Alt!Memo: Saloona

CRO RIGHT NOW opened memo on board SALOONA.
CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Leans on the doorway leading into the saloon, polishing her revolver, but occasionally looking out into the desert. --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  swings down from the roof, having snuck close to the saloon from the other side --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw* [CRO*]  swings down on a rope --
CHH: !!!
CHH: What in tarnatiΩn!?
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  tips his head --
CRO: surprised to sea CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR
CRO: ?
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Realizes who he is, grins and gives him a big hug. --
CHH: Y'all sʊrprised me is all.
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  returns the hug by squeezing the hug --
CRO: it more exciting that way
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  rP.) --
CHH: Heh, hΩw'd y'all end ʊp Ωn the rΩΩf there anyhΩw?
CRO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR brought his own rigging
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  swings around the role he used to swing down on --
CRO: do you want is?
CRO: *this
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Takes the rope. --
CHH: Ah'd lΩve it! It's darn near perfect fer wrangglin' hΩΩfbeasts!
CHH: Yer amazin' ya knΩw that?
CRO: CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR thought you might make good use of it
CRO: welll
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  =:#] --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  blushes rP.#) --
CHH: Y'all want ta cΩme inside? We cΩʊld get a il' mΩre cΩmfΩrtable...
CHH: *lil'
CRO: sure thing
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  walks into the bar --
CRO: ow
CHH: Y'all alright there hΩn?
CRO: /laughs
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  laughs --
CRO: nobody ever said CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR has land legs
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  hops for a second and hold onto Solena's shoulder to steady himself --
CHH: An' y'all knΩw hΩw helpless ah am at sea travel.
CHH: Mʊs' be hard fer y'all when ah end ʊp gettin' seasick Ωn yer ship...
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Looks down. a little ashamed. --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  lifts her head up --
CRO: it takes most land lubbers a while to get used to the gentle rocking of the ocean
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  looks into her eyes --
CHH: An' ah gʊess it takes a bit fer y'all ta get ʊsed ta the lack there Ωf...
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  trails off, meeting his gaze. --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  leans in for a kiss --
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Kisses da boy! --
CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  enters the Saloon calmly. --
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  makes no noise at all, and just sits on a chair, watching. --
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Doesn't notice, her back's to him. --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  pulls back and then, blink, there's a guy just watching... --
CHH: What's wrΩng...?
CDG: Hey there, Rʊnfar, Lʊmiar.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Turns around and OH GOD WHAT IS HE DOING HERE SDCXZSD --
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  turns bright brown. --
CRO: er hey guy?
CDG: SΩrry, didn't want tΩ interrʊpt yΩʊr mΩment.
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  grins --
CHH: H-h-hΩwdy there, Flynnt... Fancy m-meetin' y'all here...
CRO: whos this?
CDG: Flynnt Lewest. Need a trΩll cʊlled, I'm the Ωne tΩ call.
CHH: He's a... Friend.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Is giving him a look that says otherwise. --
CRO: ahoy there then matey
CDG: Hey there.
CRO: it seems youve already heard of CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR
CHH: Ah may've mentiΩned y'all...
CDG: Lʊmiar already tΩld me Ωf yΩʊ, yes. And I assʊmed she wasn't the type tΩ gΩ kissing arΩʊnd randΩm trΩlls, sΩ it was easy tΩ figʊre Ωʊt it was yΩʊ.
CHH: Ah neva said anythin' 'bΩʊt Ωʊr ʊm...
CHH: R-relatiΩnship...
CDG: NΩ need tΩ. YΩʊ're nΩt a really gΩΩd liar, yΩʊ knΩw.
CHH: ...
CRO: a friend you say?
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Blushing even harder than one would think is possible. --
CHH: Yeah, ah sʊppΩse sΩ.
CRO: your not suggesting theres anything wrong with that, matey?
CDG: NΩt even a little, nΩ.
CHH: What dΩ y'all mean?
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Tilts her head. --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  looks away, embarrassed to have even brought up the blood difference --
CDG: YΩʊ can kiss whΩever yΩʊ want tΩ, that it's nΩ bʊsiness Ωf mine.
CHH: ... Right.
CHH: SΩ what did y'all want nΩw?
CDG: Bʊt let ʊs take care Ωf bʊsiness, right?
CHH: Ah, right right, c'mΩn, right this way, amigΩ.
