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    • Justus kept a close eye on the man as he approached, reassured by the fact that he was being allowed to approach, and that there was no sign of aggression.  He stopped a few feet away.   "Evenin', sir."  Justus nodded with an easy grin, relieved that it seemed this was a friendly bunch.  Most men on drives were, but Justus had learned young that it was best to assume the worst, then be happily surprised.   "Just what are you up too?" It was Dallas, and he was one to ask questions first, rather than just shoot a fellow. "You might oughtta ride on in like a man. There'll be plenty of grub, and you'll be welcome to it." He smiled.   "Thank ya, sir, I might do just that."  While he didn't want to seem too eager, there was no denying that he was grateful for the offer.   "You out here on yer own? Mount up an' I'll ride in with ya jest so's you don't get shot er nuthin'!" The he laughed.   "Yes, sir, I'm alone."  Swinging into the saddle, Justus patted Mule on the neck, then fell into pace beside the man.  "I do appreciate this, sir, I'll work for it, sir, help th' cookie with dishes or some'at."  A thankless job, but it wouldn't do him any harm, and he wouldn't feel so much like mooching.   "Oh, m' name's Justus Wheeler, sir.  I'm headed north, nowhere in particular."   @Flip
    • Mature Content:  Might well be violence.   With: Turk Flagg, Caroline, and who knows else Location: Star Dust Saloon When: Sept/ 1876 Time of Day: Early evening     Now Turk had never been to this part of Montana previously but  seemed like a nice enough quiet town. Actually peaceful towns were not exactly good for his sort of occupation but then he had not ridden in with any specific job in mind.  He was between jobs, just last week he'd delivered a prisoner to a small town south of Kalispell, the man had been a wanted rustler. Fellow whined the whole way back right up to jail that he was innocent. Turk then just pointed out he was neither judge nor jury, tell it to someone who cared. Least he had some cash in his pocket. And where better to spend a bit of it then in the town's only saloon apparently. Least only one he could spot.   Entering into the place thru the swinging bat doors, he took in the joint. Decent enough, he'd seen many worse, some better. On this weekday night it was not crowded but there were a few folks at the bar and some others gathered around tables, most tables holding card games. He didn't go for cards though and on those rare occasions when he had, he usually lost money. Nope, keep it simple, get a drink or two or four.   As he sidled up to the bar, the bartender was presently occupied with another customer so he paused to take a second scan of the place. And who should he see but...................   "Caroline?  Caroline Mundee," he made sure he said those words loud enough the woman could hear him as she  a good distance away, holding a tray of drinks.   Caroline not only picked up on her name but recognized the voice and turned to see just to make certain. The look on her face made it plain she knew the speaker alright as she broke out into a wide smile.   "Well, I'll be !  Gimme a minute," she called back then hurried to finish her on duty errand, duly placing the tray in front of four card players, "Here ya are, boys. Enjoy!"    Turk nodded and just leaned with his back against the bar, watching her every move. She sure was as pretty as the last time they'd seen each other. He never took his eyes off her as she then approached and in a few seconds the two embraced in a quick but heartfelt hug.   "Turk! I had heard rumors you were dead," Caroline declared when they broke it up.   "Nope, I can truly assure you that I am not. Yer lookin' fine as always," he grinned.   Caroline looked past him for a moment, "Ralph, break out one of the good bottles and pour us two shots, will ya, hon?"    "Shit! How much that gonna cost me now?"  Turk knew her routine alright, they'd become friends in Helena when she worked a saloon there.   "Nah! On the house! I'm real glad ta see you again," Caroline then leaned into the bar next to him, they had some catching up to do alright.              
    • Four good men was all he needed, and Granger knew just the men for the job. Men that would kill anyone that threatened the ranch in any way, shape, or form. Of course, that went doe any number of of the Evergreen hands, the men he wanted would be the worst, and most dangerous of the hands Elias Steelgrave employed   The first one he ran on to was the stocky built Dutch, the only name they knew him by, but that was enough. He rode up next to the man, "Dutch, Mister Steelgrave has a job for you."   Dutch looked to him, knowing if the old man wanted him for a job it wouldn't be nurse maiding no cows. "Sure Granger, what's he got in mind?"   "Might be some Lost Lake men trailing Carson, they need to be stopped." It was quick and blunt.   "Right up my alley, Granger. Start now?" Dutch asked.   "I'll Get Treach, Watts, and Deckerd. Mister Steelgrave wants you boys to be sure they start it."    "Easy as pie. If you want I'll go for 'em, know right where they are and well just head that way." Dutch offered with a grin that was far from friendly.   "Sure Dutch, go ahead. Anything happens, you hightail it back here." Granger  replied to which Dutch nodded and spurred his horse.           Dutch                                      Treach                             Watts                       Deckerd
    • The conversation with Misses Thornton-Carlton had been informative, though she had not said when these hands from the Lost Lake would be in town for supplies. In New Mexico Territory they generally went once a month, unless they were in need of something or they got word an order had come in, which was rare, the Apaches saw to that. No one was willing to take the chance . But this here might be different. The Lost Lake was not so far from town as the Lazy S was to Lordsburg, nor as dangerous.   So, the hotel looked to be the place he'd stay until these hands rode in, and it would certainly give him a chance to meet some folks, like she said, see who his allies were. And from, what he had learned so far, the trouble ran deep between the Lost Lake and this Evergreen Ranch, and then toss in the son and his pack of animals. Things could get terminal real quick. This was shaping up to be far more than he had bargained for when he left New Mexico. But he was there now, so he could run, or stay, and Tyrell Thornton was not much for running.
    • Speed took the time to let Alice and her father know where he was going, and why, then mounted up and started out for the fort. He'd not been there, he had seen it in passing, and it was a welcome sight with the Indians out. He understood that the Military had no jurisdiction in town, and likely they might not be willing to help, yet, then again, they might. Protecting citizens was their job. And just because the ones Speed was asking them to protect were in town with active lawmen, A large contingent of outlaws  posed a significant threat.   The outlaws, be it Cases' gang or Elias' riders, or both together, it would be more than a handful lawmen could handle, even with the townsfolk defending their town. True, most had served in the War Between the States, but that had been over ten years ago, and true they had fought Indians and outlaws, yet these men were settled down now and past getting into gun trouble. And maybe it wouldn't come. Maybe Neither Steelgrave wanted to tangle with the town and it's people. Yet going to talk with the Army made sense, even if they couldn't really help out right then.

