Western RP: play thread

A look of shock appeared on Luis' face as he looked down at one of the bodies. He started cursing in Spanish at Nick. "You killed my brother, you stupid American!"

Catori sighed. "I've lost my racelet. I thought maybe it fell off in here, ut it hasn't." She looked really disappointed.

Buddy overheard the woman's plight and the obvious disppointment in her sigh, as his fingers curled over the bracelet in his vest pocket.

"I'm terribly sorry, ma'am..." the smith smiled weakly, trying to brighten the girl's mood even thru his discouraging words. "I haven't seen..."

"Maybe I can help?" Buddy offered, stepping up to the pair. "Let me finish my business with the smith, and we'll see about finding you your bracelet... can you describe it for me?"

"Yeah, well, he killed a clerk. Maybe he'll think twice next time," Nick said with a slight drunken smile.

"Coward!", Luis shouted, punching him in the face. "He may have been a thief, but at least he knew how to fight fair!"

Nick took the hit and then stood back to his feet, slightly agitated. "I didn't fight unfair. He was running straight for me, and had full sight of me." For the first time, he turned to look Luis in the eye. "And don't ever hit me like that again. Or you will find yourself with your brother." He knew he was the fastest gun in this town, and most of the west. Maybe this man would to, maybe he wouldn't. If he didn't, it only gave him the advantage.

Luis spat at Nick's feet and gave the blacksmith his broken spur to be repaired.

The blacksmith glared at Luis as the vaquero entered his shop and slid the spur across the counter.

"Dadblasted tarnation, Pasilla! I told you your business is no longer wanted around here! That 'outhouse' I hired you to build for me fell flat the first night, and my WIFE was inside it at the time! I'll never serve or hire you or your ilk in my shop again! Take your mangy carcass and broken spur the 6 miles up the creek on over to Bucksville...

of course, you'd better get some good solid boot heels, since you sure won't be riding without a good set of spurs! -heh-"

Buddy finished his purchase and stepped aside with Catori, while the smith and the Mexican vaquero squared off.

Catori sighed. She described the bracelet 's every detail. "And it has a very delicate clasp which I think might have broken, that's probably why it fell off."

Leo entered the saloon, still wringing off his shirt.
"You got anything to drink in this place?" he asked walking towards the bar and removing his hat.
The "bath" had gotten rid of most of the sand in his clothes. As he was walking towards the bar his eyes darted from person to person making mental notes on everyone in there.

Buddy nodded and motioned at the smith, who was still heavily engaged in confrontation with the Mexican. Buddy collected the tiny hapenny nail and pair of pliers, then knelt before the petite, pouting Indian.

"This bracelet forms a circle when worn properly, a sacred hoop..." he said softly, fishing the jewelry from his pocket and draping it gently over the girl's wrist. "But, the sacred hoop is incomplete, something is keeping the precious ends from coming together, from staying together for all eternity..."

The girl squirmed slightly at the tender touch of the white man who bowed before her, and Buddy continued, quietly.

"Somehow, some simple thing brought the 2 ends of this precious thing together, here in this blacksmith's shop..." the gringo held the bracelet ends together and slid the tiny nail between the loops.

"Some force, some kind of 'magic' even, brought these two dangling ends together, to complete the sacred hoop, bringing new life to the precious thing started there that day, in the small shop..."

he twisted the nail tight, but still very gently, locking the bracelet back in place against the small savage's skin, then smiled up at the girl, lifting her freshly-adorned arm to his lips, kissing the back of her hand once, charming her...

"Name's Buddy Reno..." he greeted. "Enchanted to meet you..."

Catori blushed scarlet. "Thank you." she said swallowing a little harder than normal. She was very glad to have her bracelet back and it was fixed. "I'm Catori."

"Catori..." Buddy echoed, rising from his crouch at the girl's feet. "That's Comanche for 'beautiful flower' isn't it?" he smiled.

"If it isn't... it should be..." OK he was babbling now, and had forgotten he was still holding her hand tenderly in his.

Lily got her horse to blacksmith and patiently held the horse like in her native american heritage. She would never steal or take money and why some thought so she would never know. "Sun seeds and moon beams are over the golden sun," she sang in Camouch, her mother used to sing this to her.

Catori looked down at her hand in his. Her blush deepened. What is he thinkng? she wondered bashfully.

Buddy looked around, suddenly self-aware and also aware of the surroundings.

"I'm thinking we oughta get outta here..." he answered the girl's thoughts though she hadn't spken them aloud. The smith and the Mexican might just come to blows, Buddy figured, and this was no place for a lady.

He took a few steps toward the smithy exit, and motioned for Catori to follow...

Chapa was out side waiting. The horse looked at buddy and cocked it's head to the side.

Catori followed Buddy. Once she spotted Chapa her smile broadened. She petted her horse and looked at Buddy. "DO you live here?"

Buddy escorted the fair Indian maiden out of the smith shop, and nodded at her question.

"I do... this week... and as long as my fortune holds..." he took note of her horse, and of the presence of the dark haired dancer he'd remembered from the saloon, and her horse. "Nice horse..."

"Excuse me a moment..." he stepped from Catori's side toward the dancer girl.

"Um, Miss? I wouldn't suggest troubling the smith just now... vaqueros about... could be trouble..." he made a point to point out the Mexican seen arguing with the smith in the tiny shop, then motioned to Catori.

"If you're having trouble with your horse, and don't mind being seen in the company of a scoundrel and a savage," he smiled slightly at his own remark, "We may be able to offer assistance and companionship..." he looked from the dancer to Catori, patiently.

Catori didn't look Lily in the face. She leaned against Chapa who seemed to be sizing the other horse up.

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