Cowboys and Angels IC

[WhiteLily]

"I'm collecting a bounty!" Angel called back.

[arowne97]

James smiled. "I'll always be there for you."

[Cartwright]

Connor nodded and was silent until he got close enough looking down at the man then up at the woman. "Well... If I knew there was a wanted man in this town I would've done it myself..." He said frowning with a moment of silence before continuing. "Shall we head back to the office and turn him in? I'll see what I can do about getting the marshals down here to clean out the cells we've already got maybe two others in that little space." He chuckled giving a slight bow to the woman taking off his hat "Sheriff Connor at your service." He announced before straightening himself up and putting his hat back on, clearing his throat.

[WhiteLily]

Angel tipped her hat to the sheriff, "Pleased to make your acquaintance. Evangeline Daniels, no title." She bent down and pulled up the target, "You heard the man, get walking."

[Angelica]

Presea walked to her tea. It's because didn't feel like flying to her tea for only that small of a distance. Besides, the table was clean and good enough to walk on. She took another sip and seemed cool enough to drink now. "Tastyyy..." She said dreamy holding her hands folded infront of her, wings spread, and head slightly to the right.

[nennyf777]

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[Flamelord]

((I summoned a minor demon and sold a few corrupted weapons. No, not all the weapons Annabelle bought had inherent corruption in them. Actually, I need to reintroduce my guy.))

Having finished up at the smithery, Thomas wiped the sweat off his brow, put on a light shirt, and walked out into the town en route to the pub. He just wanted a meal really. Smithing was hard work. Well, not really considering he was a demon, but he had to play the part of a human.

Arriving, he sat dfown at one of the smaller tables and ordered a meal.

[nennyf777]

(( oh thanks ^.^))

[monstahunta]

Before Dante left to hunt down a renowned mexican bandit leader, Quetzalcoatl ((I guess I missed an L before)), he decided he would do his pre-hunt shots at the bar. He was underage by a couple years, but the bartender felt sorry for all he'd been through, and usually let him drink. Dante always did 7 shots for luck, and one for his grandfather. He only downed tequila since that was all his grandfather would drink, and loved the mexican tequilas the best. But due to superstitions, since Dante was headed for Mexico, he decided a state-side brand would have to due. Dante swung open the swinging doors, and took a seat at the far end of the bar.

[Cartwright]

Connor raised a eyebrow observing the man as he got onto his feet. "Don't look like a killer, does he?" He asked looking over the wanted villan. "Well, wanted is wanted I'll take him here if you would like to follow me and get the funds sorted out." The sheriff turned around heading to the office walking a few steps before stopping looking over his shoulder at the two.