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After Chaos (Read 187519 times)
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2720 - Apr 17th, 2021, 7:34pm
 
As Hondo and the two old coots, Hondo watched the door out of the corner of his eye. The sighed and shook his head after the bartender had left their refills.
 
 
"I hope we haven't signed our death warrants, Silas." He said
 
 
The other chuckled, "Elisha, I swear you worry too much. "Course you worried like an old woman back when you were still a young squirt!"
 
 
Elisha frowned, "My cautiousness has kept us alive, you old goat!"
 
 
"Well, my lack of cautiousness is why we've had any fun at all over the years, ya old stick in the mud!" Silas retorted.  
 
 
About then the front door opened, and they prepared themselves for the confrontation. Hondo noted that the toughs in the back, the supposed lawmen, seemed to stiffen and ready themselves for something, but then relaxed as if it was not who they expected to walk through the door. Hondo's attention went back to the door, and who entered was not who he expected either.  
 
 
"False alarm, not who we're lookin' for. Don't know who he's lookin' for but glad it's not me." Silas whispered.
 
 
"Should pit this mean looking cowboy against him and see who wins! Would be interesting." Elisha said.
 
 
About then the man who entered walked up to the table and spoke, “What The #$@! Is That Smell? It Smells Like That Dead Lich In The Ring From Nights Ago!”
 
 
Silas and Elisha almost pissed themselves as he WAS approaching their table and seemed to be speaking at them. Hondo slid his chair around enough to face the newcomer without standing up.
 
 
"Quit your complainin'. The butcher would have gagged a maggot off a meat wagon, an' I don't wanna even talk 'bout that burnt hair an' flesh smell the arsonist left behind!" Hondo replied.
 
 
He nodded towards an empty chair, "Pop a squat, Amigo. I'll buy ya a drink."
 
 
Fernando nodded and took a seat.  
 
 
"Lich? Butcher? Arsonist? You were at the fights in fight-town?" Silas askes
 
 
"After a manner." Hondo replied cautiously as the bartender eyed them suspiciously.
 
 
Fernando was looking for attention, though, so he loudly replied, "At the fight? We were the fight!"
       
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2721 - Apr 17th, 2021, 10:11pm
 
Things in the camp have gotten quiet with Fernando, Hondo, and Val with Maggie and Molly having gone to town and Ruth taking Zoey and Macey to her camper trailer for ‘appropriate’ adult supervision. It does not mean that things have stopped, but continues onward at a quieter pace. But as things continue to go on, nobody notices that they are being watched. It is difficult to see a periscope made from cardboard looking out from inside a sewer drain. Those surveying the camp are for the most part harmless though they can be a nuisance. For now they just observe.
 
What they notice in their observations are things that do not make sense to them: humans and wessens working together, both armed as if ready for war but are on the same side. They patrol the area their vehicles are in as if someone of valued importance was within their midst. Furthermore, when a human with a female sheep Wessen talks to the others, they all disagree in what she has to say yet continues to talk to find a common ground. Wessens, not obeying or agreeing with what a human has to say, they are at a loss for words in witnessing this.
 
It is several more hours before day turns into night, but they continue to stay until their stomachs tell them to go look for food.
 
 
At the bar, Fernando tells Hondo as he hands him his Walking Time Stick, “After all this is said and down and we leave for the next time, I’ll be giving you my other Walking Time Stick.”
 
“Eh?” Hondo replies.
 
“My other Walking Time Stick – the one Wilbur had. The problem is from what I gather it is from a parallel universe. And it is currently dead as its Orion Rift Generator has run out of fuel. But I can get it restarted and teach you how to use it... after all this is said and done.” Fernando explains.
 
“Uhm, sure, Jefe. But why?” Hondo says and asks.
 
“Simple, I cannot keep an eye on two of them, and even if I hide it or lock it away, somebody will find it and try to take it. It is better if it is with somebody I can trust. That somebody I can trust is you.” Fernando explains.
 
“Oh...” Hondo replies.
 
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Reply #2722 - Apr 19th, 2021, 10:04pm
 
Orange = repeat from my last post.
 
Blue = tie in Fernando's post
 
 
 
Fernando nodded and took a seat.  
 
 
"Lich? Butcher? Arsonist? You were at the fights in fight-town?" Silas askes.
 
 
"After a manner." Hondo replied cautiously as the bartender eyed them suspiciously.
 
 
Fernando was looking for attention, though, so he loudly replied, "At the fight? We were the fight!"

 
 
"Were the fight? You can't mean...." Silas started to say in disbelief.
 
 
Elisha shook his head, "What else ya think he mean's you old fool!"
 
 
Elisha stared between Hondo and Fernando for a moment, "You two look like ya could be tough, but that tough I'm not sure.... "
 
 
Fernando gave him a cold look, "You do not want a personal demonstration, trust us."
 
 
"I'm sure I do not, but if ya are them, I'm sure I'll see somethin' here soon. Now, Old Cho, the owner here, has a flier in his office I believe. I  might just go grab it for a spell." Elisha said with a nod.  
 
 
"Old Cho? That doesn't sound very spanish." Hondo commented with a raised eyebrow.
 
 
"He ain't. He got kicked outta that town by the inland sea that's ran by them 'ornamentals'. He's one of them 'ornamental's himself. When he got kicked out he ran into a group of hispanics from that there Mexico land down south. They were headed here. They knew how to cook, an' he had himself some dough an' a knowledge 'bout restaurantin', so he started this place. Now, you folks don't start the fun without me. I'll be back in a tick." Elisha replied.
 
 
As Elisha made his way to the owners office in the rear and Slias turned to talk the the bartender who thought their story was a load of bull. Unbeknownst to them the bartender had pushed a silent alarm button.  
 
 
As the others were otherwise occupied, Hondo and Fernando were left alone to speak more candidly. Fernando tells Hondo as he hands him his Walking Time Stick, “After all this is said and down and we leave for the next time, I’ll be giving you my other Walking Time Stick.”
 
“Eh?” Hondo replies.
 
“My other Walking Time Stick – the one Wilbur had. The problem is from what I gather it is from a parallel universe. And it is currently dead as its Orion Rift Generator has run out of fuel. But I can get it restarted and teach you how to use it... after all this is said and done.” Fernando explains.
 
“Uhm, sure, Jefe. But why?” Hondo says and asks.
 
“Simple, I cannot keep an eye on two of them, and even if I hide it or lock it away, somebody will find it and try to take it. It is better if it is with somebody I can trust. That somebody I can trust is you.” Fernando explains.
 
“Oh...” Hondo replies.
 
 
 
"But we have other issues at hand, I gather." Fernando replied.
 
 
"Tonya." Hondo replied
 
 
"I was in the market, gathered some information. I came looking for you originally. I'm half surprised you've not tried to storm Wessen Town alone. I know that you're gutsy enough to take it on, so there must be more going on." Fernando summarized.
 
 
"You've probably heard that Wessen Town doesn't welcome humans."  Hondo replied
 
 
"Sounds like it may possibly be a death sentence to most, I've got the feeling." Fernando added.
 
 
"Yeah, So I'm not sure if they know us an' are watchin' for us or what kinda danger Tonya is in. I'll not let her just disappear like Valentine did, believe you me, but these old codgers told me that the leader of Wessen Town, of who they saw take Tonya away, comes here for dinner every night. I don't know that I could get close to him there, but here I have a shot." Hondo said
 
 
Fernando frowned, "It's a good plan but you should have called me or came and got me or sent someone."
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "Couldn't risk losin' my lead, don't know who may be listenin' on the radio as these handhelds aren't encrypted, an' I don't trust anyone here to send a message with them. "
 
 
Fernando nodded, "I could assume as much, just wanted to make sure you were thinking this out and not just charging in like a bull."
 
 
Hondo scowled a bit, "For someone you trust you sure like t question my judgement."
 
 
It was Fernando's turn to scowl back, "That's not it at all. I know what you have been through lately, and though I do not know details, I know Valentine has not been herself, and now Tonya has disappeared and we know she was hurt. If we need to, we will walk into that town and make Sodom like like a beach party! I just need to know where your head is."
 
 
Hondo scowled for a moment longer before sighing and relaxing his features a bit.
 
