Tenchi Muyo in the west...
"Tenchi Muyo!" and characters were created by Hiroki Hayashi and Masaki Kajishima, and is the property of AIC/Nippon Television, Geneon Entertainment and FUNimation Entertainment.
And now we take you to those great old days of yester-year where women were women, Men were Men and arguments were settled with lead from a smoking gun...
It's the 1880s ( NOT the 1980s )...
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Chapter...01...
( A small southwestern town )
The sheriff watched as the stage pulled into town, only an hour late today...
Sigh... Better go out and check out the newcomers...
It was always a good idea to see who got off...
This was a quiet town, but like Tombstone and Dodge City, it could get rough...
Any one carrying a gun would be informed they'd have to check it in or get back on the stage... The cowboys had resisted at first, but soon realized that a gun NOT being within easy reach had kept several of them from winding up on Boot-hill, under a wooden plank ( with their name carved in it )...
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Sheriff Kiyone Makibi had inherited the job when her father was bushwhacked while tracking cattle thieves... No one else had wanted the job, no one honest that is... Being brought up as a 'tomboy' had helped... Kiyone had worn jeans all her life, trying to be the son her father had wanted...
Adjusting the badge on her vest, she pulled out her colt 'peace-maker' and checked the shells in the chambers... All fresh, the last thing you wanted to hear when you had to shoot was " CLICK "...She lowered the 'hammer' on the empty chamber, a trick her father used... Reholstering it, she reached over and picked up the double-barrel shotgun... Quicker to use and tended to settle any arguments that might arise... More that one rude cowboy had changed their tune for " Not on your life " to " Yes, Ma'am ", upon finding themselves looking into it's HUGE barrels... Both chambers loaded, check...
She thought about waking her deputy Mihoshi Kuramitsu, but Mihoshi had the night watch and needed her sleep...
Taking a deep breath, Kiyone exited the Sheriff's office and crossed the street to the local hotel, where the stage was...
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Stepping up onto the boardwalk, she noted that the passengers hadn't gotten out yet... Perhaps there weren't any this trip...
But...
" Jurai-town... Half hour lay over, you folks may want to stretch your legs... "
A large carpetbag landed on the boardwalk next to Kiyone...
Kiyone looked up and raised an eyebrow at 'Wildcat' Charlie, the stage driver...
Charlie looked down and took note of Kiyone looking up at him, just a hint of a smile crossed his lips and was gone... Charlie was so old, he had wrinkles on his wrinkles... Kiyone figured he was at least into his late 40s, early 50s...
Kiyones eyes returned to the stage door as a well dressed gentleman got out...
A gambler?
Turning around he helped a well-dressed lady out... She took his arm and they entered the hotel...
Passing through...
A couple of nuns exited the stage, also entering the Hotel...
Kiyone waited a while but no one else exited the stage... And the carpetbag still sat there on the boardwalk...
Stepping over to the stage, Kiyone opened the door, the shotgun ready...
Peeking in, she found...
Nothing?
The stage was empty...
Confused, Kiyone turned to ask 'old charlie' about the bag, but found...
It's GONE !!!!
to be continued...
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