...just not gonna happen. She was being nice - so far. This James jasper did not wanna see her NOT nice. It wouldn't go well for him.
    
   
2. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   Sunday at 04:09 PM

   "Yep - on the house. Oh, you bein' a foreigner and all maybe you don't know what that means, sorry!" it suddenly came to Caroline.
    
   "What I'm sayin' is you can have a free drink, I will pay for it. I don't make a habit of doin' that for just any customer but it's not an impo....imposition," she now explained more clearly.
    
   "As for visiting the place, I like to think it's always a good experience if I have anything to do with it. You really should drop in sometime, hon," Caroline beamed.
   
3. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 29

   Well, looky there! She actually stumped him with her question about the ammo but he reacted with gentlemanly kindness, willing to throw in a box of ammo as part of the deal. Well, almost free, if she fired them apparently she had to pay for the shots fired. Oh well , hopefully she wouldn't have to fire a single shot.
    
   "Good, I'll take em then. I expect you'll get 'em all back too," she accepted the box with a smile.
    
   He also apprised her of his expectations regarding the repairs.
    
   "If you'll return this time next week, I hope to have your derringer in fine working order, and if not it'll be no less than three days after that."
    
   "Oh alright then. Hopefully I will remember that," she gave a little shrug.
    
   "Say there, you've been so nice ta me, I'd like to return the favor. Tell ya what, why don't you come inta the saloon sometime and ask fer me if I'm not about but I practically live there so that shouldn't be a problem. Then I will buy you a drink on the house," she suddenly offered.
    
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4. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 27

   IC:   Caroline watched him bring out another possible gun for her to use while she waits for this part from Helena. It looked quite different than her model. She liked it immediately.
    
   "That's a pretty gun," she gushed, he was probably unused to hearing his merchandise called 'pretty' but welcome to Caroline's world.
    
   "It loads similarly to your Remington, though of course, holding four shots rather than two, with a little toggle here to open the breech, load the rounds into the barrels, close the breech, cock the hammer, and fire. Yours, as I say, for forty cents a week."
    
   She nodded as she then picked it up, it felt good and it would be able to be properly hidden within her wardrobe, a necessity for any weapon she would want.
    
   "I like it. I like it a lot, you got yerself a deal, hon," she grinned as she then fished into that dress of hers for some coins.
    
   "Does that forty cents include ammo?" she suddenly thought to ask.
    
    
    
    
   
5. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 25

   "Oh, you have a sharp wit, Miss."
    
   Aha, that got a smile out of him, Caroline was pleased. She liked people she dealt with to be happy.  Then, icing on the cake, she succeeded in getting him to call her by her name. Now that was progress indeed.
    
   "The gun can be fixed, but the camwheel is, like you say - a goner. I will need a replacement piece, which will need to be sent for, and likely carried up in a regular shipment from Missoula. It will realistically be a process of a week or two, I'm afraid."
    
   The saloon woman gave a bit of a pout, "Oh, well......shit. Do what you hafta do then, I'll pay."
    
     It seemed he had something to offer though, "Alternatively, for a small fee, I could offer you a similar weapon in the interim, if your personal defense situation cannot wait that long."
    
   "Well, you understand I don't exactly plan out when the dangerous stuff comes at me. Not like I put down  'drunken gunman...appointment on Thursday evening' in my note book," Caroline grinned, amused even at the thought of it.
    
   "So yeah, I could use a spare then. Depending on this here small fee? " she lifted one eyebrow.
    
   "Take mercy on a gunless helpless little lass, won't you?" now she was hamming it up but good.
    
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6. 

   Trouble Ends (Out Where the Blue Begins)

   July 24

   There was a sudden and hasty knock on the room door only to be followed by it being opened without waiting on an answer and in stepped a blonde young woman, likely in her early twenties if James was a good guesser. The woman was wrapped in a bathrobe and barefoot. It also would be a pretty safe guess that she had no other clothes on beneath that robe!
    
   "Hey hon, I............" she stopped mid-sentence upon sight of this man standing next to Arabella without a pair of trousers on.
    
   "Oh shit!  Ummm, I didn't know you had company, kiddo," Caroline gave Arabella a look like  'what the devil?' and then switched to glaring at the man.
    
    
   
7. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 24

   The gunsmith now had to really show his skills as he proceeded to take the whole damn gun apart and quite deftly too. Caroline was impressed.
    
   "Yer good with your hands for an older gent, ya know?" she complimented him and threw in a teasing zinger too but with an infectious grin.
    
   "Aha!" he said, with steady fingers he reached down to pluck out the camwheel, and held it up to the afternoon light. "Here is your culprit, Ms. Mundee. The wheel's notches have worn quite severely. Likely the hammer was not falling with sufficient energy to strike the primer."
    
   "Caroline, hon, just Caroline, I ain't one for fancy titles," she quickly commented but then squinted for a closer look.
    
   "Oh alright then, so....................give it to me straight, doctor, can it be saved or is my gun a goner?" as usual she was having fun, not a lot bothered her.
   
8. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 23

   "That sounds quite frightening." Oskar remarked, "and a lucky thing too, that it turned out alright."
    
   "Very lucky. Oh well, when it's yer time to die, yer gonna die but not before. It's fate," Caroline shrugged. "And yeah that was the second most frightened I've ever been my whole life."
    
   She watched as he continued to examine and then even dismantle the gun with complete confidence and focus.  It was plain he took his job as earnestly as she took hers. He also had a question again.
    
   "Were you using any special ammunition?" he asked, narrowing down the potential diagnosis. "Anything other than .41 short?"
    
   "Special? I don't know, just the rounds they came with when I bought it. Tell ya the truth there, hon, they all look kinda short to me," she grinned.
   
9. 

   Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

   July 20

   The man picked up her gun then and began to examine it so she watched him, especially the expressions on his face. He certainly was focused from what she could tell.
    
   Then the fellow lowered the hammer and put the derringer down, "Well, what was the nature of the misfire? Was there a poor powder burn? That is - did smoke emerge from the barrel at all? Or would it simply not fire and the hammer never fell?"
    
   "Nature of it? The damn thing didn't work," Caroline frowned but he had follow up questions.
    
   "Nope, no powder burn. No smoke, cuz nothin' happened when I pulled the trigger. The hammer moved but no bang ...no nothin. Then the fella whose face I was aiming at got mad and slapped it outta my hand to the floor then belted me a good one too. I thought I was a goner then when he pulled out his own gun, a revolver, don't ask me what kind. Lucky for me, another fella shot him down like the dog he was. He got blood splattered all over my dress too when he fell on top of me."
    
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10. 

    Well, Can Ya Fix It ?

    July 19

    Caroline laughed, "Well, not sure I wanted to hear I share the same name with some king of Sweden. He should have stuck to male names, ya know?"
     
    The man admitted he had mingled with some pretty swell sorts of individuals such governors, dukes, and some unknown bunch but he agreed with her opinion his choice of calling was probably a wise one.  She liked his accent too. It only added to his gentlemanly look. But she really had come here for a practical reason not chatter so..........
     
    "Alrighty then, gimme a minute..." she reached into some pocket of that scarlet dress of hers and then extracted a small firearm, a derringer.
     
    
    "There ya go...don't worry. It ain't loaded, not like it would matter. The damned thing can't be trusted," she plopped it down on the counter.
     
    "And no, I didn't just get it. I've had it a few years. Worked just fine ...well, I think. But last time I needed it to shoot, it missfired. Almost got me killed too," she gave a dramatic sigh.
     
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