 
"No, that's fair. It's been a lot lately. I should be more worried, but I feel that she's alright. Call it that Sackett sixth sense. I want her back but as worried as I am, I feel we have time to play it safe." Hondo replied
 
 
"Your sixth sense has served us both well in the past. No sense discounting it now. I would rather you follow that and think things through than to go play destroyer.... without inviting me first, that is." Fernando replied with a rye grin.  
 
 
 
"I'd not leave you out intentionally, unless it was an emergency. Everyone might think I'm just a #$@!in' bull in a china store, but that's cause I need to be at times, an' most aren't willin' to be."  Hondo replied
 
 
Fernando was about to comment on Hondo's reply, but the front door burst open suddenly and drew their attention.
 
 
Fernando nodded at the new comers, "That looks like an actual bull in a Mexican restaurant. Looks like we can test out your talents."
 
 
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As Hector and Tonya walked along someone called out to them.
 
 
"Boss! Boss, wait!" A voice called.
 
 
 A  large bull Wessen, a Taureus-Armenta, a large bear Wessen, a Jägerbar, two goat wessens, Ziegevolks, and a pig wessen, Bauerschwein came running up to them. Hector turned sharply and gave them a very cold look. It was evident to everyone that his was pissed, but he looked at Tonya who gave him a bit of a curious look and he swallowed his anger.
 
 
"I gave my wishes that I did not wish my evening with this fair flower disturbed, so I truly hope whatever you have to say is important." He replied coolly.
 
 
"There was a silent alarm sounded at the Hacienda Restaurante. We knew you were headed there and did not want you running into a situation... especially with your company, sir." The Jägerbar said.  
 
 
Hector sighed then nodded, "You did well, compadre. You, Big Willie, and Porkie come along. You three go in the front door, while I escort the fair señorita to the back porch. I will come in through the back door once I know she is safe." He then turned to the two Ziegevolks, "Ted, Jed, you two guard the road and make sure no one else joins us."
 
 
The Ziegevolks nodded and moved down the road a bit to keep anyone away.
 
 
Hector nodded to the other three, "Ok, give metwo minutes then make your entrance."
 
 
The other three nodded and headed to the door. Hector turned to Tonya, "I apologize for this, bonita. I assure you it will be quickly dealt with then we can get on with our evening."
 
 
"I can help... if you'd like. I've helped papa before." She offered.
 
 
"I would not dream of seeing you in harms way, my flower. Besides, my compadres can handle the situation with little effort." He relied with a smile.
 
 
She nodded and followed him to the rear of the restaurant. He lead her to a table under an awning, not far from the door.  
 
 
"You will be safe here, bonita. I will be back in un momento." He replied, giving her a dashing smile.
 
 
She smiled a bit of an embarassed smile, but found herself getting bolder about looking into his eyes.
 
 
"Just be safe and come back to me soon." She replied softly.
 
 
"That I will." He said with a half bow, before turning towards the door.  
 
 
A loud slam, the sound of smashing furniture, then the sound of a window shattering broke the easy quiet.
 
 
"Ah! sounds as if my friends have started without me. I will return, Bonita." He said as he smiled once more, then opened the door and went inside.
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Reply #2723 - Apr 20th, 2021, 2:19pm
 
In the background of the frequency is a faint beeping signal that seems to punch through the static. To some it seems random, to others some kind of coded message from the government; though the both  of them can not figure out what is going on or why the signal comes and goes at random times during the day or night. Furthermore, there is on being transmitted on is at 27.145 MHz, outside of most public radio access as it is an “In Between Channel” on the CB Band – between channels 15 and 16. Only those with modified radios can get access to it and use it for private communications though this is very rare to do. Though it is an in between channel, interference from dirty radios leaking into the frequency causes a heavy static in the back ground that this soft beep seems to punch through.  The beeping repeats itself.
-... .-. ..- -.-. . / .-.. . . / -....- / -... .-. ..- -.-. . / .-.. . . / -....- / -.-- --- ..- / --- ..- - / - .... . .-. . ..--..
-... .-. ..- -.-. . / .-.. . . / -....- / -... .-. ..- -.-. . / .-.. . . / -....- / -.-- --- ..- / --- ..- - / - .... . .-. . ..--..
 
After a few seconds of silence, the pattern seems to change.
- .... .. ... / .. ... / .-.. . . / -....- / ... - .- -.-- / --.- ..- .. . - / ..- -. - .. .-.. / .. / ... .- -.-- / ... --- -.-.--
 
And it changes again after some silence.
.-. . .--. --- .-. - .. -. --. / .... ..- -- .- -. ... / .- -. -.. / .-- . ... ... . -. ... / .-- --- .-. -.- .. -. --. / - --- --. . - .... . .-. / .- - / .- / -.-. --- -. ...- --- -.-- / -.-. .- -- .--. -.-.-- / .-- --- .-. -.- .. -. --. / - --- --. . - .... . .-. --..-- / -. --- - / ..-. --- .-. -.-. . -.. --..-- / -. --- - / .- ... / ... .-.. .- ...- . ... -.-.—
 
Then one more time before it goes silent.
- .... . -. / -.- . . .--. / .-- .- - -.-. .... .. -. --. / .- -. -.. / -.- . . .--. / .. - / --.- ..- .. . - / ..- -. - .. .-.. / .. / -.-. .- .-.. .-.. / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
 

 
 
Two look at each other for the moment, with the light of their flashlight lighting up their tiny dark area. A third one joins in with a bag of food she managed to gather from various sources.
 
As the only girl of the three, a Seelengut (Sheep Wessen) of about 12 years old, she asks, “What happened while I was gone?”
 
“We contacted Bruce Lee to report what we saw, he said to keep looking until he calls us.” The older of the two boys, a Willahara (Rabbit Wessen) of about 13 years old, says to her as he puts down a black plastic box with a rubbery stem on it.
 

(70’s toy walkie talkies with Morse code button and key on the front. Like many of their time, they are set to 27.145 MHz (Channel 4) on the Toy & RC Frequencies set at 100 milliwatts. Some are set to other Toy and RC Frequencies. Despite the high level of static noise these frequency seem to have, voice communications has a short range but Morse code range can equal the range of more powerful radio sets at this low power.  See: http://www.hondosackett.com/yabb/YaBB.pl?num=1618901097/0#0 )
 
(On Bruce Lee, based on a RL person in Bucharest, Romania: https://medium.com/journalists-house/bruce-lee-king-of-sewers-9dffb3812129 )
 
“What you got us?” the younger of the two boys, a Mauzhertz (Mouse Wessen) about 10 years old, says to them.
 
“Old man MacKinnley gave me a bag of these donuts he was going to throw out but made me pay for them by having him touch all over me under my clothes in his private office.” The girl complains angrily.
 
“You’re lucky that you are a girl...” The older Rabbit Wessen says to her, throwing in, “At least they let you go for you to come back for more another day. We boys usually get kidnapped and disappear or else I would have sent Mousey here to go instead of you.”
 
“Oh no... I’m not going above alone! Too many bad humans outside wanting to hurt me!” The Mouse Wessen complains in a nervous voice.
 
The girl Wessen looks at them both, being silent for the moment before saying, “There is a lot of donuts in here but we will eat one each now and one each at night and one each before bedtime and have some more for tomorrow. We got to make this last.”
 
The Rabbit Wessen nods before looking at the Mouse Wessen, “Alright Mickey keep one talkie box on in case Brue Lee calls us, and put up the spy tube in place so we can keep watching these people.”
 
As the Mouse Wessen does what he was told to do, the sheep Wessen gives out a donut to the boys before going into a large raggedy sleeping bag that has seen better times through a battle field the three of them share. The Rabbit Wessen looks at her and her actions.
 
“It’s still daytime, why you going to bed for?” The Rabbit Boy asks.
 
“Old Man MacKinnley touching me has left me tired, I need some rest.” The Sheep Girl answers.
 
“Wait – you took your underwear off for him?” The Rabbit Boy asks.
 
“Do not question what I had to do to get us food. Just eat it and do as Bruce Lee wants us to do. I need my rest.”  
 
“Alright then. Tonight I’ll go and get some more food I can find.” The Rabbit Boy says to her.
 