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With: Clara, Charlie
Location: Mainstreet boardwalk, Kalispell
When: Early July
Time of Day: Morning

 

 

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Clara had just emerged from the general store carrying a basket of goods she had purchased for the Lick Skillet.The basket was full but with nothing too heavy excepting the flour bag or too delicate, excepting the dozen eggs nestled on top, wouldn't want those to break. All necessities for baking though but she was used to this errand and had never dropped a basket before.

 

Married life was settling in for her, she felt. Some things had changed but others remained routine such as her job in the diner, which she still loved. Though Jacob had a farm background like her and originally she told him he should continue to be a farmer, she now had ambivalent feelings about farm life. She liked being in town maybe being a farmer's wife was not for her. 

 

But it was not all smooth. On occasion she would notice local ladies seeing her and then whispering among themselves. In fact one busybody actually stopped to tell her that she had been much too young to marry so early. And the woman had ended with a cryptic  "you don't fool anyone you know" before walking off nose in the air. Clara had been very unlike her natural self that time merely taking it silently and continuing on her way. It had taken all her self control not to snap back with some choice comments of her own. Still that would only have made it all worse.

 

And then, who should be coming toward her then on the same side of the boardwalk, but Charlie. Wait.....was he wearing a badge?  A lawman's badge? No, that couldn't be. Who in their right mind would hire a young man like Charlie for such a vital and , yes, dangerous job? 

 

There was no avoiding him now, not that she should have to avoid him anyhow. It was her life and she could live it like she wished. Guess same went for him too of course.

 

"Hello, Charlie."

