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Jazmina would nod in greeting at the deputy. "Something of the sort... Roberts, has he been known to get violent or is he more likely to run if confronted?"

Jazmina would consider the various bounties... Theoretically, she could whittle down any companions to the bounties with her repeater. But the element of surprise could only go so far, so it might be within her interest to at least make up for her expenses in getting set up within the town...

Jazmina rolled her eyes... And tried to ignore the sliver of excitement that circled within her lower abdomen. "... Stupid, sexy stablehands." With Zancada being cared for - and his voracious appetite being foisted on someone else - she makes her way over to the Sheriff's office, intent on at...

Jazmina arched her brow at the stableboy's persistence. She wouldn't give him the time of day... Normally. Saving money, however, was one of her highest priorities. With an inward sigh, she hands over the reins. "Find a stall for Zancada and we can... Work out the details. Tonight, not now."

Jazmina simply pat Zancada on the neck, silently urging him to be patient, before coming upon the stableboy. Despite her best efforts, she found herself... Less charmed by him and more amused. "Hello, silly gringo man. You can do one of those things for me," she replied as she dismounted...

Jazmina nodded along to the barkeep's words... The settlement didn't seem unusual in the habits of the local criminal population... Minor crimes within the city limits, major crimes in the outskirts and beyond. Perhaps if the place ended up expanding, the opportunity for a true vagabond to...

Jazmina nodded, inwardly appreciating that despite his obvious prejudices, the barkeep seemed to be giving her a fair deal. "Very well," she said curtly, before handing over ten dollars... After all, ten for seven days was more financially efficient than fourteen divided by two. "While I have...

Olena shivered as something hot and hard ran between her lower lips, covering Uranus's cock with her excitement and ensuring he had plenty of lubrication to enable an entry. For her part, the Vixen let out a heated breath as she was repaid for her teasing with interest. It felt so unfair being...

Jazmina lifted her chin imperiously at the grumbling barkeep. The feeling was apparently mutual, though perhaps in this case it was based on the lady's classism over the man's racism. "Good morning," Jazmina started in a delightfully aristocratic display of caustically demonstrating the proper...

Olena shook her head at the suggestion of attacking an Imperial facility. "We might not even have to attack a military installation. The people on this planet will still want to get things on and off planet, so they'll need a space port and a communications array to make it happen. At the very...

Jazmina stopped Zancada at the entrance to the main street, her intense amber gaze scanning the town's most notable establishments and the citizenry that milled in and around them. She sniffed in derisive disappointment at the lack of fine dining establishments. "I suppose I will need to...

Olena frowned - but she wasn't surprised. Someone was going to say something. "I understand that's how it usually is, but we don't have the luxury of building our strength for twenty years. One day, the Republic is going to send someone after us, and they're going to walk into the same trap as...

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...

Looking at old threads has been quite fun. It's nice knowing who - and what - I'm sharing this space with. >:3

Olena did grin, pleased by the sight of a hard cock just waiting to scratch the itch that burned within her core and the equally hard man that cock was attached to. Needless to say, she enjoyed scarred muscle as much as any hot-blooded woman. Goose bumps rose on her skin where Uranus's hands...

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...

Olena quietly gulped at the dreaded mention of responsibility... Then again, she had been spitting a lot of ideas. Maybe she had it coming - a sort of put-up-or-shut-up from Adot. Sighing to expel the building anxiety in her gut, the Amazonian Amaran stood up a little straighter. "I've mentioned...

Olena blinked, before nodding with a slight smile. She was pleased to be in the in group... Even if it was probably because she happened to be on watch this time.

Name: Jazmina De Villa, Former Heiress and Bandita Sex: Female DOB: 1865 (25 Years) Picture: (Jazmina tempting a mark - one of very few times she was able to quell the fire within her with the aid of another.) History: Jazmina is a Mexican citizen born under the flag of the Second Mexican...

Olena would wander over, pulling her rifle around to hang from the front as she casually draped her arms over it. "Are we not waking the others up for this? It's not like those engines haven't already got them rolling around in their bivouacs."