“No – don’t. Better if I go get it even if they have to touch me to get it. At least it won’t have the yucky salt water (Ammonia) thrown on it in the garbage piles that makes us sick.” The Sheep Girl tells him.
 
“You sure about that?” The Rabbit Boy asks.
 
“Yes, I’m sure... now go do your job.” The Sheep Girl tells him.
 
“One day when we’re old enough I’ll get us out of here, I swear.” The Rabbit Boy tells her.
 
“You also said one day you would marry me. But one day is not now, so we got to do what has to be done. Let me know if anything happens.” The Sheep Girl tells him.
 
Reluctantly the Rabbit Boy nods before he crawls in the tiny space to the Mouse boy who was already looking through the spy tube. He looks through the other Spy Tube set up besides the first. Little has changed from what they had observed other than it continues to go on.
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Reply #2724 - Apr 20th, 2021, 9:02pm
 
As Fernando and Hondo looked at the thrown open door, Hondo nodded as the Bull wessen entered the room, followed by a pig and from what Hondo guessed might be a bear wessen, but he'd not seen one before.
 
 
"That's a lot of Bull, Jefe." Hondo said flatly, though some pun was intended.
 
 
The Bull wessen was large, larger than the Lich, and very muscular. The bear wessen was about as big, but not as muscular, and the pig wessen was short and stock, but looked powerful enough to be a handful on his own. The three looked at the bartender who pointed at Hondo and Fernando. Silas turned to the bartender with a scowl as he backed away.
 
 
"What the #$@!, Marcos?! You knew they were with us!" Silas said angrily.
 
 
The bartender shrugged, "You no tip. I get paid for information, señor."
 
 
"I thought we were pals!" Silas replied.
 
 
"No money, no amigo." he replied unapologetically.  
 
 
As this conversation was happening, the wessen trio slowly and menacingly approached Hondo and Fernando, who had turned to face them but had not stood up yet.  
 
 
The bear wessen smiled evilly and spoke with a vaguely Russian accent, "Porky and Boris vill handle medic with cane. Big Willie handle blond cowboy."
 
 
"Uhh! Can I pound him to pemmican?" Big Willie asked with a grin.
 
 
"Keep alive for boss to question. No have to be good condition, jest enough to talk." Boris replied.
 
 
They stepped forward but neither Hondo nor Fernando stood up.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "You hombres really wanna do this?"
 
 
"You're damn right we do!" Porky grunted.
 
 
They continued to approach, but Hondo and Fernando sat still, this began to bother Boris, but neither Porky nor Big Willie were disturbed. Hondo noticed that the men in the back, the supposed lawmen, seemed interested at first, but upon seeing who they were seemed to lose interest. He felt it was odd at first, but it was not their problem and in this country most folks did not come to others aid.
 
 
Big Willie was the first to make his move, lowering his horns and charging Hondo, hoping to gore him with his horns. To his surprise, Hondo kicked the stool out from under himself and under Big Willies feet, causing him to stumble. as he stumbled Hondo grabbed him by the arm and accelerating his charge right into the hardwood bar, stunning him momentarily and causing him to fall onto a nearby table, smashing it as he fell. He lay moaning for a moment as he tried to regain his sense and figure out what hit him. At the same time Boris slowed enough to let Porky charge in first. Porky took the opportunity to charge right into Fernando, which did not work well at all. Fernando did not even stand up but tucked his cane under his arm. As Porky dove at him, Fernando simultaneously Leaned sideways and grabbed Porky's arm, driving his head into the bar. As Porky hit Fernando slammed his elbow into the back of Porky's neck.  Being part pig wessen, the slam to the head and neck did not phase him as much as it would a human, but it did stagger him. Fernando took that opportunity to chock Porky out, using his care for extra leverage, on his thick, muscled throat. In seconds Porky hit the floor unconscious.  
 
Fernando sat back and looked at Boris, waiting for his attack. Boris Smiled and clapped slowly.
 
 
"Very good, medic-man, but Porky was... how you say?... Imbecile. Porky strong but no talent no experience. Boris not be so easy. Boris take you.. OOooFFF!" Boris started to say tauntingly, but something hit him in the side and took the wind out of him.
 
 
While Boris was talking Hondo had charged him and slammed into his side, knocking the wind out of him and sending him to slam against the wall. As he did Fernando ducked as a chair was throw at him, but his fast movement let it smash harmlessly against the wall. Big Willie stood there, angry that his chair had missed but still slightly dazed. Fernando stood up from his stool as the big ox lumbered forward. He swung at Fernando bu Fernando dodged. Being further angered that he missed he started swinging wild haymakers at Fernando, who dodged them almost effortlessly. After a few seconds Fernando tired of this foolishness, blocked one of Willie's blows with his forearm. Fernando then looked the big bull in the eyes smiled, and headbutted him right in the nosed, causing his vision to blur and his nose to bleed. As Willie held his nose, Fernando slammed a knife-hand blow to the side of the bulls neck, causing his to drop like a sack of potatoes, then as if he weighed next to nothing, Fernando grabbed his by the shirt and threw him out the window.  
 
 
Fernando then turned to Hondo who was pummeling the bear wessen on the floor. He stood there a moment before speaking.
 
 
"Better leave enough of him to speak, as I want answers." Fernando said
 
 
Hondo hit him one more time, then just sat on him breathing heavily.
 
 
"So..do..I." He panted.
 
 
He hit him one more time for good luck before standing up. Elisha came running in from the back with an old chinaman in tow.
 
 
"What the hell happened?!" Elisha let out.
 
 
But before anyone could answer the sound of slow clapping could be heard from the back door. As they turned Hondo could not help but notice that the newcomer was drawing attention from the men in the back. They tensed up and put hands on weapons, but did not make a move, yet. As Hondo and Fernando turned they say a dark haired fox wessen dressed in what resembled garb of the old Spanish dons. He grinned at them as he clapped slowly.
 
 
"Very good. Very good. I would expect nothing less of you two." He said in an accent that seem vaguely Spanish.
 
 
Boris started to sit up, but Hondo kicked him in the face.
 
 
"These your minions?" Hondo asked coldly.
 
 
The fox wessen nodded, "Si. I apologize. We got a distress call from the bar and thought that banditos were robbing the place.
 
 
"Who are you?" Hondo asked with some venom in his voice.
 
 
The fox wessen grinned and nodded.
 
 
"How rude of me, of course. You are new to this town. I am Señor Hector De la Cruz, leader of the Chosen evolved, a group of protectors of those those you humans call wessen." Hector replied.
 
 
"And I take it you know who we are?" Fernando asked flatly.  
 
 
"Of course, The Time walker, and The righteous Cowboy, victors of the most epic fight to be help in Fight Town." Hector replied.
 
 
"I see our reputation precedes us." Fernando replied.
 
 
"Some think its all fake, a ruse, and they do not believe it. The lich was unstoppable. I admit my men are not up to their level, but I am still impressed. If anything stories of you were underrated. But now, unfortunately I must..." Hector said before being cut off from behind him.
 
 
"Did I hear you say something about The Time Walker and..." Tonya said as she entered, but stopped short as she saw who was there.
 
 
"Papa!" She exclaimed and ran to Hondo and hugged him.
 
 
Hondo was taken back for a moment as he had never seen her like that but he quickly regained his composure and hugged her back.
 
 
"You had me worried, girl! Are you alright?!?" He asked
 
 
She pulled back and smiled at him, "I"m fine, Papa, Hector saved me and had me patched up. We were going to have supper then come find you. I hope I did not worry you and Uncle Fernando too much."
 
 
"Wait... This is your Papa and uncle??" Hector asked taken back slightly, a confused look spread across his face.
 
 
The sound of guns being cocked in the rear of the room temporarily drew everyone attention. The three men all had guns out. One had a double barreled shotgun and was  pointing it at Hector. another had a rifle and the third, who had his arm in a sling, had an old 1911 in his hand pointed at Tonya. The oldest of them, the one with the shotgun spoke first.
 
 
"Hector de la Cruz, Leader of the animal scum. We finally got you." He said
 
 
The one with the sling nodded at Tonya, "This is the bitch that got me hurt this morning, Pa."
 
