Welcome Aboard (The new Revo's.)

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

Another promise , another seed

Another  packaged lie to  keep  us trapped  in greed

And

all  the   green   belts

wrapped around our minds

endless red tape to keep

the  truth  confined

They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us

We will be victorious

It was almost like home... Almost. The dusty city and western aesthetic was quite a contrast against the forest that surrounded the area. It reminded Jaycobb of home though, nonetheless. His field-trips and growing up... Even when he left, he always looked at the wall that protected the citizens from the wilds... Thinking on it further, the dusty cowboy chuckled a light one, even that wall that he grew up with at home was a product of the citizens, and not even the World Government... "Heh... How the times change..." This comment garnered some sideways glances from those he was walking near in the street. If it was any more western there would be a tumble weed that would roll by.

The lone gunslinger was wearing his normal attire on this dusty night, the coat, the hat, guns hidden away in his coat. There was a large crash and a man was kicked out of a bar just a little bit up the road. It was a fine place to stop by and gather intel. Jaycobb was tasked by his handler to recruit, and observe. He knows that there was going to be a campaign to bring this abandoned island back to the life it once had, so he stepped up to the doors and opened them.

The gunslinger was met with the loud ruckus that was inside, no one to stop and slowly turn and stare at him, no one questioning this new man's appearance. It was just normal. The bar itself was like anyone would think, there was a clear pathway to the bar, tables strewn about the place with men and woman gathered about them drinking and making merry. Jaycobb smirked and walked down the path leading straight to the bar. The creaking on the floor and the different stains were actually quite pleasant to him, he hadn't felt something this pleasant in a while. There were some prostitutes about, dressed scantily, males and females alike, a poker game going on two tables down, and three open barstools, with a full shelf of liqour behind it. Walking over to one of them Jaycobb waved a beri "Three shots of whisky and your best cowboy's." He said, causing the bartender to put down the perpetually dirty glass and getting to work.

"Why do you need to know that?" The bartender asked, putting down three small cups in front of him, pouring them each with the brown colored liquid.

"Well, I'm thinking of hiring someone, and they need to be able to hold their own." He replied with a nod, and in response the bartender pointed to a table that was filled with some harsh cowboys playing poker. With a tip of a hat, Jaycobb stood up and went over to the table, downing one shot and taking the other two with him.

@new recruits | 474 | muse | starter

MADE BY VEL OF GS

[ancladar]

In a dark corner of the bar ignored by most of the other patrons sat two feminine figures. The older of the two was clad in a all black, from the hat down to the boots. Her skin was dark and only helped her to simply seem like she wasn't there. Her black hair was unbound and cascaded down her back A calvary saber and revolver rested openly in holsters on her hips as se silently drunk some tea from a her cup. In front of her were some maps of the area, but why she had the maps was a mystery. They were mainly layouts of the town and the immediate area outside of it.

Her companion was as white as the older woman was dark. She was an albino clad in dark clothing with a red bandana that matched her eyes. While the darker woman was looking over the map she didn't seem to notice the entrance of another cowboy. But her green eyes did flicker over to the entrance of the bar to see whom had entered. Seeing as it was another cowboy the woman did nothing, but return to looking over the maps. Occasionally she wrote something on the map with a pencil and her eyes would dart around the noisy tavern.

In a quiet whisper that only her friend could hear she said. "Keep an eye on that old timer that just entered. He's getting booze for some reason and we both know how that can turn out. I've nearly ot the layout for our little project done. Then we can go hunting. Does that sound good?" Her friend would know what she meant, but to a stranger it would be vague and very open to interpretation.

[Enel]

She had her boots propped up on the table and was leaning back with the chair against the wall just taking in the whole atmosphere. It was no different from any other bar in any other town it had booze it had cards and it had drunk people who likely wouldn't notice if their coin purse were to go missing. This was her kind of area. She had her hands behind her head and was messing with a toothpick in her mouth with her teeth as she watched her friend play around with maps. Suddenly someone caught her eye, a man who entered the tavern and she followed his movements to the bar with her eyes, but then lost interest and looked over at the card table. The urge to get in the game was almost overwhelming. Those people were just asking for their beri to be taken. Normally she would go play without hesitation, but something even better was being planned out at the time.

