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Eva, wild west style
A good breeze passed through the medium-sized town. The local messenger-boy had a good pace as he ran toward the sheriff's office. He was panting slightly as he entered the office.
"Deputy Shinji, deputy Shinji, th' mayor wants ta have a word with you. He said to some by as soon as you can."
Shinji looked at the boy, then back at his cards, and folded his hand. "Okay, Kaji. You win. I might as well go now." he said as he rose from his seat and put on his stetson.
"It's a good thing that you folded Shinji, look." Kaji said, showing his hand: nothing, not even a pair of two's.
"I'm gonna get you for that one of these days, Kaji. I'll beat you or out-bluff you someday." Shinji said as he walked out the door.
"Good luck on that Shinji." Kaji replied laughing.
Shinji mosey'ed down the center strip, in his white shirt, dark blue vest with his sheriff's deputy badge displayed proudly over his heart. His brown leather cowboy boots trod over the wood plank sidewalk, while his black pants covered his legs, and a grey stetson propped on his head. When he finally reached the mayor's office, Shinji walked in and knocked on the door.
"Come in." came the voice from behind the door.
Shinji walked in and saw an old man sitting at his desk. "You wanted to see me, mayor Fuyutsky?"
"Yes I did, Shinji. Please, sit down." Shinji took a seat and made himself comfortable. "Shinji, my neice Rei is coming home from college, way back east. She'll be arriving day after tomorrow on the 2:15 from Los Alamos. Tomorrow, I want you to take a wagon out to the station in Yuma to greet her and take her back here. It's a day's trip with a horse and wagon and I'd love to go get her myself, but I really can't get away from all this work."
"I see sir, but this really isn't the kind of job that I do. I'm a lawman, not an errand boy."
"I know that, but you are a helluva shot with a gun and I'd just feel safer knowing that she'd have someone to protect her on the trip here."
"I still don't know sir."
"There'll be fifty dollars in it for you, as a way of saying thank you for going out of your way for an old man like me."
"Thank you, sir. I'll leave tomorrow morning and be there in time to greet her."
"No, thank you Shinji for doing an old man a favor. You'll get your money when you return with her." mayor Fuyutsky said as he rose out of his seat to show Shinji to the door. Shinji was walking out of the mayor's office when he felt that his gun belt was a little light.
Checking his gun belt, he found that he had about 12 rounds left. 'Hmm. I guess I'll have to see Kensuke and get some more bullets. I wonder how his wife is doing?'
Shinji stopped into a store, with a sign out front that read 'Aida Gunsmiths.' "Hello Shinji." said a perky voice from behind the counter.
"Hello Mana. Is Kensuke here?" asked Shinji.
"Hang on a second, I'll get him." She walked into the back room and Shinji mulled around looking at the vast displays of weapons ranging from knives, to revolvers, to rifles. Suddenly, Shinji heard the scuffling of feet emerging from the back room. He turned around to see his friend Kensuke come out from the door to the back room.
"Hey Shinji. What brings you 'round here?"
"Amunition. I seem to be running a little low right now."
"What kind are you looking for?"
"Colt revolver, .45. Incidentally, did the rifle I order come in yet?"
"Here's the ammunition you need. 2 boxes; 100 rounds. The rifle? Yeah, it just came in yesterday. Winchester 40-82 custom, right?"
"Yeah, that's the one I ordered. Can I get it?"
"Sure." Kensuke replied, reaching under the counter pulling out a rifle. "Here it is. Ready to be loaded. To be quite honest, this is one of the more popular rifles out here. It has a superior balance, lever action with smooth trigger action and a range of about 1500 feet."
"Really, huh? Impressive. A lot better than the regular 1200 feet." said Shinji lifting the rifle
"But it only has a capacity of 8 rounds. In a heated gunfight, you'll be reloading more often then with another rifle." commented Kensuke.
"I say it's a good trade-off."
"That all?"
"Yeah, I guess that'll be all. How much I owe ya?"
"35 dollars for everything." said Kensuke.
Shinji handed him the money. "Thanks Kensuke."
"Tell Kaji I said 'hi'."