 
Hondo slowly grabbed Tonya's arm and moved her behind him.
 
 
"Now, we don't want any trouble here." Hondo said slowly.
 
 
"You want have any from us as long as you hand over the wessens and git outta the way." the older man said.
 
 
"Let's just shoot 'um, Pa!" The one with the sling said.
 
 
"Shut-up, Boy." The older man said.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "No, you have no rights to them."
 
 
The older man gritted his teeth, as if not used to being argued with, "We have every right to them! We are the law when it comes to trouble making wessens 'round these parts. This one is the ringleader of a bunch of outlaws an' that one is a thief. Their hides are worth money, an' we are taking them even if we have to go through you. Now I'm gonna count to three an' I expect you two to step back or you'll die with them.... One... "
 
 
*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!!*
 
 
No sooner had he said one then Hondo drew his pistol and fired. He fired at the one with the rifle first, who dropped without ever firing his gun. The one with the sling fired and hit Hondo in the left shoulder, half spinning him around. Fernando used the chaos to draw his own pistol and shoot the one with the sling, dropping him with one directly through the head. Before either of them could draw a bead on the older man with the shotgun, two shots were heard from beside them and the older man crumpled over, discharged his shotgun into the floor and fell down dead.  
 
 
As they looked over, Hector stood with a smoking revolver in his hands in a gunman's fan-shot pose. Hondo held his gun down but kept it out. Once Hector had slid his own revolver back into his sash, Hondo slid his revolver back into its holster. Tonya came around and hugged him.
 
 
"You alright Papa?" She asked.
 
 
Hondo winced but nodded, "Ive been hit worse."
 
 
She then let him go and ran up to Hector.
 
 
"You alright?" She asked.
 
 
"Si, Bonita. I hope you too are scarred." He said
 
 
Tonya nodded, "Yes, Papa shielded me. I'm fine."
 
 
She then turned to Fernando, "Uncle Fernando, you alright."
 
 
He nodded, "I am not a bullet magnet like Hondo is."
 
 
Hector turned to them with a slight bow, "I... we are in your debt, gentlemen. Tonya had told me of her family. I had no idea that her Padre and uncle were so famosa."
 
 
"I told you they were different." Tonya said.
 
 
"That I can see. Now, normally we do not welcome humans into our village, due to anti-chosen... wessen... sentiments, but we can make an exception here, in fact I would love to invite you and your families to lunch tomorrow, as a token of our gratitude for what you have done for our kind." He replied.
 
 
Hondo held his shoulder, the blood starting to run down his arm now. He turned and looked at Fernando with a raised eyebrow.
 
 
"We will have to talk about it, but ..." Hondo started to say.
 
 
"Please say yes." Tonya asked.
 
 
.... To be continued (feel free to pick up from here, Jefe)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Reply #2725 - Apr 22nd, 2021, 2:07am
 
“I do not like what I see here.” Fernando says as he reaches into his back fanny pack. He pulls out some gauze and folds it up, giving it Hondo. Hondo takes the gauze and shove it into his shirt and onto his wounded shoulder. Fernando turns back to De La Cruz, “You’re a long way away from Mejico (Spanish Pronounced as Meh-Hee-ko), not that it matters. But I find your faith in the culture lacking – And I do not like what I have been seeing here. Hondo, let’s go home so I can take care of your wound.”
 
“Let’s go, Tonya...” Hondo tells her.
 
“But Papa...!” Tonya replies.
 
“Do not be too hasty.” Hector says, “You’re welcomed to come over and stay.”
 
“We are not welcomed as you say, as by the actions and statements of your men and later the denial of your words. If as you stated that we are ‘welcomed’, your men would not have walked up to us and caused problems for us to handle. I do not go to your house in order to check you out and test you but yet you did that with us. Eso es un desgredio... (That is a disgrace). You want us – you come see us. We will not go to you unless you want a repeat of what you see here today. Hondo, let’s go.” Fernando tells him.
 
With Fernando behind them, Hondo takes Tonya by the arm and start leading her to the door. Tonya resists, making Hondo stop as De La Cruz says out loud to be heard, “Mi Bonita!”
 
Fernando turns around to face Hector, “Mira, cabron susio... Ella no es tu` bonita. Ella es nada de ti. No llega para vir a ella. Nosotros somo la familia de ella, tu es nada de nosotros. Deja la solo o que paso aqui se a pasar adonde tu para, Indio Feo. (See here you dirty mother #$@!er... She is not your pretty girl. She is nothing of yours. We are her family, you are nothing to us. Leave her alone or what happened here will happen to you where you stand, You Ugly Indian.*)”
 
Fernando turns to face Hondo and points to the door, following him and Tonya. He turns the crystal on his can with his thumb to speed up time for them to get to the camp quickly and tend to Hondo’s wound to get there. But the side effect of this action is everything around them slows down on their perspective. They hear the loud “CLACK!” of the hammer of a gun falling onto a chamber round and a second later the “BOOM!” of the ignition of gunpowder as the bullet releases from its casing and out of the gun’s muzzle. Fernando turns about, seeing the bullet moving through the air at about 20mph to his perspective, steps towards it and catches it in his hand. He sees Hector in line with the bullet with his gun drawn and the muzzle flash coming out from his gun. He steps up to Hector and slugs his with a right cross to the jaw, with enough force to make him fly across the space between him and the wall behind him. As Hector hits the wall, Fernando twists the crystal on his came to restore the time frame to a normal speed.
 
“BANG!”
 
A shot from a random direction hits Fernando on his back, his bullet proof vest protects him from any intended damage to his body but he will be sore and in pain from it. He turns around slowly seeing the bartender behind the bar with a firearm in his hands aimed at him. Seeing him as he were, Fernando reaches into his jacket with both hands and pulls out both his .45s aims and lets out of volley of rounds at the bartender. He get hit with a series of bullets on both his right and left sides of his stomach, chest, face and forehead.
 
Hondo had stopped at the door with his gun drawn, looking about. Fernando turns to face him and nods. Hondo looks behind Fernando to Sala, Elisha and the Asian Restaurant owner. He says to them, “If you value your lives, leave now. Right now.”
 
Sala taps the chest of Elisha with his back hand and thumbs to the direction of a back exit and the three of them head for it. Fernando and Hondo nod at each other and Hondo pulls Tonya out the door. Inside the restaurant bar, Fernando walks over to the Pig Wessen and puts two rounds into his ass cheeks and then one to the back of his head. The Bear Wessen gets the same treatment. He then moves a couple chairs and a table over Hector’s unconscious body. He hears a single gunshot from outside. He catches up to Hondo and Tonya and walk for about 50 yards before pressing the top of his cane. The restaurant blows up but at least the chairs and table protects Hector from being crushed from the falling debris.
 
What few emergency services they have in town arrive to the collapsed building within minutes. There are no casualties other than those Fernando and Hondo created. But around them they can hear the sounds of hidden people following them.
 
“How you holding out?” Fernando asks Hondo.
 
“I’ll manage.” Hondo says as they approach a park area between the buildings and the airport.
 
Fernando leads them to a bench and have Hondo sit on it. They both look at Tonya who has a horrified look on her face. He tells Hondo, “You’re taking too many injures. Granted you will live a long life with what I gave you but what condition you will be when you get there depends on how hurt you get through the years.”
 
“Livin’ in this world is a problem. Too much senseless violence over nothin’.”  Hondo growls out.
 
“In the end we will take care of this world. Getting there is the problem. As for this place, we need to be here a couple days and there is already a whole lotta crap going on. So you being at your 65 percent you need give 110 percent one way or another. I’ll do what I can, but you need to take it easy for a while.” Fernando tells Hondo. He turns to Tonya, “As for you miss, it is for your safety that you are to not ever go into town without an adult with you. That asshole wanted to turn you into one of his sex slaves by treating you nice and fall for his empty promises made by his golden tongue before he slaps one of these to your neck.” He pulls out the shock collar he got from the vendor from his pocket.
 
“That’s not True!” Tonya lets out.
 