 

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After a tour of the Marshall's office and the rest of the municipal buildings, one of the first things he had to do was get to know the lay of the town better.  Marshall Guyer had told him that he needed to know what was what and where was where, especially side streets and the alleys.  If there was a disturbance at a certain store he needed to know where it was and not waste precious time trying to find it.

 

So, it was on his first day as a deputy, he found himself walking down main street and smack dab right into Clara.  He couldn't avoid by crossing the street as she had probably seen him already and so he continued to make his way towards her.

 

"Hello, Charlie."

 

Charlie tipped his hat, "Ma'am."

 

Since she was now a married woman, he couldn't call her by her first name anymore, which made him sad.  Their relationship, for what it was, could never be the same again and the less time he spent her company the better.  In the month or so, since she hadn't gotten married, he had been slowly coming to terms with the fact that what he had felt for her was a one-way street.  Even if she felt something for him more than friendship, it didn't matter any longer.

 

However, as a deputy, he supposed he would have to make some sort of conversation with her, even if it was just to foster some goodwill.  "I hear that you're running the Lick Skillet in Mrs. Pike's absence.  I hope all is well there."

 

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Ma'am? Clara had not expected that! They had been on a first name basis even back on the ranch and at the dance too.

 

"I am still Clara," she pointed out softly.

 

At least he stopped and was not simply going to saunter on past her, that was something.

 

  "I hear that you're running the Lick Skillet in Mrs. Pike's absence.  I hope all is well there."

 

"Oh yes, I am but Eme....Mrs. Pike still is the owner. No one could replace her. But yes, things are going as well as could be expected," she nodded.

 

"I take it you know then that I am married now? To Jacob Lutz," she announced, it was a small town and news traveled fast plus it was indeed in the local newspaper.

 

Then she couldn't hold it in any longer, "Nice badge. Is that not a deputy's badge?"

 

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"I take it you know then that I am married now? To Jacob Lutz," she announced, it was a small town and news traveled fast plus it was indeed in the local newspaper.

 

"I know," Charlie answered solemnly and left it at that.

 

Then she couldn't hold it in any longer, "Nice badge. Is that not a deputy's badge?"

 

"Yes, it is.  In fact it's my first day today.  Marshall Guyer has decided to give me a chance and teach me what he knows," he paused for a moment to remember that Clara knew about his drinking problem.  "And before you ask, yes he does know about my vices.  About a month ago, I made a promise to myself and a few other people to give up drinking for good.  I don't intend to go back on this promise, not for you or anybody else."

 

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Well then, it wasn't just for show. It seemed the sheriff had went and hired on Charlie to be a deputy. Surprising to say the least. Guess he didn't like being a cowboy on the Lost Lake ranch?

 

"Well congratulations then, Charlie," Clara really did wish him well. And it wasn't the most safe of jobs.

 

"And before you ask, yes he does know about my vices.  About a month ago, I made a promise to myself and a few other people to give up drinking for good.  I don't intend to go back on this promise, not for you or anybody else."

 

Clara frowned, what was that supposed to mean?

 

"Excuse me? Go back on your promise for me? What do I have to do with either your drinking or your keeping your word? Surely you are not implying I was the cause of your ...vice?"

 

Why did he always do this? Say something to rile her up?

 

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Charlie frowned.  He hadn't meant to say that she was part of the problem.  Almost every time he saw Clara, he had a habit of blurting out what he was really thinking or feeling.  "Look I'm sorry if I implied that you're the cause of my vice.  My vice started long before I met you.  It's just that you...well it's just that you..."

 

He stopped not knowing what else to say.  However, a question came to the front of his mind that he now wanted to know the answer to.  "Why Lutz?"

 

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So there he was yet again, apologizing for something he said to her. That was all well and good, but it might help if he actually learned his lesson and didn't do it anymore. But he couldn't quite finish this one.

 

"My vice started long before I met you.  It's just that you...well it's just that you..."

 

"I what?" Clara prodded, he was apparently undermining his own apology with something new?

 

"Why Lutz?"

 

"Why as in why did I marry him?" Clara thought the question a mite too general but was still more than willing to answer.

