When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

[geonomy]

Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

Comments

[ino]

[ She glances over at Alex when she speaks up, and then looks back at the guy. Great, so he was a repeat offender, huh? ]

Was he bothering you, too?

[ Because he's really about to get his ass kicked if she's not the first girl to get harassed ]

[nextlineis]

[...Holy shit, she's buying it. Keep it going, Jojo. Keep it going!]

[He maintains perfect confidence in every word he's saying.]

Hell no! You think I got a death wish?

You should never look a chicken in the eye. That's how you piss them off and they go on the attack.

[ino]

[ She looks over at Furiosa, considering, before she lets him go -- though not without first using her foot to slide him across the floor a ways, knocking him into the bottom of some nearby chairs ]

He'd better, or he'll really be sorry.

[reconstitution]

[ Don't worry, Rapunzel, Winter's got your back. He was just in the process of getting a look around town and happens into the saloon; but not before he steps over a truly alarming amount of hair.

Wait. He's positive he knows who all of it belongs to, and sure enough, there she is. The beacon of sunshine, herself. ...Staring down some of the locals, oh my god. Don't mind that looming presence behind you, Winter is very good at being silent in his approach.

He gives the outlaw a once-over, his expression neutral. ]

Just passing through.

[ The outlaw at least looks like he's weighing his options? Then again, the Winter Soldier cuts a pretty intimidating shape- even if he's not trying. ]

[ino]

[ Ino brightens a little when she sees her ]

Oh, hey Nova! Sure, you can come with. [ She holds up the map to show her -- don't worry, she's got the directions! ] I'm just gonna go looking for some plants and stuff to bring back to the Iskaulit.

B

[save_the_souls]

[It's been a stressful couple weeks, so Allen had actually been taking a moment alone to do something he knows people don't approve of to unwind - smoke. It's a bad habit, he knew that. He'll probably have to quit soon...but there was nothing wrong with enjoying the last pack of cigarette he had right? And enjoying it he is, as he lights the cigarette and take a long drag. Ah.]

[Except it's right as he's beginning to relax does Riku's darkness set off his cursed eye, making him all too aware there was some presence of dark energy somewhere within his vicinity]

Bugger- now!?

[Shit fuck shit shit shit goddammit, and it was one he couldn't identify either so he had to check it out. He takes half a second to figure out if he should put out the cigarette- but you know what? No, screw that. If the forces of darkness were so dead set on interrupting his smoke break, then they're just gonna have to deal with some secondhand smoke. And so off he goes towards Riku's direction, cigarette in his right hand]

[Which, when he gets close enough to see who it is? His nicotine-deprived fury is halted a little by surprise, stopping a good ten feet away from him.]

- Riku?!

[Aw shit.]

[reconstitution]

[ The sound of gunfire draws Winter's attention away from exploring in lieu of investigating who made the noise. It's not like the sound of the firearms the fleet is equipped with- more like the distinct sound of a handgun being fired, followed by the disappointing sound of hitting the ground.

It doesn't take much to find Axel out on his own in the middle of the prarie with the gun still in hand. ]

You're holding it wrong.

[ As soon as he steps closer, he can somewhat identify the gun- it's similar to a Colt single action with its long barrel..but it's space. It can't very well be the same thing.

He keeps a respectable amount of distance between Axel and himself- not wanting to intrude, but he's holding it all wrong, and his posture is off. If he were an assassin or a marksman, he'd be dead. ]

[save_the_souls]

Don't be so hard on yourself. I haven't heard Dr. Crusher curse your name once.

[That was...probably meant to be a joke. Probably]

A

[reconstitution]

[ Solid ground isn't something he's really seen in almost two months, so it is a very welcome change amidst the chaos. While it's similar for Allen, it is entirely new for Winter. The dusty and desert-like terrain are different, and he silently hopes that the dust doesn't irritate the plates of his arm.

Allen is an easier person to spot, and he feels like it's acceptable to approach within a few feet. Silent as ever, he approaches. ]

Allen.

A

[dancingmd]

[She puts the coin in her pocket with a sigh of reluctance.]

I'm beginning to see that.

[She studies him for a moment before saying anything else. He doesn't look like he has slept in ages and that worries her. But she will give him a small smile anyway.]

I'm glad to see you out and about.

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a little laugh at that eyebrow waggle. He's used to people asking this question, but not being that obvious with rooting for their hometown]

It's too hard to pick a favourite- but LA's up there! [He's even sincere about that! Good food, friendly people, beautiful weather- could do with less pollution though. But he'll list off another place since he knows that's what people like hearing about] I also really liked visiting Ino's village- they got these giant cliffs where they carve their leaders' faces into the rock! Not to mention the best ramen shop in all the worlds.

[save_the_souls]

[Whoa, they really need to get a little bell for this guy- he didn't hear him approach at all until he talks. It's enough to make him jump a little, but he smiles when he sees who it is]

Winter! Amazing, I didn't hear you approach at all.