“Then where’s your clothes? Explain your dress? Why were you at the restaurant? Let me tell you something, girl – I have been walking on this earth a long time before the Chaos happened, through history’s worst times. I seen how men like him trick girls like you with promises of nice clothes and a good time only to put them through drug addiction and Sexual Slavery with many of these girls not lasting 10 years as many of them being found dead in the streets from an overdose or a knife to the chest. Two of my own daughters I saved from such a life as their mothers were dug addicted sex slaves and they were going to be next in line. It did not take long for their mothers to be found dead soon after I took them in. Now you think because you’re a Wessen among other wessens that they would not turn on you? Guess again, because you are just a fine piece of lovely tail they would want to do that too. ‘Mi bonita.’ That stands for ‘My Pretty.’ He’s already calling you as his property, his slave, and you think it’s something nice to hear.”
 
Tonya begins to tear up but tries not to cry.
 
Fernando continues, “He told you that humans consider you ugly because you are a wessen. He said that to make you accept him. In our eyes – Hondo’s, Val’s Ruth, Joanna, Jeanette, Zoey, Macey, mine or anyone else in the camp never consider you as ugly. You are a person and as human as any other. It is not your outside that is beautiful, it has to be your inside: what is in your heart, and in your mind that makes you a beautiful person or an ugly one. I see nothing but potential beauty in you, as long as you do not fall for the traps that men like him – Wessen or human, throws at you to make you turn ugly and go with them. What the #$@! he has to offer you? Nothing but the hardships of being a sex slave. What do we have to offer you? A new life, with opportunities of knowledge, money and power – all you have to do is live and learn the life lessons you need to know through us. So I’m giving you a choice – you can walk back to Wessen town and be one of their ‘Mi Bonita’ sex slaves or you can stay with us where life will be hard and rough but the rewards of working hard will be endless. Choose now.”
 
“Fernando...” Hondo says loud enough to be heard, “Do not ever talk to my daughter like that ever again.”
 
“I say what needs to be said and heard. And now I need you to relax and calm down so you can heal. And while you heal, I need you to do me a favor and get to the Administration building after I patch you up and ask about getting a large hanger to move the camp too. In asking, I found out there is no outdoor water access, only indoor. And when I asked, they wanted $100,000 a day for renting a large hanger that can hold the camp. I say that is Effing Bull Crap. You can make a better deal than I can. Tonya can help you get around. There are other things to do but I’ll get to that later. Maybe you can get a hanger with a built-in home inside so some of us can shower up and sleep on a bed. And for you to heal. You do what you can to get us the best. I trust you can do that. Now excuse me.” Fernando tells him.
 
Fernando pulls out his radio and calls to it. “Macey, answer me if you are out there.” He repeats his message one more time.
 
A voice answers but it is not Macey, “Macey is not here.”
 
“Then where is she, Ichigo?” Fernando asks.
 
“Ruth came over and took her with Zoey to be in her camper while things sort themselves out.” Ichigo explains.
 
“Good enough. Now, I want you to get dressed, fix the bed and sit quietly in the front passenger seat. I’m bringing in Hondo and Tonya, he needs medical attention and I’m going to deal with his injuries on the bed. You got two minutes to get that done. Then we’re teleporting in.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Alright! Getting it done!” Ichigo replies. After sometime, she calls back, “Bed is done and I’m on the front passenger seat.”
 
Fernando does not answer, as his thumb twists the crystal on the cane and then presses it against the top of the cane. A bright flash appears in both places, they disappear from one place and reappear in another: Hondo sits on the edge of the camper’s bed.
 
“Take off that jacket and the shirt. This is going to get painful.” Fernando tells him.
 
Hondo does not argue, just does. Fernando takes his Civil War Surgical Kit and spreads it out on the bed next to him. After looking over the wound, Fernando uses a pair of tweezers and pulls out a .45 slug from Hondo’s shoulder.
 
“Consider yourself lucky I was a .45 and not a 9mm. A 9mm would have gone right through you and caused more damage.” Fernando tells him. He continues to patch him up, momentarily stuffing bit of gauze into the wound and holding it there for a moment and then looking inside. "No major arteries, no broken bones, no nerves, just a lot of soft tissue damage. You are going to be in pain for several days.”
 
“Don’t you think I know that?” Hondo replies.
 
Fernando takes his cane and turns the crystal, letting a beam of light hit the wound, accelerating the healing process from minutes to a couple of days. The wound closes itself up and seals itself. Fernando bandages him up despite the wound closing, it can reopen if stretched. He then waves his came over Hondo’s clothes, eliminating the damage from gunshot.
 
“Alright done.” Fernando tells him, “Put on your shirt and take it easy. If you want, I would like you to go into the administration building in the Blimp parking area just outside our parking area for a hanger – a large hanger. Tonya, you go with him. I have to go to town and check on a few things. Ichigo, you stay here and clean up. I’ll take care of the trash later.”
 
Hardly anyone says a word, just nod in his general direction. Hondo puts on his shirt though still in a lot of pain. Then his jacket does on next. With nothing else to say, Hondo asks, “What about the cane?”
 
Fernando reaches over and takes it from behind the driver’s seat, handing it to him. “That is it, but it is out of energy. We’ll discuss it later when we have time to be alone and see about recharging it.”
 
-To Be Continued.-
 
*Note: Indio Feo is an insult to Mexican with Aztec or Mayian Heritage in their family. It is worse if they do not have or think they do not have such ancient heritage and are being called that.
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Reply #2726 - Apr 22nd, 2021, 8:08pm
 
Note: When these toy radios were out, their Morse Code Oscillators created a different tone as per the company that made it. Though they were around 10KHz, about the middle of the human hearing range, companies made their radios slightly above or below that 10KHz tone. The “GI Joe” Walkie Talkies had their own tone and all “GI Joe” radios sounded the same, as did all the “Space Ranger” Walkie Talkies had their own tone, and all others had their own tones. Thus if you have a group who all have the same radio, and you heard Morse Code with a tone that different from your group’s tone, then you can deduce that an outside party was trying to join in. You can also identify those by their tone if they had different radios by knowing what tones go to what radio.
 
But there were hundreds of toy radio makers out in the 60s, 70s and 80s, so to know them all was impossible though due to their low power and limited range, you can learn who has what tone in your area by the different radios they owned and used.
 


Above the static of the airwaves on 27.145 MHz (Toy Channel 4), a faint beeping can be heard
- .... . / .... .- -.-. .. . -. -.. .- / -... .-.. . .-- / ..- .--. -.-.--
 
After a few seconds a reply is given just as soft in volume
.-- .... .- - / .... .- .--. .--. . -. . -.. ..--..
 
Followed by another reply
.- / -.-. --- .-- -... --- -.-- / .-- .- .-.. -.- . -.. / --- ..- - / --- ..-. / - .... . / .--. .-.. .- -.-. . / .-- .. - .... / .- / .--. .. -. -.- / .... .- .. .-. / .-- . ... ... . -. / ..-. --- -..- / --. .. .-. .-.. / .- -. -.. / .... . / ... .... --- - / -... .. --. / .-- .. .-.. .-.. .. . / -.. . .- -.. -.-.-- / - .... . -. / - .... . / - .. -- . / .-- .- .-.. -.- . .-. / -.-. .- -- . / --- ..- - / .- -. -.. / -- . - / .-- .. - .... / - .... . -- / .- -. -.. / - .... . -. / - .... . / .... .- -.-. .. . -. -.. .- / -... .-.. . .-- / ..- .--. -.-.—
 
It takes a long while before a reply was given on a fainter tone but it is a tone different from all the others
.-- .... .- - / .-- .- ... / - .... .- - ..--.. -.-.—
 
It is immediately followed by
.-- .... .- - / .-- .- ... / - .... .- - ..--.. -.-.—
 
No reply is given from any other side.


 
As they empty out Fernando’s camper, Fernando gets his pull cart from his Dub Box Camper. He, Hondo and Tonya walk to the exit of the parking area and to the Blimp parking area. Fernando points to a short building at the far edge of the Blimp parking area.
 
“That I found out to be the airport administration building. They told me that we can stay in the area we are in but there is no outdoor water access.” Fernando explains.
 
“What about where the merchants get their water?” Hondo asks.
 
“I do not know. They probably share an indoor water access for some fee. I’m not down for paying for water or licensed access fees when water is supposed to be as free as the air I breathe.” Fernando explains. He then throws in, “It is also best to have some indoor shelter; I have a funny feeling about the weather here.”
 
