High Stakes at Coyote Bluff (Wild West RP)

(This is chaotic)

Cursing at the chaotic fight, cursing the horse, Kate again, crawled to grab the gun and, staying in laying position, to make herself as small as possible, she fired again.

 

(Roll with double disadvantage d20: 18-4+2=16 success)
With terrible pain in the bloody shoulder and probably some broken ribs, Kate managed to aim successfully at courier, as he getting up. She hit him in the leg, making him fall on his knees and he shoot at Kate with his own colt.
(Roll with disadvantage d20: 12-2=10 medium)
His shot managed to scratch Kate in her wounded arm, but she managed to keep gun.

 

Kate hit the ground, making herself as small target as possible.

She aimed, and fired again.

 

(D20: 14- 4 +2=12 success)
Kate managed to successfully aimed at courier and this time it was deadly. He falls on the ground and doesn’t rise again. Kate managed to win this fight but wound in the shoulder and some broken ribs called for doctor eye. Courier horse ride away from Kate, keeping distance. Her own horse kept closer to her.

 

Kate cursed as she quickly applied a temporary bandage to her shoulder. She then went to check the man for all the valuables, took his money and gun, as well as his ammo. She also gave him a kick just for satisfaction.

She then got on the horse and tried to catch the horse of the courier, but if she failed, she just returned to the city, and went to the doctor.

 

Bullet in her shoulder gives her pain at every move, while her ribs make breathing harder and harmfull. As she check for couriers's money, she found ( Roll d12: 6 https://www.rolldicewithfriends.com/rooms/highstakesatcoyotebluffwi) 6$, two cigarettes, one rilfe and one colt and one cadriges for each weapon (20 for colt and 12 for rifle). She also found photo showing atractice lady, and Kate recognised in them female deputy of sheriff, to which Kate masturbate. Behind photo it was written "See you next time, your Elisabeth".
(Roll for catching horse, with disadventage for wound d20: 18-4=14 success)
Despite her wounded state, Kate managed to catch horse of courier, by grabing reins.
(Perception check d20: 9 failure)
Kate begin her ride back into the town.

 

Kate decided to remove anything of value from the horse, then leave it free. The picture of the deputy she dropped somewhere on the way. She only kept ammunition, cigars and weapons - after making sure they were not marked in any way. She grabbed her hat and hid it in the sack - she would repair it later.

She returned to the city, and went to the doctor to have her wound checked out.

 

Kate managed to return to the city without any misadventures, but wound in her shoulder nonstop remind her about itself. Kate spotted house with writen "Medicine", which could mean drug store or doctor of medicine.
As she enter the store, she was welcome by smell of potions, medicaments and herbs. Behind table with bottles and glasses, stand red haired woman and cutting some flowers.

"Oh, hello dear customer, what can I do for you?"

 

Kate nodded to the woman as she took a seat, not even able to appreciate the beauty due to pain.

"A healing." She said as she sat in the chair, raising the poncho to show the wound.

 

Woman stepped closer to Kate and without asking her question she take off her shirt. She made quiet oh, as she checked bloody bandage on Kate shoulder and marks on her torso.
"Wow, girl you got yourself into nasty state. Where did you get that?"
She asked as she used scisoress to cut off bandage from her skin, using alcohol to not hurt her more.
"Ugly wound, no doubt. It was short range, so your opponet must go close to you."
She pulled tongs and smaller knive and put them in mettalic box, to heat them with water and clean them.
"Alright, here are my prize. For removing bullet without painkillers it will be 5$, with painkillers it will be 8$. For your chest I will tell latter, after I will egzamine you". She told Kate.

 

Kat nodded her head as she put 17$ on the table.

"I would appreciate discretion." She said as she got up and started putting on her clothes.

That enterprise put her at a net loss. She would need to find something else... or safer to do.

"Thank you for the quick fix." She smiled at the woman.

 

(Cash: 54-17=37$)
Woman gives some white pil for Kate to swallow, it makes for her easier to handle remowing of the bullet from her body. It was messy, but doctor managed to grab bullet and put it in the bucket.
"You been lucky, no broken ribs. I would recomend to you long, hot bath, it helps. And you should today rest, take your time to go back to full health"
She bandaged Kate shoulder with precision of the profesional.
"Hippocrates oath". She just say, but still take extra money.
"I can sell you more of pain killers, if you want. Just 1$ each".