 

"Because right from the very first time I met  Jacob he was the perfect gentleman, he was kind to me, he did not criticize, he had only compliments. And I knew it...from the start I just knew he was sincere, genuine. We just hit it off," she tried her best to explain but then some things weren't logical anyhow.

 

"Yes, we were undoubtedly impetuous but when he asked me to marry him, I did not have the slightest hesitation. I just knew. He was the one."

 

 

 

 

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Charlie slowly shook his head.  "To me, you were someone who deserved to be courted properly so that you would have time to get used to it.  I never thought that you were the type to jump straight into something without thinking long and hard about it. What you did was impetuous, and I hope that in years to come you won't regret it."

 

Feeling the need to clarify more, Charlie went on, "What I mean to say is that you're only sixteen. You've never really had the chance to do all the things you should have and now you never will.  Despite the arguments we always seem to get into, I really do care for you, Clara and I wanted to...well I just wanted to."

 

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Clara gave him the courtesy of hearing him out but that didn't mean she agreed with what he said.

 

"I already admitted I was impetuous but I do not agree with you that I did not think it out. Frankly you have no idea what I considered or did not consider," she countered.

 

"And the way you talked to me when we did converse those few times, I had absolutely no idea you had any ideas about courting me. Though once I met Jacob, it would not have mattered," she added.

 

He went on, "Despite the arguments we always seem to get into, I really do care for you, Clara and I wanted to...well I just wanted to."

 

"You know, Charlie, IF you really do care for me like you say you do, then you would wish me the best in my future and be happy for me that I have found someone I love. Just as I now am going to wish you the best of luck in your deputy job and hope and pray you stay safe because I do not wish anything bad happen to you."

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Charlie was now at a point of not knowing quite what to say.  The way she talked about Lutz made him sound like he was a knight in shining armour.  He wondered how Clara would handle it when the chinks started to show.  In the month or so since their wedding, he had heard a few stories about Jacob Lutz and most of them weren't very favourable.

 

Still, there was nothing he could do now and the last thing he wanted to do was to make out that he was happy about her union.  He sighed heavily, "I'm sorry Clara.  Maybe I should have made my intentions more clearer but I thought you were and are still too young.  To say that I am pleased about your marriage would be a lie."

 

He lowered his head slightly,  "The only thing I can offer you is that I hope that your husband will do his best when the future comes and that you won't suffer if he doesn't."

 

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"I'm sorry Clara.  Maybe I should have made my intentions more clearer but I thought you were and are still too young.  To say that I am pleased about your marriage would be a lie."

 

Clara frowned but that soon turned into a glare. And after she had just told him she wished for the very best for his new law career.

 

"The only thing I can offer you is that I hope that your husband will do his best when the future comes and that you won't suffer if he doesn't."

 

She was not going to stand here and be hurt like this. Oh, she wanted to say more but what good would it do and what difference would it make? None.

 

"We are done here. I will never make the same mistake again of trying to talk to you. We have nothing further to say. Good day to you, Deputy," she said thru gritted teeth then stepped to one side of him and kept on walking.

 

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Charlie frowned and then shook his head slightly as Clara walked off.  Part of him regretted not being more tactful but a part of him wasn't sorry.  It was best that they parted the way they did.  Anything more friendlier and that might have given him cause to hope that if anything happened to her husband, he would have a chance.  A chance was the last thing he wanted now that she was another man's wife.

 

From now on, whenever he encountered her it would be in his official capacity as deputy and she would be treated the same as any other married woman in the community.  However, deep down he knew that if she ever got into trouble, he would be the first to rush to her side and from what he knew of Jacob Lutz, that was a distinct possibility.  Considering how young both of them were, they had a lot of growing up to do.

 

A small smile appeared on Charlie's face.  Maybe sometime in the future, he and Clara could be friends again, when he could look at her without feeling that he missed out on something.  In the meantime, he had a lot of growing up to do himself.  With that thought in mind, he continued his rounds of the town.

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ooc: End thread?   As usual it ends badly between them 😋

 

Edit: Yep...a good or is a bad place to end ;)

 

 

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