The Cat's Tail

by **Roland Sackville** » Wed Jan 11, 2012 1:37 pm

The doors swung open, and a man in a large poncho and a dark hat strolled in.

"Whiskey," he demanded.

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:39 am

Nate raised an eyebrow at the demand, but poured a whiskey and set it in front of the man.

by **Roland Sackville** » Thu Jan 12, 2012 5:05 pm

He took a long swill.

"Thanks. It's been...it's been too long."

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Fri Jan 13, 2012 9:21 am

"Fallin' off the wagon?"

by **Roland Sackville** » Fri Jan 13, 2012 12:25 pm

"Not 'zactly. Got any grub?"

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Mon Jan 16, 2012 8:26 am

"Some, though this is mostly a waterin' hole and dance hall. If you're lookin' for somethin' fillin', there's better places in town to get it."

by **Roland Sackville** » Mon Jan 16, 2012 1:20 pm

"I need somethin' nowish, and I'll go get somethin' else later."

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Mon Jan 16, 2012 1:54 pm

Nate just shrugged and went back in the back, coming out with some stuff he'd managed to pull together that looked like leftovers from a prepared lunch. "This is the best I've got right now. Sorry."

by **Roland Sackville** » Mon Jan 16, 2012 6:26 pm

Roland wolfed it down, not caring what it looked or tasted like.

"I needed that..."

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 8:58 am

"That'll be a nickel," Nate said, "More whiskey?"

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 1:20 pm

"Yes. Now.

....please," he said, after a pause, digging around in his pocket, and pulling out an odd gold coin.

"This work?"

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 1:31 pm

Nate looked at the coin carefully, trying to decide if it was the real thing or not.

by **Will Stanton** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 2:01 pm

It had some weird picture of a guy in a weird leaf-hat thing on one side, and the letter V in big letters on the back.

It seemed like real gold, at least...

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 2:16 pm

Nate took it, turning it over and over in his hand. "So where are you from, stranger?"

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 3:01 pm

"Outside of town. Just passin' through."

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 3:25 pm

"And have you got a name?" He still seemed to be considering whether or not to accept the coin.

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jan 17, 2012 5:13 pm

"Sometimes."

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 10:18 am

Nate sighed and tossed the coin in the till. Why do all the strange ones come in here? He's probably a wanted man or something.

by **Roland Sackville** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 12:43 pm

The man took of his hat, revealing a shock of blonde hair, rubbing his gritty temples.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 12:52 pm

That was around the time that a red-head and a native in a long duster stepped into the saloon.

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 1:50 pm

Nate looked up, thankful for the distraction, "Can I help you, ladies?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:03 pm

"Were wondering if we could hear some dancing music," she said with her jaw set.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:08 pm

Meanwhile Do'noma looks relatively calm after not being immediately stared or yelled at and is looking around curiously.

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:14 pm

"Sure thing. My regular player's not here right now so you'll have to make do with me," he said, going to sit down at the piano. He started playing a tune, a little rusty, but still decent.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:21 pm

"...I'll have to lead," she said to Do'noma as she held out a hand.

Even though you're the one dressed as a man...

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:25 pm

Do'noma is not really sure what to expect and is still distracted from just listening to the weird but not unpleasant music coming from the wooden box and lets Sam just pull her along.

"Whole song and just one person..." she gawkes.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:47 pm

"It has strings inside, like a harp."

She clasped Do'noma's hand and lifted it up, putting the other hand on the native's hip before beginning to lead her in a simple dance.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:54 pm

"Oh!" she just says, not having expected Sam to be this seemingly forward in what she considers socially fine but she's not about to complain, instead just gladly letting Sam lead her in her bouncing around lightly on her feet. It looks a little awkward but after a while she starts to mimic what Sam does more and more.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:14 pm

"I'm... I'm sorry," she said as a flush came to her cheeks.

"I have to lead because you don't know the steps," she mumbled.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:19 pm

"Why apologize? Is fun!" she smiles, not noticing that thanks to the dancing her tail is somewhat sticking out the back of the duster.

by **Roland Sackville** » Thu Jan 19, 2012 4:44 pm

The stranger raised an eyebrow, resting one hand on his belt.

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 1:05 pm

She cast her gaze to the stranger warily.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 1:13 pm

"Something wrong?" she asks, quietly.

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 1:17 pm

"Nothing. Yet."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 1:18 pm

"Good." she smiles, relieved, and goes back to trying to follow Sam's lead.

by **Nick Varkan** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 5:00 pm

A red-headed man in broad-rimmed black hat and duster stepped through the saloon door. He cast a judgmental eye at the dancers, and snorted derisively as he walked to the bar.

"'Tender! Whiskey!" he rudely demanded, despite Nate's entertaining of the womenfolk.

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 6:15 pm

Nate frowned when he heard the voice and continued playing, "Are you still wearin' your guns? If you are, get out." There was an underlying menace in his voice suddenly.

by **Nick Varkan** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 6:36 pm

"I resent the implication that I lack the good graces to enter such a fine establishment armed," he answered with a drawl and a slight smirk.

by **Nathaniel Davis** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 6:47 pm

"Resent it all you want, but that don't make it any less true," Nate said, finishing up the piece he was playing and stopped. He turned around to stare at Nick. "Pardon me, ladies, I need to attend to some garbage that just showed up."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Fri Jan 20, 2012 6:59 pm

Do'noma looks genuinely disappointed when she looks over her shoulder at who to blame, though her expression quickly changes to worried when she notices her tail has been sticking out between the 'flaps' of the duster. Quickly spinning around to put her back against Sam she puts on a smile for Nate. "No worry."

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