CDG: Sʊre thing.
CRO: business then?
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  cocks his head --
CRO: you need a troll krilled?
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Leads them both into a small office with a desk, chair, and couch crammed into it, a husktop is sitting on the desk, open, and the last log between Cirrin and her can be seen, she quickly shuts it and begins shuffling through some papers. --
CHH: Ah dΩn', bʊt lΩts a trΩlls leave jΩbs here.
CHH: They knΩw sΩmeΩne'll get 'im dΩne.
CDG: As in, me.
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  lounges on the couch --
CHH: Ah, here we gΩ!
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  hands him a file. --
CDG: Hm. WhΩ's this Ωne?
CHH: That Ωne's gΩt a handsΩme reward fer ya. If y'all dΩn' want the jΩb ah'd almΩst be willin' ta dΩ it myself.
CDG: I'm in. Lemme see...
CDG: Astʊkt Sʊaver...
CHH: SΩme crazy redblΩΩd, near's ah can tell.
CDG: Simple, then;
CDG: WΩnder why's it sΩ expensive.
CHH: YΩʊ've gΩt me, parnder.
CDG: Well, I'm getting paid, sΩ I can't cΩmplain.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Taps her foot impatiantly, occasionally glancing at Cirrin. --
CHH: That all?
CDG: YΩʊ twΩ'll get 10% each after the jΩb's dΩne.
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  raises an eyebrow --
CDG: NΩ. YΩʊ still Ωwe me that drink.
CHH: ... A cΩʊrse.
CDG: And we were still gΩing tΩ talk abΩʊt the game, bʊt whatever.
CHH: Right this way.
CDG: What's impΩrtant cΩmes first.
CHH: ... Right.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Is looking progressively more bummed out. --
CRO: drink then? rum?
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  steps behind the bar, sighing. --
CHH: What'll it be, fellas?
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  notices, but gives not a single flying fuck --
CDG: Sʊrprise me.
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  grins and hands a bottle of rum over the bar to cirrin. --
CHH: Always keep yer favΩrite in stΩck, prdner.
CHH: *pardner
CRO: arr of course!
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  winks --
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Mixes something up and hands it to Flynnt, blushes when Cirrin winks at her. --
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Grabs a bottle for herself and sips at it, leaning on the bar. --
CHH: SΩ, the game.
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  sips on the glass, tasting the drink for some time before swallowing --
CDG: Hm... gΩΩd Ωne.
CDG: And yes, the game.
CHH: Ah'm nΩthin' if nΩt a gΩΩd barista.
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  drinks the rum straight from the bottle --
CHH: Anyways, what dΩ y'all wanna knΩw abΩʊ' this'ere game? Ah'll tell y'all what ah can.
CDG: Then start.
CRO: at the end?
CRO: like whats the goal?
CHH: Ah haven't the fΩggiest!
CHH: Ah was jʊs' thinkin' th' gΩal was ta have fʊn, an' ta beat the Ωtha team, heh.
CRO: sounds simple enoguht to CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR
CDG: SΩ, a cΩmpetitive game?
CDG: YΩʊ're getting ʊs tΩ FLARP nΩw?
CHH: Ah dΩn' think it's qʊite like that.
CHH: Bʊt y'all like flarp, right?
CRO: never played it
CDG: Same here.
CHH: Same here, actʊally.
CHH: Hʊh.
CHH: Well ah gʊess we'll see then!
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  grins --
CDG: NΩ prΩblem.
CRO: itll be an adventure
CHH: It'll be Ωne HELL Ωf a RΩDEΩ, y'all!
CHH: YEEEEEEE-HAW!
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  tosses her hat in the air. --
CDG: Tch... whatever.
CDG: GΩtta make mΩney, nΩw. See yΩʊ later.
CHH: AdiΩs, pardner!
CRO: later land lubber
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  Grins at Cirrin the minute Flynnt's back is turned --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  grins as well --
-- CURRENT destructiveGodhood [CDG]  gets up, and starts walking towards the door --
CHH: NΩw, where were we...?
CRO: well CAPTAIN CIRRIN RUNFAR believes we were...~
-- CURRENT heeledHoedown [CHH]  hops over the bar and takes a seat next to him, leaning in for....... --
-- CURRENT rapscalliousOutlaw [CRO]  Kisses da girl! --
CDG ceased responding to memo.