"Will do." replied Shinji as he walked out the door, bullets in hand and rifle slung over his shoulder. Looking towards the setting sun, he set out down the street to the sheriff's office. Arriving at the office, Shinji found sheriff Kaji sitting there in his brown pants and grey shirt, cleaning his gun.
"Hey Kaji. I'm back."
"So what did the mayor want?"
"He wants me to take a wagon out to Yuma to pick up his neice at the train station."
Kaji had a small grin on his face as he went back to his cleaning. "He wants you to 'pick up' his neice?" he replied with a lewd smile. "If he wanted someone to 'pick up' his neice, he should have sent me."
"He knows you too well to do that and besides, you already have Misato, so why get another?"
"Because I can. By the way, what's that new toy you have there?" asked Kaji, eyeing the rifle slung over Shinji's shoulder.
"My new Winchester 40-82 custom."
"Nice. What kinda range you got that thing?"
"1500 feet. The regular model fires only 1200 feet." Kaji whistled appreciatively.
"You gonna take that with you when you pick her up?" said Kaji with that lewd smile of his.
"Okay, stop with those looks, alright. Nothing's going to happen between me and her, okay. So stop teasing me like that."
"Misato was right. You do go ballistic."
"Whatever. I'm going back to the boarding house to get some sleep. I gotta big day in front of me."
"How are you going to get there?"
"If I leave tomorrow morning, I'll reach Rosewood by noon, maybe stop there for lunch, be on the road maybe 30 minutes later. Reach Yuma by nightfall, get some sleep and pick her up in the morning. If we hurry, we'll make Rosewood by nightfall. We'll stay the night there and get back on the road in the morning, and return here by lunchtime."
"You really thought this out, haven't you Shinji. Well, good luck anyway."
"Thanks, Kaji. See you tomorrow."
"See ya, Shinji." said Kaji as Shinji walked out of the sheriff's office and headed off to his room in the boarding house.
Well, that took two days. I started this early Saturday morning, after I finished watching 'The Good, The Bad and The Ugly'. I had been reading on FFN and there were no fics like this and I figgured 'why not'? There are WW2 stories but no wild west-type fics.
Eva, wild west style
A good breeze passed through the medium-sized town. The local messenger-boy had a good pace as he ran toward the sheriff's office. He was panting slightly as he entered the office.
"Deputy Shinji, deputy Shinji, th' mayor wants ta have a word with you. He said to some by as soon as you can."
Shinji looked at the boy, then back at his cards, and folded his hand. "Okay, Kaji. You win. I might as well go now." he said as he rose from his seat and put on his stetson.
"It's a good thing that you folded Shinji, look." Kaji said, showing his hand: nothing, not even a pair of two's.
"I'm gonna get you for that one of these days, Kaji. I'll beat you or out-bluff you someday." Shinji said as he walked out the door.
"Good luck on that Shinji." Kaji replied laughing.
Shinji mosey'ed down the center strip, in his white shirt, dark blue vest with his sheriff's deputy badge displayed proudly over his heart. His brown leather cowboy boots trod over the wood plank sidewalk, while his black pants covered his legs, and a grey stetson propped on his head. When he finally reached the mayor's office, Shinji walked in and knocked on the door.
"Come in." came the voice from behind the door.
Shinji walked in and saw an old man sitting at his desk. "You wanted to see me, mayor Fuyutsky?"
"Yes I did, Shinji. Please, sit down." Shinji took a seat and made himself comfortable. "Shinji, my neice Rei is coming home from college, way back east. She'll be arriving day after tomorrow on the 2:15 from Los Alamos. Tomorrow, I want you to take a wagon out to the station in Yuma to greet her and take her back here. It's a day's trip with a horse and wagon and I'd love to go get her myself, but I really can't get away from all this work."
"I see sir, but this really isn't the kind of job that I do. I'm a lawman, not an errand boy."
"I know that, but you are a helluva shot with a gun and I'd just feel safer knowing that she'd have someone to protect her on the trip here."
"I still don't know sir."
"There'll be fifty dollars in it for you, as a way of saying thank you for going out of your way for an old man like me."
"Thank you, sir. I'll leave tomorrow morning and be there in time to greet her."