Eventually she began to grow bored and lifted both of her legs straight up in the air in an almost pinup position and brought them down on the ground as the chair moved forward sitting her up straight. She put her elbows on the table and leaned forward resting her head on her hands when her friend whispered to her" "Keep an eye on that old timer that just entered. He's getting booze for some reason and we both know how that can turn out. I've nearly got the layout for our little project done. Then we can go hunting. Does that sound good?"  

She thought about it for a moment, placing her index finger on her lips as she looked up at the ceiling.  It gave her something to do and she couldn't help but notice the man of the hour was headed straight towards the poker table. She was in, this was her excuse to play cards (not that she needed one). She shrugs and runs her fingers through one of her black pigtails. "Sure why not, I'll keep an eye on gramps, but lets have some real fun soon yeah?" She stands up and removes the toothpick from her mouth with her right hand, throwing it onto the floor as she steps across the bar to the card table, the sound of her boots as she walked accompanying her all the way.  

She approached the table and noticed the old guy she was suppose to be 'keeping an eye on' was coming too, but she got there first and lifted the brim of her hat slightly, a sly grin appearing on her face as she pulled up a chair and sat it down with the back facing the table. She sat down in the incorrectly placed chair and looked around at the other people sitting there, her grin disappearing and in its place a more serious expression. "This spot taken?" 

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

Another promise , another seed

Another  packaged lie to  keep  us trapped  in greed

And

all  the   green   belts

wrapped around our minds

endless red tape to keep

the  truth  confined

They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us

We will be victorious

"Fine." A man would reply to the young woman that sat at their table, he didn't look that friendly, with a long scar going down the side of his face and a cocked smirk that did not seem friendly. 

Jaycobb walked up to the table and took note of the weird girl that appeared as he walked over... He shuffled his shoulders a bit and slid them further in his coat, then stepping to the table he watched them play and gamble a bit, not speaking. To some, this may be an odd thing to do, a down right annoying thing even, however, in respects to the west, this was akin to leaving a quarter on a arcade machine, saying that you were waiting for next turn.

And finally, someone got up and gathered his beri that he was allotted, during this run, and left. Jaycobb sat down in the chair that was left open and he smiled at those at the table, raising his hat up so that they could see his dusty face better. The old man didn't speak, but simply put fifty beri down on the table in front of himself as the cards were delt.

It was on the fifth hand that Jaycobb finally won something. Sighing in relief the gunslinger took the beri from the middle of the table. "I've never been so good at this face game. Give me a gun and a target? Fine, give me a table and silence? It bores me." The slinger said casually. 

"Same sentiment here." The man with the scar replied, "Just that unlike you, I actually have a face that women want to look at." A joke obviously, but one that made Jaycobb laugh as he shuffled the cards. The one who won, became the dealer for the next round, kept things fair. Dealer doesn't play, so you can't say anyone was cheating right?

The next round went to that strange girl that appeared, and Jaycobb was still gauging what she was doing there... And noticed that there was an ebony woman in the background from where she walked from... Were they trying to set someone up? He didn't know, he just had a job to do. And as he collected his money after his turn dealing was up (his fifty beri turned into 72 beri.) He walked over to the man with the scar. 

"Old men like us... We have different strengths. Wanna make some money with that handsome face of yours?" He asked very quietly, the joke was meant between them, he wasn't coming onto the man, but just returning an acknowledgement from before. And the man understood this, being an older bloke. Ol' Scarface gathered his things and followed Jaycobb out of the bar. 
 

@new recruits | 462 | muse | Old men are weird

MADE BY VEL OF GS

[ancladar]

Trusting her friend not to cause too much trouble the woman in black continued to scribble on the maps. No one bothered her as the men plus one Yukari played their game. With a final scribble the woman began to roll up the maps. They had been preparing for this venture for awhile and now it was just about time to get things into motion.