“How so?” Hondo asks.
 
“Basic weather science, we are on the side of the mountain range, with wide areas of forest trees or farm land, thus this is the wet side of the mountain range. But it has been nothing but bright sunny days here for the time we were moving on. Sooner or later it is going to rain and when it does, it is going to be a heavy downpour.” Fernando explains.
 
“I figured as much.” Hondo replies. He then asks, “Where are you going with the pull cart?”
 
“Some homeless kid helped me so I’m going to get her some things she needs from the bazaar, and I told her to come over tomorrow for me to give them to her. Hopefully she will come. Hopefully nothing happened to her.” Fernando explains.
 
“You’re not thinking on taking her in, are you?” Hondo asks.
 
“No. I do not have the space for her or anyone else she might bring. Maybe somebody can be found to help her but I can’t.” Fernando answers.
 
Hondo sighs, “Alright, later then.” He then turns to Tonya “Let’s go.” before heading off to the administration building.
 
Fernando goes off on his own to the bazaar, walking past the food court area and finding general merchandise further on down.  He thinks how it is set up to get weary travelers with expensive food items before getting what they would need. He would find a place further back that would have what he was looking for. He looks about the outdoor stock and starts piling up various items of mostly clothing: socks, shorts, t-shirts, long sleeve shirts, underwear, skirts, hoodies, jean pants and belts of random and assorted sizes. A thin build of a man comes out from the shop – the back of a large truck he set up to be a walk-in shop.
 
“My name is Lenny; this is my shop – Lenny’s clothes and apparel. How can I help you?” The thin man wearing a blue shop apron says and asks.
 
“Just getting some things for members of my convoy as we pass through town. How much are these things as I do not see any prices?” Fernando says and asks.
 
Lenny looks at his pile before pointing out, “T-shirts, underpants, socks by the pair and belts are $1 a piece. Shorts and Long Sleeve Shirts are $5 each. Jean pants and skirts are $10 a piece. The Hooded thin jackets are $20 a piece.”
 
Though Fernando thinks the prices are a bit high, he just nods in agreement and continues to make his pile bigger with adding more items that he selects. Eventually he says, “Fair enough.”
 
After a couple more minutes, Fernando looks at Lenny and puts a hand on his pile, “How much for everything?”
 
Lenny looks at the pile, separating and piling items as he counts them. 10 skirts, 30 t-shirts, 40 girls underwear, 40 boys underwear, 100 pairs of socks (the whole case), 20 belts, 20 long sleeve shirts, 20 shorts, 40 jean pants and 40 hooded jackets. He writes everything he counts before adding up his total of the tally: $1730.
 
Fernando thinks for a moment, making Lenny think that he is not interested in buying.
 
“You interested in buying these of not?” Lenny asks in an annoyed tone.
 
“Oh, yes I am. It is that it feels like I’m forgetting something, if you know what I mean.” Fernando replies.
 
“Like what?” Lenny asks.
 
“Let me think...” Fernando says. He then asks, “You have a medium backpack or shoulder carry bag to load these things into? I would need about 40.”
 
“I do not know if I have that many but I’ll get my staff to see.” Lenny replies before yelling into the truck about finding backpacks and shoulder bags.
 
A few minutes later about 30 bags (20 back packs and 10 shoulder bags) were brought out. Fernando inspects each bag making sure that they were intact and not dry rotted or moth eaten. He nods.
 
Fernando then says, “OK. I’ll need about 40 large brown paper bags. So how much for everything now?”
 
“Give me $2000 for everything.” Lenny says without counting the bags as he signals a nearby staff member to start packing up the items.
 
Fernando nods, not willing to argue or barter, pulls out his bag of coins and begins to count off 20 $100 gold coins, handing them to Lenny. He then receives the bundled packages of items to put into his pull cart one at a time until it was full. He secures things in the pull cart with the bungee cords he has.
 
Before going back to the camp he picks up a few boxes of assorted pastries and jugs of sweet water, napkins and paper towels. He then heads back to camp, making a call on his tiny handheld radio.
 
“Ichigo, you out there?” Fernando calls to her.
 
“Ichigo here.” She replies.
 
“I need you to do me a big job, I have clothes for a group of kids that helped us, I need you to sort them out by size and bag them in a paper bag. Then put the paper bag into back pack or shoulder bag while I go out to get us food for dinner.” Fernando explains.
 
“OK... I’ll do that.” Ichigo replies.
 
“I need this to be done; you will work in the dub box camper trailer as it has more room for you to work in while I am gone.” Fernando explains.
 
“OK, fine. But the Dub Box Camper is locked. I can’t get into it.” Ichigo explains.
 
“I’ll open it when I get there. You just wait and relax until I get there and then you start working. I should be there in five to ten minutes.” Fernando explains.
 
“OK...” Ichigo replies.
 
 
Fernando gets to his electric camper in about 8 or so minutes. Ichigo steps out of the electric camper from the front passenger door as he walks to the side doors. Seeing her get out, he head to the Dub Box camper and unlocks it. He lets Ichigo to go in first before he lifts the pull cart into the Dub Box. Ichigo sits on the bench as he puts the bags of sweet water and pastries inside a cabinet in the kitchen area of the Dub Box Camper. He then gets and opens one of the packages.
 
“All these packages are clothing, underwear and personal things, I just need you to select the items for a girl or a boy by size: underwear, t-shirt, shirt, 2 pairs of socks, a belt, shorts, jeans, skirt for a girl and a hoodie, put it into a brown paper bag and then into a back pack for a young teen or preteen and into a shoulder bag for an older teen. Take the socks and ball them up by the pair and put them in the bag as a ball.” Fernando explains.
 
Ichigo looks at the packaged items and then nods, “I’ll get it done.”
 
“Before I go, what do you want for dinner? I doubt I will be able to get it but I’ll get something I can find. In the least it will be a sandwich and a soup.” Fernando explains.
 
“Whatever you eat, I’ll eat.” Ichigo says to him as she lays out the packages on the floor.
 
“If anything happens, you should be able to hide in one of the empty storage area. Call me on the radio if you have to hide. I’ll lock the door as I leave so no one should bother you.” He tells her before stepping to the door. He throws in, “I’ll see you in about 20 or so minutes.”
 
“See ya...” Ichigo replies.
 
Fernando steps out of the Dub Box Camper with his pull cart and locks the door behind him. He looks back at the Dub Box, seeing that Ichigo was short enough for just the top of her head can only be seen against the bottom of the window as one has to look though the window at an upward angle, missing her head entirely. He then heads back into town.
 
Though there were several bazaars and other outdoor market areas throughout Flight Town, he heads to the one he went to before as it is the closest one to the convoy camp. There were plenty of food vendors but they seem to sell fast or carnival style foods at this location. He needed some restaurant food or at least deli style food in the form of sandwiches and maybe a soup. Sandwiched between a couple of food trucks was a building with a sit-down restaurant inside it. He goes inside, finding a Chinese style restaurant; he walks to the cashier and asks a few questions.
 
“Good afternoon sir, how can I help you?” The cashier asks, looking of mixed Asian and White American Descent.
 
“I hope you can. I got a very big order, and, well, can your restaurant make food for about 50 people? I mean I would get other things to feed them all from other places but just want to know if you can fill some of it.” Fernando asks.
 
“It would take a while, but that would you need?” The cashier asks.
 
“I would need a large pot of vegetable fried rice, or about 40 large vegetable fried rice boxes. Then a smaller pot of beef and vegetables in garlic sauce or 25 large boxes of beef and vegetables in garlic sauce, and one the same size of just assorted vegetables in garlic sauce or 25 large boxes of it. How long would that take and how much will it cost?” Fernando says and asks.
 
The cashier tilts his head for a moment, and then answers, “In such short notice, that would take about 2 hours to do, and cost about $350.”
 
“Just in time for dinner.” Fernando says. He pulls out four $50 gold coins, sliding it to the cashier on his counter. “Consider that down payment, I’ll pay the rest when I come back to get the food in 2 hours. I just need a receipt for it.”
 
