Western RP: play thread

dan grinned, staring at the window. "how much do you spose a new window would cost?" he would have to get the money from hell later.

Saya was holding her bleeding neck. The wound wasn't bad but if it were to get infected she would die out here away from any real town. "I don't see why you are laughing about this. I wont be able to get a new window until a trader comes through. It's hard to get glass out here."

King ov Hell held his arm, laughing as if someone told a joke "hmm..this town is going to be alot more fun to destroy than i thought" he ran into a cellar of an empty bar "this will be alot of fun killing these pitiful fools"

dan reloaded his revolver and placed it back in its holster. he ripped the knife out of the butt of the shotgun. "well, we can be sure that he owes you some." he placed the knife in a smalll leather pouch under his jacket. "so, any place in town you'd like to get dinner at?" he grinned his old, cocky ((no pun intended)) grin.

Saya rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to tend to her neck. "No, I have to get back to the saloon. Where is Dix?"

"dont know, last i checked he was right next to me outside." he turned and started looking around for dix.

Saya nodded and went back to the room. "Go find him and make sure he is ok. I'll clean up the glass then head back to the saloon. I'll meet you there ok?"

"sure thing." he whistled a tune as he stepped out. he looked around for dix. "now where could he be?"

King ov Hell laughed at his wound "stupid, dirty humans, thinking they can harm me with their pathetic weapons...those bastards shall pay for this inconvience...now," he rip a part of his shirt off and tightly wrapped it around his wound slowing the flow of blood "where is my precious hostage at?"

Saya grabbed a broom and started sweeping up the broken glass. The glass outside will be much harder to clean up. Oh well. She only wanted to get back to the Saloon.

King got up and pulled his trench back on "Hell shall be risen yet again on this town" he walked out into the sun tightening his spikes and choker, his boots crunching the sand under his feet. smiling he handed back torward the saloon for more fun in this town

The glass was mostly cleaned up. It wil have to wait. With a heavy sigh she left her home and returned to her place behind the counter. It was quiet today. Usually they had three or four in here.. Strange.

after dropping of the last body in the back, King ov Hell wiped his dagger clean of the blood and headed torward the saloon again "now if anymore unwelcomed bastards are here, they shall meet a worse death than they did" he was standing about 20 feet away from the saloon's doors and laughed wickedly, a little loud for a surprise he thought.

Saya's eyes widened and she dropped the glass she was cleaning. Quickly she ran into the back room and locked the door, backing as far away from the door as she could. "Dear god not him again!" She gripped the cross the hung from her neck and listened.

King heard the glass break and footsteps in the saloon "ahhhh, my hostage is back at work. how wonderful and how inconvient." he walked through the doors and smiled knowing full well what was behind the back door "come out, come out wherever you are my dear" he laughed wickedly threw his dagger at the door, getting the blade lodged into the wood

She put her hand over her mouth to muffle a scream as the blade forced its way through the wood. Seeing the tip made her heart sink. 'Just stay quiet. He'll get bored and leave, just stay quiet."

King smiled, taking a bottle of whiskey and taking a few shots. after he was done he threw the bottle at the dagger, forcing it in more "Saya my dear, you can come out now...you have a customer"

She whimpered and watched the bagger force its way further. "I'm not coming out for you, I'd rather die then surve you." She took off her cross and hung it over the blade of the dagger. 'Theres a surprise for you, you bastard.' She thought.

King smiled and grabbed the dagger. the touch of it on his skin burned like hot iron "SON OF A *****!! god damned cross!" he kciked the door, feeling it crack under his boots. "your coming out and your going to die faster if you don't...now come out!"

She jumped and wrapped the cross tighter around the dagger. "Go to hell... Or heaven... Or where ever you dont want to go I dont care just GO AWAY!" Sh backed further away and pulled a paring knife from one of the boxes. She used the knife for peeling apples but it might come in handy here.