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Post by Jacky on Nov 21, 2011 12:50:15 GMT
Cecelia entered the saloon just as Nicolas headed upstairs, so she overheard part of Jax and Jane's conversation. She wiped the dust from one of the tables in the room, and carefully perched on its edge. "We mostly found food. A life supply of beans and such. At least we won't starve here," She said.
She actually quite liked that they had found this place.. where Nicolas had acces to medication, and they all had food and a roof over their heads for now. So she looked over to Jax, a hopeful expression on her face. "I suppose we could stay here a while? Even if the lawmen know about this town, they certainly won't go looking for us here, right? Who would stay in a deserted town?"
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 21, 2011 15:23:14 GMT
"There's nothing much they can do in a town like this, noone to question or help them out so hopefully they won't even bother coming through here" Jax said, hoping he was right. "But we can't stay here long, as soon as your boy is up and running again we're out. Our plans have been stretched enough, we need to get to Cali" he said, bringing half a bottle of whiskey to the table.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 21, 2011 19:00:50 GMT
"That sounds fine to me," Cecelia said, relieved that they could pause here for at least a while. She moved from the table to one of the chairs, and rested her head on her palms. She was rather tired after these days of being on the run. "Do you suppose even the beds are dusty in this place?" She smirked, considering calling it an early night.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 21, 2011 20:08:05 GMT
"And probably crawling with bedbugs" Jane added, rather sleeping on the floor then on a bed..
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Post by Jacky on Nov 22, 2011 7:54:51 GMT
"I think I'll go test that," Cecelia got to her feet. "I feel like I could sleep for a decade. Good night," She smiled at them, before she too headed upstairs to find a bed.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 28, 2011 16:52:42 GMT
"g'night" Jane looked over to Jax "I eh... you gonna stand watch?" she asked him
"Nah, don't think so,seems dead enough here to get some sleep aswel" He smirked, "why?"
"It's spooky here.. wanna shack up ?" she asked him. Her question was answered by a nod and they both headed up the stairs to get some sleep like everyone else.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 28, 2011 20:36:29 GMT
When Nicolas woke up the next morning, he felt infinitely better than he had in days. Long hours in a deep, dreamless sleep, in combination with disinfectant and a good dose of anesthetics, had really done wonders. The wound hurted still, but it had stopped bleeding and looked a somewhat healtier colour. He managed to fix himself with a new bandage, then got to his feet and left the room.
It was quiet in the saloon so he presumed the others were still asleep. He used the oppertunity to explore the place. He found several vacant rooms, which seem to have been left behind in a hurry. In one, he found a discarded pistol. In another, a collection of books (he took the most interesting looking one and pocketed it). In a third, a box of matches (always convenient) and a box of jewellery (which he wasn't interested in). In the fourth room, he pulled open the wardrobe and found it still piled with men's clothing. Glancing down at his blood-drenched, torn, and muddy attire, he figured he could do with a change of clothes.
After he changed into a new set of dark grey tailored suit trousers, a vest and jacket, Nicolas left his wandering for what it was, and headed downstairs. The saloon was almost eerily quiet. Rays of sunlight were pouring in from the window, made clearly visible in the amount of dust in the air. He walked through to the bar, his footsteps echoing, and pulled open some cupboards until he found something to eat. With his newly found breakfast, he went to sit at one of the tables. He kicked his feet onto the table comfortably, cracked open the book he'd salvaged upstairs, and slowly chewed his breakfast while he read the first page.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 29, 2011 9:36:55 GMT
(yay big post  ) Jax was the first to wake up and he got out of bed, trying not to wake Jane. She could use some extra sleep. During the night she had woken him up, telling him she heard voices and squeaky doors. It had frightened her quite a lot and even though he tried to calm her down, when he went back to sleep she couldn't get an eye closed.. Jax went downstairs, finding Nicolas in the saloon. "morning. how you feeling?" he asked, though the sight of Nicolas was enough to answer that question. He looked refreshed and cleaned up in his new clothes, definitely better than the day before. |
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Post by Jacky on Nov 29, 2011 10:13:36 GMT
"Better." Nicolas answered, once he'd finishing the paragraph he was reading. He looked over to Jax and smirked, "This place was a lucky find. As far as I'm concerned, first class hotels couldn't compete." He said, feeling refreshed after a simple good night's sleep and the access to decent medication.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 29, 2011 10:30:04 GMT
"yeah, we're pretty lucky" he agreed, "though we should head to california soon.." he added, then mumbled after it "you know, you don't want to miss the sherriff in case he;'s on the move again". It wasn't his reason for going to Cali, but at least it made sense as to why he was in a hurry to get there..
Jane came down the stairs in a hurry, "This place is haunted and scary" she greeted them, not at all agreeing with the lucky find.
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