The cashier writes out a receipt for the food and deducts the down payment from the price. He hands Fernando the receipt, “Here you are sir. If you are staying long, we can cater your meal at a lower price for you. Sorry for charging so much as this is such short notice.”
 
“No problem at all and thank you for the service. If we are here for a long while, I will have your establishment cater our dinner meal. See you in two hours.” Fernando tells him.
 
They both nod at each other, and Fernando steps away from building the restaurant was in. He looks for another place to get the sweet water drinks for them to drink. He walks about and picks up a few jugs of sweet water and juices, along with paper cups and plates to serve the food. Then he finds a butcher that sells raw and cooked meats and orders a shoulder cut of roast beast with a tub of gravy. He gathers these later items and takes them to his Dub Box camper trailer. Putting them on the kitchen counter area, he looks at Ichigo, seeing that she is more than half done with the work he requested of her.
 
“I’m going to get Ruth to deal with the food. I’ll be right back.” He tells her.
 
Ichigo nods at him before going back to her work. He leaves his Dub Box camper and head to Ruth’s Camper, knocking on its door. Ruth opens the door. He looks up at her.
 
“Hello Ruth. If you have some time, I have some things for tonight’s dinner in my Dub Box Camper I want you to look at.” Fernando tells her.
 
She replies with, “Just give me a few seconds and I’ll be right there, please.”
 
“Thank you, I’ll see you there.” He tells her before he walks back to his Dub Box Camper. It takes him a few seconds to get there. At the kitchen area He organizes the things on the counter – paper cups and plates, the sweet water and juices, tub of gravy and the large platter of roast beast shoulder. He then turns around to talk to Ichigo.
 
“Ichigo, Ruth is going to be there to deal with the food items I’m bringing in for everyone to have some dinner. Do you have a problem with Ruth?” He says and asks.
 
“No I don’t. I have a problem with that Bitch Val.” Ichigo replies.
 
“OK. Look, I’m trying to take her out of the food preparation for a day or two but everyone has to work things out in the end. So Ruth will be...” He begins to say before there was a knock on the door. He steps to the door and opens it. With a helping hand, Ruth steps into the camper. “Thank you for coming. Ichigo is doing an important job for me so she will be back there working and earning her pay. As for you, let me explain.” As he points to the kitchen counter.
 
Ruth looks at the items, “You got these?”
 
“There’s more coming, I found this Asian restaurant and they are making a large amount of vegetable fried rice, beef and vegetables in garlic sauce and a separate order of vegetables in garlic sauce for the Wessen who cannot eat meat. I’m picking it up in 2 hour when they get it done.” Fernando explains.
 
“Oh... I was about to make something for some of us.” Ruth begins.
 
“You can add it if you like. As far as I am concerned. You are in charge of this food and that I bring in later. Maybe you can use the Dub Box as a serving place and they can eat wherever. They must have their own forks, spoons and knives; I do not have any to give out like that. So get what help you need and tell everyone food should be ready in two and a half hours. Do as you like with the leftovers, I trust your judgment.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Do you have any folding tables? They would be helpful to serve the food.” Ruth asks and says.
 
“No, but I can get a couple from the bazaar.” He tells her. He then adds, “I’ll be back with the folding tables, you are in charge of the food here and Ichigo is doing a job for me. Before I forget...” He turns Ichigo, “When you done you can help Ruth or rest. You did a lot for me so far. Thanks.”
 
“I’ll rest first and then help Ms Ruth out.” Ichigo says out loud to be heard.
 
“OK then.” Fernando says before turning to the door, “I’ll see you ladies later.”
 
-To Be Continued.-
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Reply #2727 - Apr 24th, 2021, 6:03pm
 
The walk back to the bazaar was relatively quiet, though relative is the key word here. It is loud and chaotic but it was always so. It is only now Fernando notices the distractions as he spreads his senses out for a wider situational awareness. He is only looking for a couple of folding tables, though Hondo has a set that can be used, Fernando’s trying to eliminate interaction with him and Val so they can sort things out on their own without having the pressures of others’ needs on them.
 
The General Merchandise area had somebody selling tools and camping cooking gear. Fernando walks up to the vendor’s stand and looks around. A senior woman comes out from the store and storage area.
 
“How can I help you, young man?” She asks.
 
“I’m in need of a couple folding tables. Nothing big or fancy, about 6ft (2m) open, 3ft (1m) folded up, about 3ft (1m) tall.” Fernando explains.
 
“Let me see what I have in stock. Please wait right there for me to return.” The woman tells him.
 
Fernando looks over the other items as he waits. There is not much there that he needs or is interested in but it is good to know to find certain things that might be needed later on. After couple of minutes, the woman returns with an assistant carrying a couple of folded tables. Fernando inspects them, seeing that they are not new but not heavily used easier. They are up to his liking.
 
“How much for the pair?” Fernando asks.
 
The woman says, “$20 each, so $40 total.”
 
Fernando is not happy with the answer but pulls out 4 $10 coins from his pocket, handing it to her. He then nods at her and says “Thank you. I just need a receipt for the purchase.”
 
He takes the tables and secures them onto the pull cart as the woman writes up a receipt. He takes the receipt and head back to camp with the tables in tow. It takes him a couple of minutes to get back to his camper and begin setting up the tables by the Dub Box. He knocks on the door to get Ruth’s attention.
 
Ruth comes out a looks over the set up and nods, “This is great.”
 
“Good, I’m going to get some bread rolls, butter and fruit to complete the meal while the other items are being prepared at the restaurant. I’ll get to those when they are done.” Fernando tells her.
 
“We will be here setting up.” Ruth says.
 
Fernando nods before he leaves. He goes back into the bazaar, just blindly walking about and looking what it is there being sold. He looks over the pastries in the food court of the bazaar.
 
An all too familiar voice yells out “THERE HE IS!”
 
It is quickly followed by several lawmen in black surrounding him. Fernando shifts his eyes to see these so-called lawmen around him and the troublesome pastry baker walking up to him with his arms crossed and a smug look on his face. He points at Fernando.
 
“That’s the thief who stole from me and beaten me! He also helped that Pink-Haired Fuchsbau Bitch!” The vendor yells out.
 
Fernando looks at the vendor with a lawman next to him, “What the #$@! are you talking about?” He notices the other lawmen around him closing in on him. He turns to the lawman next to the vendor, “Tell your men to back off before I start dropping them and then you.”
 
“Boys, git him!” The lawman by the vendor says to the others.
 
Fernando twists the crystal on his can and presses it, activating Time shift on himself before taking a Marshall Arts stance. He plants his cane on the ground and let it stand on its own. Before the first can grab his arm, he swings his fist to the lawman’s face getting him square on the nose and breaking it. He steps and spins to the one behind him and send his foot to his face, knocking him down before turn to the next one getting close to him who gets a trust to the gut and a knee to the face as he bends over from the force and the pain. A quarter turn to the left was a fourth who stood there in awe as to what was going gets a back handed slap across his face that knocks him out along with a couple of teeth. He grabs the cane with his right and draws his gun with his left, stepping to the lawman by the vendor and knocking out the gun in his hand with a hard whap from his cane, breaking several bones in lawman’s hand, and putting the muzzle of his gun to the lawman’s face.
 
The smell of urine and shit can be smelled by the nearby noses originating from the vendor next to the lawman. Fernando pulls out his wallet and shows his gold EMT Badge and his silver NYC Auxiliary police badge.
 
“You do not know how you are messing with, so let me introduce myself. I am the law. I roam the highways rescuing the hurt and innocents and correct the wrongs I see and this place is wrong. This vendor is wrong in accusing me and others in crimes that never happened. I can point to the witnesses here who saw me pay this man the money owed and a bit extra for his time so there was not theft of stolen items. Secondly, that Pink haired Fuchsbau Wessen is my niece, who thanks to this mother #$@!er was kidnapped by De La Cruz, and I am going after him when I find out where he is.” Fernando tells him as he puts away his wallet.
 
“Yeah Clem, that man paid that asshole some good money!” A vendor from across the path yells.
 
The lawman looks at his vendor friend for the moment as another lets out “You do not know who you messing with! That’s The Time Walker! Haven’t You Seen the Fight Posters?!! He fought The Lich A Couple Nights Ago And Now He’s Here!”
 