After downing the rest of her tea the woman reached under the table and slung a rifle onto her back. It was kind of hard to sit at a table and do work with a rifle strapped to your back. With everything gathered up she went to the table where Yukari was apparently having a grand time messing with the poor older gentlemen. "Hey it's time for work. Get your stuff and let's get out of here. We'll find some more people to play cards with later." If they were lucky. Odds were they'd likely have to avoid taverns for awhile.

Once Yukari got her winnings ,or paid her losses, the older woman led the way out of the tavern and into the street. They'd likely pass close by the two men old enough to be their fathers. "Are you ready Yukari?" Asked the darker woman as they made their way to the street.

[Enel]

Yukari's question was rhetorical, but she found it amusing the old guy actually answered as though his response would influence her decision to take the seat anyway. The game began and Yukari decided to actually play fair for a change. Problem was she was losing and Yukari doesn't really like to lose that much. She listened to the old cowboys talk and joke amongst themselves as she played, but she didn't do much talking of her own as she was focused on the game. Eventually a seat cleared and the cowboy Ashe told her to keep an eye on sat down and began to play and won a little. Yukari finally got tired of losing her beri and very carefully switched one of her lower cards out for an ace she had concealed in her hand by carefully sticking it to another card in her hand. She didn't give a damn if anyone caught on or not, but it seemed nobody did as nobody spoke out when she collected a pot of 95 beri.

"Shihehe Good game yeah? Guess its my turn to shuffle then."

She grabbed the deck and started separating it into sections, holding each section between the fingers on her right hand when Scarface and Gramps got up and started walking out. She immediately began to form a pouting face which was half sarcastic half legit, protruding her lips slightly.

"Aw hey felluhs yer breakin my heart walkin out on me like that."

She watched them walk out of the bar before her face assumed it's normal calm expression and she was about to perform one of her fancy shuffling techniques when she heard Ashe call out to her from across the bar.
"Hey it's time for work. Get your stuff and let's get out of here. We'll find some more people to play cards with later."
If there was one word on the planet Yukari could pick to be her most hated it was work. She liked having Ashe around, but sometimes she could be bossy. Yukari sighed and shrugged, shaking her head lightly and very quickly forming all the sections of the deck into one by quickly rotating the sections with her fingers and pushing them together to form the whole deck.

"Bah work is evil... Ok ok i'm comin hang on."

She stood up and stretched, reaching all the way down to her toes and grabbing onto to her boots before letting go and standing up straight again. She then straightened her hat and blew the long single strand of white hair from the tip of her nose causing it to curve back to it's normal place on her right cheek.

"Sure I'm ready whenever you are."

She said as she caught up to her friend, lightly jogging until she was just behind her, following her out of the bar.
Yukari could have gambled all night, especially since she was just beginning to gain the upper hand. Whoever delt next was sure to win as she rigged the deck. It'd be interesting to see how that played out to bad she likely wont be there to see it happen, but no doubt Ashe had something fun planned for them to do. In all honesty she was getting tired of sitting there she was ready for action of some kind.

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

Another promise , another seed

Another  packaged lie to  keep  us trapped  in greed

And

all  the   green   belts

wrapped around our minds

endless red tape to keep

the  truth  confined

They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us

We will be victorious

The moon was low on the horizon tonight, lighting the streets of the city pretty well, as the woman walked by they heard very little as the hushed conversation went back and forth in very hushed tones. The city itself was quiet, the town hiding under the forest's shadow, the women would find the light scares, limited to the lamp posts. The men and pedestrians that were walking around earlier were scarce, if not down right not there. 

CRASHHH!!! The sound suddenly resounded off the walls as Jaycobb was thrown through the window of the bar. He crashed into the closest table, the stools that were around that table, were now clattered around the dusty gunslinger. "You got some nerve. Asking an Ex-marine to do somethin like that." Scarface stated, stepping over the broken window fragments and staring down at him narrow eyed. 

Jaycobb himself didn't expect this to happen, he thought that the man would take him up on his offer. Suddenly he was thrown and now... He was in the predicament that he was in. He didn't know that the cowbow was an ex-marine... He was as well... But maybe he shouldn't have been so forward about the mission. That was the dumb part. But now....

