Post by Ralph on Mar 1, 2008 2:14:06 GMT -5
Jason Verg gently approached the door. His left gloved hand was holding onto the edge of his belt. He was in a un-happy mood. He had issued a warning to Benji and Ralph both and it seemed Benji was not being a very good listener. He raised his right hand and clenched it. He then proceeded to knock on the door. It was a good thing Kishi had shown up when he did. He had kept things organized and on track. At the moment he seemed to be the brain trust. Now that Kishi had found the assailent who had attacked Jazzy it was time to dispense some justice. That girl had been so traumatized by the incident he could not help but feel deep sadness for her. But at the same time he was happy that he had found her a home.
Benji Bunny sat on the operation table knowing that a visit from the sheriff or the deputies would be in order once they found the girl and he was afraid but he didnt know where to go or what to do for the time being. The rabbit was just trying to stop the girl from stealing, albiet his methods were more drastic. For now he would just sit there.
[And Benji, I don't know how I jumped ahead of you earlier; but sorry! XD;;;]
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman was still all for hiding Benji or getting him out of town at least. He'd at least saved up money for one train ticket, so why didn't the bunny just take it? Law couldn't do a thing to him if he wasn't in Brenton anymore. Well whatever. He'd stick by his friend through whatever happened. In his own mind, Benji's actions were justified...mostly anyway....
The Gunslinger trudges down the streets of Brenton, bootheels upsetting a cloud of dust with each heavy step, lengthy stride carrying the old fella' at a rather impressive speed for his age, his head craning back some as gaze focuses upon the nightsky; the bright moon above casting a brief predator's gleam within hard eyes, the gunslinger was quite the stargazer. Attention momentarily snaps to the doc's practice as, ears twitching some as he notes the audible knock and distinct gathering 'pon Gather's porch, chiseled brow raising some in slight curiousity; Jackson twists about on heel, boots crunching within the grit below as he makes his way over to the illuminated building. Chin rising and falling within a casual nod of acknowledgement directed towards the lawmen, his typical gruff voice audible as he addresses the two. "Fine evenin', gentlemen. Seems we've a common haunt, if'n it does ya' fine, do ya' know if'n the Doc's in tonight?"
Kishi Quidel sighs quietly to himself while stepping along the mainstreet of the town only to look up and catch sight of Jason entering a building. He would stand there for a few moments while he busied himself removing his pipe from his pouch and packing it with tobacco, settling it into the corner of his lips and lighting it. As a stream of smoke escaped his nostrils he stepped into the building behind Jason and looking around, "... What's going on here?"
Jason Verg turned to face Kishi as he made his approach. He could reckognize the smell of that tobaco pipe from just about anywhere. Unforutnetly Kishi had already opened the door and walked in. He shrugged and fallowed. "Okay, one way to handle it." Soon they were face to face with Benji and Ralph. Now both hands were resting against the side of the holsters to his gun. They had not moved to the stocks of his pistols yet but he was ready for a quick draw anytime Ralph was. He knew about his little affinity for his gang friend. "Benji your under arrest for assaulting a child with a loaded fire arm. And Ralph stay the hell out of this for your own sake. I gave your friend here a fair warning yet he thought it would be more fun to handle things like a jack ass."
Benji Bunny blinks. "I-I-I ne-ne-never sh-sh-shot h-h-h-her," he stuttered. "H-h-her p-p-pet, n-n-ne-ver a-a-aimed a-a-at h-h-er. O-On-only w-w-wanted h-h-her te-te-to stop st-st-steal-ing th-th-the doc's st-st-st-stuff," he said stunned at the accusation. He had made sure to fire infront of the girl just to stun her but it would never have hit her.
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman's breath came out in a low, rumbling growl. Needless to say, he wasn't very happy about this himself. He'd even heard a different story than that; and he trusted his best friend over some little street punk. (No offense. Ralphy was there once too! XD; ) Had Jason's hands not already been close to his guns, Ralph would've been going for his, not to mention he was a little outnumbered at the moment. Damned if he was going to let this happen though. Had to have been something he could've done...
Kishi Quidel looks over his shoulder quietly at Jason as he entered and gave a soft sniff as he began the little arresting procedure to armed people for some reason. When the stuttering wonder began his little comment he just arched an eyebrow slowly until he was done, "... Well, wasn't that special... come on, White Rabbit, you're late for your sentence." With that he blew a stream of smoke towards him and simply grinned to Ralph while unfolding his arms from his chest and letting his palms just rest lightly on the butts of his pistols.
Jason Verg shook his head at the rabbit. "Oh really? That is not what the girl's testimony said. And I think I would rather place my faith in her word then a stuttering monster who thinks shooting a gun infront of a little girl is a decent way to get her to not steal in order to survive. So you did not shoot at her huh? How the hell do you explain this then." He then reached into a bag that he hand hanging at his side with his left hand. Gently he pulled out something rather smelly and gushy. It was Sarah Jazzy's pet ferret. He placed it down infront of him to examine. It's head had been shot clear off. "So tell me how does your story check out now? And does tying her up also constitute as apart of your little plan to stop a theif who was barely two feet tall?"