 

Kate smiled gratefully and put on the table 3$.

"I will take 3." She said. Once the transaction was finished, she returned to the saloon. She would need to discreetly find if someone would buy her stolen guns.

With that in mind she took food from the bar and went to her room to eat, then take a bath and go to sleep.

 

(Cash 37-3-1-3=30$)
In the saloon basic food cost her 1$ and getting hot water for the bath it been 3$. As Kate eats her meal, service heated water for her. When she finished her meal, water was ready for her to take a bath.

 

Kate stripped and lay in the bath. She enjoyed the hot relief before leaving it, with regret.

She put on her clothes, then returned to her room. She reloaded her guns before going to sleep.

 

As Kate sleep, pain in her chest and shoulder gives her hard time. Painkillers allows her to sleep, but in she had a nightmares. In her dreams courier managed to captured her, strip her naked and bring her to sheriff who sentenced her to humilating public works, as all citisents belittle her and make hell of her existence.
In the morning she wake up all sweated, not rested and in pain. Drugs from the last day stoped working. Outside the room it was nice weather, sun clouded so it wasn't so warm like yesterday.

 

Jazmina's hands shot up at the trail of mud that now stained her white leather boots - highly conspicuous but one couldn't make too many concessions to fashion when they wore a white riding jacket. Between how valuable her mount was and the difficulty of her journey, the hostile heiress choked down the curses that bubbled in her chest and simply sighed in frustration. Grabbed a handkerchief, she tried to clean off the mud, before screwing the cap on her canteen and stepping away from the river. She reached into her jacket and procured her pack of cigarettes and a lighter, indulging in her nasty habit as she kicked some dirt onto the embers of her campfire. Her eyes shifted up to the elaborate tent she was both blessed and cursed with.

Jazmina savored her cigarette as she put a boot through one of the stirrups on Zancada - Strider - and pushed herself up and into the saddle of her mount. She reached down to rub her hand along the creature's neck, before rewarding him with an apple for his hard work in getting her this far. "A good horse - like a good soldier - requires as much nurturing as disciplining," her father's voice echoed in her mind, a distant memory that seemed to be from another life. With a grimace, Jazmina reached down and took the repeater out of its holster along her saddle to deter and react to any would-be "conversationalists" and bandits, cradling the base of the stock against her thigh while she directed Zancada with her free hand, a gentle kick urging him to continue their journey to Coyote Bluff...

 

Strider eats apple with appetive and if he could speak, he would ask for more. Horse give a whickering as Jazmina give him kick, and he follow in the pointed direction. As she ride, she hear in the distance sound of train and soon, after leaving the valley near river, she spotted railway tracks. Train travel in the opposite direction to her, leaving long tail of smoke behind. As smoke spread in the air, Jazmina seen before her city, Coyote Bluff. It was not far away, hour or less, to come in.

 

Jazmina idly observed the train as it passed - examining the occupants or cargo and the level of affluence suggested by their belongings - before returning her amber gaze to the settlement ahead. As she drew closer, close enough to be spotted by the outlying citizenry and her weapon to be noticed, she would holster her repeater to avoid drawing any undue attention to herself... Well, no more than one would draw attention as beautiful, well-dressed, English-speaking Mexican would earn from a podunk town such as this. She sniffed derisively, already comparing Coyote Bluff unfavorably to the likes of Veracruz and Mexico City... Anymore excess emotion failed to manifest past her carefully constructed mask of stoicism and the light cloud of cigarette smoke that billowed before her burning gaze. "Come on, Zancada, just a bit further," she urged her faithful - if rude - steed.

 

Kate gasped as she woke up, her body covered with sweat, memories of the depraved dream... Still, she doubted that it would be how the reality would go.

She realised it was stil quite early, so she decided to have some fun. She threw the sheets to the site, as her hand started groping her breast while her fingers moved between her legs, her imagination went back to the dream, as she imagined herself, waking up, laying on the back of the horse of the courier, hands tied behind back... Captured.