faderift | Open - A gunslingers day in the Gallows

WHO: Open
WHAT: Open post for anyone wanting to talk to a Weird Western, card slinging huckster
WHEN: Now
WHERE: Various, see posts
NOTES: None

I. Inside Kirkwall, at the training grounds, Jang is practicing. She’s got a bow, a stack of arrows next to her, and the target set downrange has an almost notable lack or arrows in it. Anyone watching her firing the bow would be able to tell very quickly that she’s never really fired one before. Her stance is wrong, she’s holding the bow wrong and just about anything she could be doing wrong, she is. Frankly it’s a bit amazing that she’s holding the bow right way up.

II. In the gallows in the merchant district, she is walking around the stalls and crafters, trying to find anyone who looks like they may be good at their job. She’s got a holster on her back with a oddly shaped…staff maybe? It seems to be made of wood and metal, and she has another small metal object in her hand, showing it to various craftsmen, and then going away. Seems to be that she has a lot of rejection.

III. At a bar in the gallows, Jang is sitting at a small table, muttering to herself, a long day with not a lot of progress. She’s working on a large mug of something and seems to be building a house of cards. The cards look odd though, smaller than normal ones you’ve seen. If you look closer, you may notice that the cards seem to be…sticking to each other oddly. There also seems to be more than one that are intersecting other cards. If you were to take a even closer look, at this point Jang would probably look up at you in annoyance. “Can I help you? You know it’s very rude to just go up to someone and stare.”

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Dolores has been shopping, if only on habit really, and she's wandering around the merchants, stall to stall, as she looks about. She spots one of the other folk, one who'd been stranded with Dolores in the wintery wastes, and smiles on reflex. She seems to be having the damnedest time and Dolores can see why.

"If you're lookin for a gunsmith might be best not to look around outdoors. Ain't the bet place to keep black powder, in the open an all."

Jang looks over at Dolores. "Have you found some? I've been looking around forever, and people have no idea what I'm even taking about when I say gunpowder. I'm not desperate yet, but I'd like to get a supply before I run out completely."

Jang gives Dolores a grin and walks over to her, matching her pace. "Good to see you again though, always nice to see a familar face. Not to mention someone who knows what the Civil War is, never thought I'd be so desperate for someone from home."

"We sure are a good ways out, ain't we?" Dolores asks and glances at the market around her. Her vision is glassy and unseeing and her expression is calm in a rather absolute fashion. After a moment she looks back at Jiang.

"Ain't found no bullets today, but I hardly need any more. Don't plan on usin the ones I've got, you see. You been huntin?"

"No, not hunting, but well, if those things we saw in the artic wasteland are any measure, we're gonna have need of firepower before long. I'd even take some of those Mad Science gizmos, they're flaky, but they do make a godawful bang. And not like I can use my card tricks all the time."

"How bout you, you're pretty good at shooting, you've got a good eye. Ever used a bow?"

"No, no, ain't never done nothin' with a bow. I ain't much for hunting on a good day, let alone fighting," Dolores tells her and starts walking, urging the woman to join her as she shops for spices.

"I got six shots for protection, can't imagine I'd need any more. You thought bout using a bow?"

"Not willingly..." Jang mutters, looking over the spices that they have for sale. "But If I run out of bullets, I need something better than harsh language and throwing cards at em."

Jang gives some of the spices a bit of a sniff, but doesn't seem to enthused by the selection. "I mean, I have I have a sword, but that's kinda a weapon of last resort don't you think?"

"Could be said about any weapons, really," Dolores replies magnanimously as she picks up a bundle of sage.

"I thought you card player folk were all about cleverness and evasion, right?"

Dolores stops and turns to her, looks her over and shoots her something akin to a sly smile.

"As my daddy said, always play to your strengths."

Jang laughs and nods. "Suppose you're right, Hucksters are all about being sneaky and misdirection. And after all, no need to fire off shots if you've already convinced the other guy to go along with you."

Jang looks over at Dolores again. "So what are your strengths?"

"Me?" Dolores asks sounding infinitely amused by the idea. She laughs a bit and shakes her head, but tries to conjure an answer. There's a momentary hang as something resounds through the back of her mind and, frankly, she's not sure how to parse it out.

"I...am a good hand with a paintbrush, I can cook, and I know quite a bit about ranching. I can sew if I've got to, and I like riding, but I'm afraid I'm not much use in a fight."

"Ranching? Dealing with dumb, panicky animals weighing half a ton. If anyone says that ranching doesn't require bravery, a cool head and grace under fire has never had to deal with a stampede at two in the morning in a thunderstorm."

Jang pauses for a moment, thinking. "Course, I've never had to deal with that. My father ran the docks, a different kind of intresting times. But point still stands. You're a lot better than people think you are, just cause you work outdoors with animals doesn't mean you're not skilled."

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