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman grimaced a little when the bagged carcass was placed before them. He knew he smelled something rotten. Sucking his teeth, the wolf forced down that churning in his gut and slowly shifted his fingers. He wanted to make sure the two deputies saw he wasn't going for the revolvers at his hip - instead he was headed for the pockets on his trenchcoat. He had something there that might've helped with this situation if Benji couldn't stutter his way out of this situation.
[And that's everythin' for you guys. :3]
Benji Bunny sat on the operation table knowing that a visit from the sheriff or the deputies would be in order once they found the girl and he was afraid but he didnt know where to go or what to do for the time being. The rabbit was just trying to stop the girl from stealing, albiet his methods were more drastic. For now he would just sit there.
[And Benji, I don't know how I jumped ahead of you earlier; but sorry! XD;;;]
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman was still all for hiding Benji or getting him out of town at least. He'd at least saved up money for one train ticket, so why didn't the bunny just take it? Law couldn't do a thing to him if he wasn't in Brenton anymore. Well whatever. He'd stick by his friend through whatever happened. In his own mind, Benji's actions were justified...mostly anyway....
The Gunslinger trudges down the streets of Brenton, bootheels upsetting a cloud of dust with each heavy step, lengthy stride carrying the old fella' at a rather impressive speed for his age, his head craning back some as gaze focuses upon the nightsky; the bright moon above casting a brief predator's gleam within hard eyes, the gunslinger was quite the stargazer. Attention momentarily snaps to the doc's practice as, ears twitching some as he notes the audible knock and distinct gathering 'pon Gather's porch, chiseled brow raising some in slight curiousity; Jackson twists about on heel, boots crunching within the grit below as he makes his way over to the illuminated building. Chin rising and falling within a casual nod of acknowledgement directed towards the lawmen, his typical gruff voice audible as he addresses the two. "Fine evenin', gentlemen. Seems we've a common haunt, if'n it does ya' fine, do ya' know if'n the Doc's in tonight?"
Kishi Quidel sighs quietly to himself while stepping along the mainstreet of the town only to look up and catch sight of Jason entering a building. He would stand there for a few moments while he busied himself removing his pipe from his pouch and packing it with tobacco, settling it into the corner of his lips and lighting it. As a stream of smoke escaped his nostrils he stepped into the building behind Jason and looking around, "... What's going on here?"
Jason Verg turned to face Kishi as he made his approach. He could reckognize the smell of that tobaco pipe from just about anywhere. Unforutnetly Kishi had already opened the door and walked in. He shrugged and fallowed. "Okay, one way to handle it." Soon they were face to face with Benji and Ralph. Now both hands were resting against the side of the holsters to his gun. They had not moved to the stocks of his pistols yet but he was ready for a quick draw anytime Ralph was. He knew about his little affinity for his gang friend. "Benji your under arrest for assaulting a child with a loaded fire arm. And Ralph stay the hell out of this for your own sake. I gave your friend here a fair warning yet he thought it would be more fun to handle things like a jack ass."
Benji Bunny blinks. "I-I-I ne-ne-never sh-sh-shot h-h-h-her," he stuttered. "H-h-her p-p-pet, n-n-ne-ver a-a-aimed a-a-at h-h-er. O-On-only w-w-wanted h-h-her te-te-to stop st-st-steal-ing th-th-the doc's st-st-st-stuff," he said stunned at the accusation. He had made sure to fire infront of the girl just to stun her but it would never have hit her.
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman's breath came out in a low, rumbling growl. Needless to say, he wasn't very happy about this himself. He'd even heard a different story than that; and he trusted his best friend over some little street punk. (No offense. Ralphy was there once too! XD; ) Had Jason's hands not already been close to his guns, Ralph would've been going for his, not to mention he was a little outnumbered at the moment. Damned if he was going to let this happen though. Had to have been something he could've done...
Kishi Quidel looks over his shoulder quietly at Jason as he entered and gave a soft sniff as he began the little arresting procedure to armed people for some reason. When the stuttering wonder began his little comment he just arched an eyebrow slowly until he was done, "... Well, wasn't that special... come on, White Rabbit, you're late for your sentence." With that he blew a stream of smoke towards him and simply grinned to Ralph while unfolding his arms from his chest and letting his palms just rest lightly on the butts of his pistols.
Jason Verg shook his head at the rabbit. "Oh really? That is not what the girl's testimony said. And I think I would rather place my faith in her word then a stuttering monster who thinks shooting a gun infront of a little girl is a decent way to get her to not steal in order to survive. So you did not shoot at her huh? How the hell do you explain this then." He then reached into a bag that he hand hanging at his side with his left hand. Gently he pulled out something rather smelly and gushy. It was Sarah Jazzy's pet ferret. He placed it down infront of him to examine. It's head had been shot clear off. "So tell me how does your story check out now? And does tying her up also constitute as apart of your little plan to stop a theif who was barely two feet tall?"
Ralph "Mumbles" Newman grimaced a little when the bagged carcass was placed before them. He knew he smelled something rotten. Sucking his teeth, the wolf forced down that churning in his gut and slowly shifted his fingers. He wanted to make sure the two deputies saw he wasn't going for the revolvers at his hip - instead he was headed for the pockets on his trenchcoat. He had something there that might've helped with this situation if Benji couldn't stutter his way out of this situation.
[And that's everythin' for you guys. :3]