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Elle eyed the man with the dogs. He should've been keeping them under control in the first place.

"Well howdy, ma'am. What can I do for you on this fine summer day?"

Elle smiled, not smirking this time. She was actually having...fun. This was something her parents wouldn't hear about.

"Well, sir. I was just, passing by. Actually..." Elle pointed to the opposite of the direction she had come from. "I was on my way to pick up some things. Over here looked..." She scanned the area, before she looked back at him. "A bit more interesting."

After standing there, looking like what she thought was a fool, finally she pulled the strand of hair back behind her ear. The other men were starting to...scare her? No, they were just diffrent then what she was used to. She wanted to learn about them, too. If only they weren't so intimidating.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Elle."

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"Elle, hmm? Pretty name." Marcus remarked before continuing with his own introduction.
"My name's Marcus Hughes...though my friends here call me Bandit the Gunslinger."
The pudgy bandit moved forward, along with a slimmer but hardly any more or less intelligent bandit. They stood behind him, "Yes ma'am...he's the Gunslinger...you respect him. He says get on your knees, you're better be sure they hit the dirt."
Marcus turned to his two compadres, grabbed them both by the ears. "I've already got a shadow...stop being it."
The two bandits shrank back in fear and shame, "Sorry 'slinger."

"Allow me to apologize for their behaviour. They don't know respect like I do. It's not often a girl does hit her kness for me...and I never demand it."

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"Not meaning to interrupt this discussion." He said then smiled "Again." He coughed slightly "But just so you know those aren't my animals, I just like dogs and don't want 'em to go 'round killing each other." "And as you asked earlier no I am not a law man, although if you do something to me that I don't like you may...Well let's just say you shouldn't unless you really have to." A bird flew above them and John looked at it for a few seconds. "But just to be clear I don't mean to sound like some guy who just goes around fighting people who he doesn't like, actually like most people I prefer having friends, although I haven't been having much luck." He smiled then stretched his arms.

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"My name's Marcus Hughes...though my friends here call me Bandit the Gunslinger."

Elle smiled, secretly to herself. She'd been right. This was the man she'd thought he was. "Marcus Hughes is a wonderful name. Right, I'm not just Elle, I'm Elle Fletcher." Elle blushed for forgetting to add her last name.

"Allow me to apologize for their behaviour. They don't know respect like I do. It's not often a girl does hit her kness for me...and I never demand it."

Elle laughed, lightly, watching the two of them. "It's okay, really. I have siblings. They actually remind me of...pets." Elle regret what she said right away. She hadn't meant to insult the two men, they were entertaining at the least. They were quite comical.

The 'law man' inturrupted, again. Elle tried not to roll her eyes. Those weren't his dogs, apparently. "But just to be clear I don't mean to sound like some guy who just goes around fighting people who he doesn't like, actually like most people I prefer having friends, although I haven't been having much luck."

Elle's smile withered with his words. She actually felt sympathetic for him. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that, sir," She told him trying to keep as serious as possible.

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"It's alright, I didn't say I have no friends." He smiled and seemed surprisingly happy for someone near some bandits. "I enjoy having a good time when I can and some of the time when I walk to this town I do." He nodded his head slightly and quickly looked around. "One of my troubles is too many people around these parts seem to be rich and just annoy me about the fact that I don't have a job or care about getting money." He took in a deep breathe and continued talking "I think my life's ust fine the way it is though and, ahh I don't think I mentioned my name yet it's John."

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I figured that if I said it enough, I would convince the world that I really was the greatest.
Muhammad Ali

Messages Sponsored By Ultimate523 Enterprises:

1. All internet food is evil or at least my enemy. I'm not "good" though. It's just that animals will die because of it.

2. The dragons that some of you people like and use in your signatures are planning our destruction. They will slaughter and torture us all. They must be stopped.

Marcus eyed the man with a shred of contempt for a moment, but soon, his expression softened, but didn't lose any of it's former menace.
"Yeah...I got a problem with rich guys as well. Me and my merry men. So, dog-chaser...how good's your shootin' hand?"

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"Well if you're looking for a duel i'm not in the mood right now but i'd say i'm not too bad." He said then pulled out a gun in each hand and raised his arms slightly holding them up. "Why do you ask?"

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I figured that if I said it enough, I would convince the world that I really was the greatest.
Muhammad Ali

Messages Sponsored By Ultimate523 Enterprises:

1. All internet food is evil or at least my enemy. I'm not "good" though. It's just that animals will die because of it.

2. The dragons that some of you people like and use in your signatures are planning our destruction. They will slaughter and torture us all. They must be stopped.

"Settle down, I'm not after a duel. Dueling got boring to me when I never lost.
What I'm trying to say is if you hate the rich, take up arms with us. We rule the night and take what we please. Though don't mistake this for an initiation. These 4 fine men have rode with me for close to ten years, I trust them like I trust my draw, and my draw never fails me."
Marcus stood, facing the man, his legs slightly apart. He didn't want to do any gunslinging right now, but if he had to, his hands would do all his thinking.

Remember the lessons...Aim with your eye, shoot with your mind, kill with your heart.

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"Well i'm glad you're not looking for a duel." He said then put his guns back. "And I suppose i'll think about joining but i'm not completely sure. You'd be surprised how good the life of a semi hermit can be at times. Although I think I need more interesting things in my life rathe than teaching myself how to do some things such as using weapons and survival." He said then stood there waiting for someone to respond.

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I figured that if I said it enough, I would convince the world that I really was the greatest.
Muhammad Ali

Messages Sponsored By Ultimate523 Enterprises:

1. All internet food is evil or at least my enemy. I'm not "good" though. It's just that animals will die because of it.

2. The dragons that some of you people like and use in your signatures are planning our destruction. They will slaughter and torture us all. They must be stopped.

Elle's eyes switched from Marcus to John. Suddenly she felt protective. All wealthy people weren't bad. Her family had money, but they obviously didn't notice she was rich. Atleast, if they did they would be being pretty rude talking about it right in front of her.

"Wealthy people aren't so bad, you know..." She said to them. She pulled some of her hair over her ears, to cover the pearl earrings she was wearing.

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