Let's keep it family oriented here. Sometimes a bandanna is just a bandanna.

...*hands Brom some anti-bacterial eye-drops*...

Didn't mean to kick up a bunch o' dust er nothin'.

No sweat, Tann... Just had a couple of comments after having made that "nope..can't do it" post and figured I should 'clear the air' so to speak.

*thwaps Sam* An' you keep yer comments ta Miss Will in yer own brainpan from here on out... yer scarin' th' regulars!

Eol's post had me wiping tears of laughter from my eyes...then the posts here had me laughing harder!

Ol' Dash just wouldn't be Dash without his quaint way.

Do I know the girl that runs past us as we approach the ship?? or recognize her??

I have a post in mind but wanted to add in if I know the lady or not.

Wolf recognizes her as one of the Kovak girls. There are three of them and they are triplets, so very hard to tell apart. Linda, Lisa or Lulu - although Lulu is the easiest to spot as she wears these thick glasses on the account her eyesight ain't too good. Linda is a wild one, always looking to find a way off planet - dreams of being a singer or actress or some sort of thing. Lisa is a shy one, very superstitious and insecure. Lulu is one of them always cheerful, happy types that think the glass is half full and they are more than willing to top it up for ya.

All three work at the Lawrence Saloon.

I will be posting soon. Been wrapped up with sick child and I am starting to go back to school as of tonight (Project Management Professional) as well.

We pass between twenty and sixty sites through our ringer a day. I've been trying to get true project managers in place for a couple of years now. Almost had it, but the position was severly altered upon launch. Very lucrative role down here in The States. Just about every major company is realizing they can't operate successfully without one.

Sorry... I'm a bit confused. Are Wyatt, Willow and Wolf on the Roc now? Are we waiting for a post from me? I have uncertainty and confusion.

*gropes Miss Brigit while ain't nobody watchin'*

Rl is holding me hostage again.

Right now, everyone is at the ship except Sam. So as the young lady runs out, she is passing Wyatt and crew coming up to the door. So as the door opens, Asher would hear the brass band and the people outside. At the same time, other side of town, Sam is about to enter the bank.

I need to post. Was going to do so this weekend but it was mother's day and we had an engagement party to attend. Monday, Veronica had a porject she forgot about so she dominated the computer. Tonight I have my class until 10 pm.

This weekend is a long weekend so I will definitely be up for posting but I hope to update this and CWWLLO by tomorrow.

We all know how that goes, Big Al! No worries, you just take it as it comes and we'll be here waitin' on ya whenever you're ready...

*gulps*

Sam's all alone...

...with a hot red-head...

Yeah... you take alllllll the time ya needs, puhn yoh... got all th' time inna Verse...

Tan is under a lot of pressure with work and school so he will be playing on a more part time basis. I will be NPC Wolf for the most part until he can take over again.

For reference (just in case one of you beats me to the post) what follows is the transmission Dash makes from the bank (sadly unaware that he's being scrambled).

“I sure’s hell hope one o’ ya’s got yer ears on,” Dash scowled into the communicator as he stepped towards the window to put eyes back on the sketchy group outside. He couldn’t get a bead on the big, bad wong bah duhn he’d sized up moments ago, and another one or two of them were out of sight as well, but the two directly across the street were still just where he’d left them and that didn’t set well in Dash’s gut. “I reckon I might’ve stepped inta a big pile o’ niou suh (cow poop) here at th’ bank. Got’s me a fistful o’ big damn bad men givin’ us the once an’ twice over. If’n ya can’t all come a-runnin’, at least send th’ Kid an’ his girlfriends, get me?

Might wanna go full burn on that, Roc, I’m gonna see if I can’t get the folks what’s left inside out…”
*sigh* Sam shoulda brought more grandes.

Isn't a grande a size of coffee? Robert - your Starbucks is showing.

Just in case anyone tought that the rolls always seem to go your way in my games, Robert blew hie survival roll with adding an extra die via plot points. So he is gonna be dazed and confused for at least a few minutes.