"No, thank you Shinji for doing an old man a favor. You'll get your money when you return with her." mayor Fuyutsky said as he rose out of his seat to show Shinji to the door. Shinji was walking out of the mayor's office when he felt that his gun belt was a little light.
Checking his gun belt, he found that he had about 12 rounds left. 'Hmm. I guess I'll have to see Kensuke and get some more bullets. I wonder how his wife is doing?'
Shinji stopped into a store, with a sign out front that read 'Aida Gunsmiths.' "Hello Shinji." said a perky voice from behind the counter.
"Hello Mana. Is Kensuke here?" asked Shinji.
"Hang on a second, I'll get him." She walked into the back room and Shinji mulled around looking at the vast displays of weapons ranging from knives, to revolvers, to rifles. Suddenly, Shinji heard the scuffling of feet emerging from the back room. He turned around to see his friend Kensuke come out from the door to the back room.
"Hey Shinji. What brings you 'round here?"
"Amunition. I seem to be running a little low right now."
"What kind are you looking for?"
"Colt revolver, .45. Incidentally, did the rifle I order come in yet?"
"Here's the ammunition you need. 2 boxes; 100 rounds. The rifle? Yeah, it just came in yesterday. Winchester 40-82 custom, right?"
"Yeah, that's the one I ordered. Can I get it?"
"Sure." Kensuke replied, reaching under the counter pulling out a rifle. "Here it is. Ready to be loaded. To be quite honest, this is one of the more popular rifles out here. It has a superior balance, lever action with smooth trigger action and a range of about 1500 feet."
"Really, huh? Impressive. A lot better than the regular 1200 feet." said Shinji lifting the rifle
"But it only has a capacity of 8 rounds. In a heated gunfight, you'll be reloading more often then with another rifle." commented Kensuke.
"I say it's a good trade-off."
"That all?"
"Yeah, I guess that'll be all. How much I owe ya?"
"35 dollars for everything." said Kensuke.
Shinji handed him the money. "Thanks Kensuke."
"Tell Kaji I said 'hi'."
"Will do." replied Shinji as he walked out the door, bullets in hand and rifle slung over his shoulder. Looking towards the setting sun, he set out down the street to the sheriff's office. Arriving at the office, Shinji found sheriff Kaji sitting there in his brown pants and grey shirt, cleaning his gun.
"Hey Kaji. I'm back."
"So what did the mayor want?"
"He wants me to take a wagon out to Yuma to pick up his neice at the train station."
Kaji had a small grin on his face as he went back to his cleaning. "He wants you to 'pick up' his neice?" he replied with a lewd smile. "If he wanted someone to 'pick up' his neice, he should have sent me."
"He knows you too well to do that and besides, you already have Misato, so why get another?"
"Because I can. By the way, what's that new toy you have there?" asked Kaji, eyeing the rifle slung over Shinji's shoulder.
"My new Winchester 40-82 custom."
"Nice. What kinda range you got that thing?"
"1500 feet. The regular model fires only 1200 feet." Kaji whistled appreciatively.
"You gonna take that with you when you pick her up?" said Kaji with that lewd smile of his.
"Okay, stop with those looks, alright. Nothing's going to happen between me and her, okay. So stop teasing me like that."
"Misato was right. You do go ballistic."
"Whatever. I'm going back to the boarding house to get some sleep. I gotta big day in front of me."
"How are you going to get there?"
"If I leave tomorrow morning, I'll reach Rosewood by noon, maybe stop there for lunch, be on the road maybe 30 minutes later. Reach Yuma by nightfall, get some sleep and pick her up in the morning. If we hurry, we'll make Rosewood by nightfall. We'll stay the night there and get back on the road in the morning, and return here by lunchtime."
"You really thought this out, haven't you Shinji. Well, good luck anyway."
"Thanks, Kaji. See you tomorrow."
"See ya, Shinji." said Kaji as Shinji walked out of the sheriff's office and headed off to his room in the boarding house.
Well, that took two days. I started this early Saturday morning, after I finished watching 'The Good, The Bad and The Ugly'. I had been reading on FFN and there were no fics like this and I figgured 'why not'? There are WW2 stories but no wild west-type fics.