"I don't know what you thought to accomplish, but you have about ten more seconds left ta liv-" He was cut off by a barstool to the face. Jaycobb wasn't really wasting any time, he was just waiting for the man to get closer. Because as he was thrown in the window he reached for one of his guns as his old back was hitting the table... He positioned the gun wielding arm under the barstool. And what wasn't heard by those that might still be outside was a shout. 

"PROPELLING SHOT!!!"

@revo's | 300 | muse | Barstools flying

MADE BY VEL OF GS

[ancladar]

The peaceful calm of the night was shattered for sooner than Ashe had expected. And by somebody else. The plan had been for them to cause a ruckus, but it seemed the two old men had a disagreement over something. What she didn't know, but the statement made by Scarface perked her interest. So if Scar face was an ex-marine then what did that make the other old guy? A drug dealer? A pirate? Something else?

Ashe paused at the entrance and watched with growing interest as non-scarred man shot a freaking barstool at his opponent. In her years of working at a tavern and seeing multiple gunfights Ashe had never seen anyone do that. "You don't see that everyday. Change of plans Yukari." She patted her friends shoulder as the other patrons took cover and watched the fight begin.

Ashe lowered her voice to a whisper. "Scare up some funds for us why don't ya? Can't let such a generous distraction go to waste now can we? If things start getting really bad we'll head to the starting point of the plan and kick it off." If this fight got bad enough they might not even have to use part of the plan to distract the marines. Sometimes life did just plop small gifts down in front of you. Hand on her revolver just in case anyone decided they wanted to fight too Ashe cleared some more space so the men could brawl.

[Enel]

Yukari was facing the door ready to follow Ashe out of the bar when something even greater then the chaos the rigged deck was sure to cause took place. All of a sudden BAM! The cowboy Yukari had given the nickname 'Gramps' went crashing through the window and into a table and following him was 'Scarface'. Fun thing about her is she has the habit of giving people special nicknames (often times just to be a smartass). Yukari instantly turned and was slightly startled by the sudden noise, she almost drew her black revolver in response as she turned, but she didn't and what she saw next truly amazed her. As Scarface approached Gramps, threatening him and such Gramps drew a revolver and shot a bar stool which then flew forward and hit Scarface in the face no doubt giving him another scar. Yukari found that hilarious and awesome at the time. She laughed a bit then she stopped, realizing this old cowboy had some good tricks up his sleeve. Tricks she wouldn't mind learning. Yukari was intrigued by the man's display of skill and her already large red eyes got even larger in amazement as she observed waiting for something else cool to happen.

"Wow! Did you see that?! He just pretty much shot a bar stool at that guy!"

Yukari was great with her own revolvers, but she probably never would have thought to do something like that.
She heard Ashe speak to her and snapped out it realizing this was just the distraction she needed to 'earn' some extra beri. People were starting to gather around the scene of the fight to watch and some were already drunk as it was, but now to be distracted on top of that. They would have a hell of a time keeping their wallets from the sly and conniving little albino. Ashe was speaking her mind though and Yukari turned to face her and nodded in agreement to her idea.

"Reckon it'll be no problem. I've been in situations worse than this. Just leave it to me yeah?"

That's why she liked Ashe, the two of them shared similar thoughts on how to get things done. Yukari disappeared into the crowd of people gathered and while she looked around for a sucker to screw over she remembered what Scarface said, that He was an ex-marine. Just that word alone brings up a very painful memory. While Yukari naturally detests the marines for her own reasons the particular memory certainly didn't help her overall opinion of them. She shook her head not wanting to think about it, not here, but perhaps later that night when she was alone. Yukari stumbled upon some guy who looked like he had a few to many and he seemed pretty distracted on top of that. Yukari carefully made her way to him and stayed behind him acting completely natural. She spotted his coin purse and while it wasn't exactly fat it looked like it had a decent sum in it. Very quickly, in a single, clean motion she grabbed her trench knife off her belt and swiped the thread attaching it to the man's belt and knelt down, returning her trench knife to it's sheath concealed on her belt and catching the falling coin purse with her left hand before it reaches the ground. She then casually put her hands in her pockets and made her way up closer to the front of the crowd making it look like she was trying to get a better view.