[SURE THAT COULD BE SEEN AS CREEPY BUT HE'LL CHOOSE TO SEE IT AS COOL]

How are you?

[save_the_souls]

Somehow I'm not surprised...

[Uncle you lazy bum]

How is the Pathstone? Get along with the crew alright?

[save_the_souls]

[Oh yes, Allen knows better. He caught the wink. The guy threw the hand intentionally. Classic move. But how was he winning?]

[He takes a drink of juice as he tries to keep a friendly poker face on. Right. Keep calm. Maybe he should just play legit a few rounds and see what this guy is doing. It's not like he needs this money right now. He's already made enough bank to keep up with the Blue Fish's needs. it's mostly just been pride and thrills at this point. So time to be friendly and sympathetic.]

That's how it goes. You still seem to have plenty though!

[reconstitution]

[ His hunting skills have zero chill, Allen. He must be weaned off that mindset eventually. As for right now? Positively no chill. ]

I am uninjured. You look the same?

[ From what he can tell, Allen is unharmed. Some people are better at hiding it than others, though that's the pot calling the kettle black.

One of these days, he'll get better at small talk. ]

[dancingmd]

[Bevrly looks up in surprise at the sound of a familiar voice.]

Ah... I'm not used to people paying me for medical care.

[Or anyone paying for anything, really.]

[delincuente]

I'm pretty sure his whole vocabulary's limited to "Well, aren't you a pretty little thing."

[She does an exaggerated impression of his voice, and when the man looks offended she points her wand right in his face, inches from his nose.]

Yeah, I'm talking about you, asswipe.

[delincuente]

I'll explain later.

[Because a couple of the muskrat's friends are definitely making a beeline right towards them, looking both furious and freaked-the-fuck-out. Alex drapes one arm over Clay's shoulder, trying to look casual.]

Hey, dudes. Sorry about my pal, here. We'll just, uh, be on our way if that's alright...

[summerschild]

I'm quite well, thank you.

[He looks out at the horizon, like he's just taking in the desert sights, and sits up properly.]

How have you been?

[dancingmd]

[Her eyes light up when she sees Daneel, though maybe not quite so much as they did when her augment was malfunctioning. In general, she is more subdued, having lost Julian, Hawke, and Ladon all since she and Daneel last spoke. Yet she is thankful for the friends that are still here (even when they do endearingly insist on calling her Doctor... Daneel and Allen really need to meet sometime).]

I've been better, but I've been much much worse.

[She gestures towards the seat across the table from her with a smile.]

Sit, sit!

[kill_switch]

If he's smart he'll spread the word. [She makes a show of bringing her prosthetic up and idly picking at one of the sharp metal fintersips she had fashioned in its making. She's experienced in fighting Imperators double her size and strength; this guy was nothing. And, judging from what she'd seen from Ino earlier, she'd have no trouble wiping the floor with him or anyone else, either.]

[She motions to Ino with a nod of her head.] Join me in my corner? It's pretty undisturbed. for the most part.

[save_the_souls]

Mm! Just a couple bruises from the attack- nothing to worry about.

[Then again Allen would probably say that about a stab wound so take that with a grain of salt. But still, nothing severe here]

What do you think of the new moon?

[save_the_souls]

[Oh it's totally fair. He's just whining. But uuugh he can't find any other good argument, so he actually closes the folder of paperwork he was working on]

Fine. I'll take the day off.

[tothefly]

[a. back alley brawler, for Zhas and Coil]

[This was supposed to be a shortcut. Dodge the fellas who'd followed her over from the saloon, after seeing a lady win just a little too much at Texas Hold'em for her own health. But instead, they've proven remarkably astute for grubby cowboys, and now she's well-cornered by what looks like a whole gang. It's like Space Vegas all over again.]

"Come on, boys, let's not do this..."

[b. saloon sightings, ota]

[The Windrose managed planetfall without too much trouble after her updated augment kicked in, and her engineers seemed to have things well in hand. She's made some arrangements for scrap and other repair materials, and now she's got a few hours to kill.

So here's Natasha, dressed in jeans, boots, and a buttery leather jacket, kicked back at a corner table with a glass of something clear in front of her, bottle close to hand. She's got a good vantage point of the door, and every new arrival gets noted. If she looks like she's waiting for someone, she probably is. She's kept a lot of people waiting just a little too long.]

[hi ho silver, ota]

[What's black and white and red all over? Natasha on a weird zebra-horse hybrid, cantering off into the scrublands. Wanna tag along on a mysterious errand? Wanna hunt bandits? Wanna race? She probably won't say no to company.]

[d. choose your own destiny options also available]

b.

[takeabow]

[ Nova walks in and looks around, reserved. She spots Natasha in the corner and wends her way over ]

Mind if I join you?