Fernando slowly puts away his firearm and steps back a step to give room for the lawman to pick up his weapon. The lawman slowly picks up his weapon with his good hand and holsters it with some difficulty.
 
The lawman finally asks, “What is the Time Walker doin’ in these here parts?”
 
“First I had to fight the Lich to rescue a kidnapped lady who is a wife to my friend. Second my people are looking for a lost child somewhere on the highway. Third, we’re getting rid of the Lab Towns and putting an end to the Wessen scourge that makes them with the help of General Jastrey. Her and her Army will be rolling in soon in a couple of days. Fourth, we’re looking for the cure to turn the Wessens back into people again. I seen it done, but it is not easy. In fact it is painful. Five) General Jastrey is reconnecting the towns’ railroads so we can trade freely again. That is what I am doing in these here parts.” Fernando explains.
 
“We got airships here. We do not need a railroad.” The lawman says.
 
“As far as I travelled airships are good to a point. But you cannot fly to Central Town, you have to go to Slavania and then take a train or truck to Center Town. The same with Small towns and Indian Towns in between here and there, unless you join forces with General Jastrey and build airports to those towns that do not have them.” Fernando tells him.
 
“And what do we get if we build these airports?” The lawman asks.
 
“You get to patrol the highways from above to keep the peace. You get free trade with the other towns and access to their facilities. And you get more opportunities for more money in doing this job and catching real criminals, not going after petty bread stealing crap from complaints this ‘Karen’ has to bitch about. I know that in Fight Town there is a $1Millions bounty on the fight manager Ichigo Morino, wouldn’t it be nice to collect on that.” Fernando tells her.
 
“You said $1Million?” the Lawman asks.
 
“$1Million – Alive, nothing if she if dead.” Fernando reiterates. He adds, “But you have a problem – my daughter Maria looks exactly like her. Do not think that Ichigo is here in Flight Town because somebody looks like her, for that is my daughter. Ichigo is trapped and hiding in Fight Town. Mess with my daughter, and I will put three into your head to make sure you are dead. Get where I am coming from?”
 
The Lawman nods. His men start to come out of their unconscious pains. Fernando twists the crystal on his cane and hovers it over the Lawman’s hand, giving it a few days of healing to recover from.
 
“That will be sore for a week, but at least you can use it. My beef is not with you, it is with this ‘Karen.’” Fernando tells the lawman.
 
“My name is not Karen! It’s Phil!” The vendor yells back.
 
“For now on your name is ‘Karen’ for ‘Karen’ is a lying Jezebel who thinks she can get others in trouble with the authority with her lies. And there you are – lying to this man of the badge, and keeper of order and ender of crimes for your personal petty injustice against people like me. What the #$@! I did to you? If he was not here, I would beat you shitless with my cane where you stand.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Maybe I should let him beat some sense into you.” The lawman says to Karen-Phil.
 
Fernando then turns to the lawman, “Peace officers work for the community. Not for those who pay for your services. Let’s say, you and your men arrest me. Where is the reward to give you for my arrest coming from? Where is the evidence of my crime? When I see the judge and he sees that this arrest was made because somebody paid you to arrest me as a favor – guess what? You become a criminal – an officer of the peace accepting bribes to do his job done as a favor to another is a crime. You will get arrested. I will be released from jail while you go behind bars. So watch what you do for who you do it for because such actions are illegal and one of your own men can turn on you and arrest you and turn you into a disgrace for a few dollars in reward for a personal favor. You want that? Think about it.”
 
The lawman nods his head for a moment before looking at Karen-Phil in disgust.
 
“Now, I came for some food – bread, butter and other things. But...” Fernando counts off the food tables, counting 20 or so vendors. He continues “I’m going to give each vendor here, except for Karen-Phil here, a $100 gold coin, and let’s start celebrating. Change is coming to Flight Town and Change Is Good!”
 
Fernando then takes a small sack of coins from his jacket pocket, reaches into and slaps a $100 gold coin on each of the counters of the vendors in area. The lawman follows Fernando as he pays off each vendor in the area. Then he turns to the lawman and hands over the sack of coins to him.
 
“Consider it as payment for keeping the peace, and let the people celebrate. I have to get food for my convoy. But watch yourself around that Karen-Phil. He wants to use you like a tool. You are not a tool. You are just a man doing his job.” Fernando tells him.
 
The lawman nods as couple of vendors starts to play loud music through their speakers. He then leans to Fernando, “What you know about this Ichigo person?”
 
“Ichigo Morino was the event manager who set up the fight between the Lich and I, and I won. Many think that the fight was rigged and Fight Town erupted into riots. The Law wants Ichigo to answer whether this fight was rigged or not. Thing is, some others want her dead. General Jastrey, who is bringing back law and order in Fight Town, wants her alive to answer those questions. And there is that $1Million reward for capturing her alive. She is hiding somewhere in Fight Town.”
 
“How do you know she is hiding in Fight Town?” The lawman asks.
 
“Ichigo is this tall, looks like a little girl, as many do in Fight Town. She has blonde hair and blue eyes.” Fernando shows her height with his hand. He continues, “But her body guards and driver were captured by a mob and killed, her car burned. She has nowhere to run as she cannot run. Her only means of escape were destroyed, so she hiding somewhere in Fight Town, but where? She needs to be caught alive and kept alive for her being dead does not pay a cent.” Fernando explains.
 
The lawman puts his hand onto his chin and nods, saying to himself, “A million would go a long away.”
 
“That it would.” Fernando leads him on. The Lawman looks at him for a second. Fernando throws back, “Look, General Jastrey will be here in a couple days and you can ask her about it. But a couple of days might be too late if somebody else captures her, and maybe even kills her.” He pauses for a second and looks about before telling him, “I have to get some food supplies for my crew. You go do what you want to do – that is on you. But do not cry to me if you miss out on an opportunity that I told you about.”
 
“Why aren’t you getting some of this action?” The Lawman asks.
 
“I fought the Lich and won. I already got my winner’s purse from that shit and rescued my friend’s wife too. So I’m going to continue onward with my job of rescuing others and not worry about money for a long time to come. Frankly I am tired, and I rescue those in need and not criminals, and Ichigo Morino being a wanted person is a criminal.” Fernando tells him. He adds, “Now if you excuse me, I have supplies to get.”
 
Absentmindedly the Lawman let Fernando walk by as he thought about the $1Million reward in capturing Ichigo even though it means leaving Flight Town to get to Fight Town. He also thought about the work that would be needed to do this job though it would be a gamble to get her; the reward seems to outweigh the risk and the gamble. His men get up and gather around their boss.
 
One of them asks, “Aren’t we going after that ‘criminal’?”
 
The Lawman looks at him and then the other, “He’s not the criminal, we have been lied to by that vendor. But that is not important; we have to sit down and talk, there is a much bigger job with a huge reward out there that we can do. It is at Fight Town. So get the others together, we got a meeting to hold.”
 
 
Fernando gets a few pastries and bread rolls for the meal. He also got some leafy vegetables for a salad to those who want one. As he buys these items, he passes by the Chinese restaurant, the cashier steps outs to meet him.
 
“Excuse me sir. Your meal is almost done, so you can come in and wait a while and pick it up.” The cashier tells him.
 
“Thank you. First I’ll go to my camp to drop these off and I’ll return to get the food. Should be back in ten minutes.” Fernando says to him.
 
“Ten minutes is good. See you then.” The cashier tells him.
 
Fernando nods before he heads back to the convoy. Looking at his watch, the order of food was done one hour faster than expected. He quickens his pace a bit to get to the camp sooner. At the camp he finds Ruth at the tables he had set up.
 
“Hey Ruth. Here is the bread and a couple other things, like leafy greens for salad if anyone wants one. I was told the food is done and will be picking it up and bringing it back.” Fernando says as he piles the items to one of the table.
 
Ruth replies, “OK. I’ll be setting up over here.”
 
Fernando gives a nod before heading back with the empty pull cart. He hurries slightly to cut his time without looking like he is in a rush. He gets to the Chinese restaurant in a few minutes.
 
“Hello there, I’m back!” Fernando says loud enough to be heard.
 
“Hello there!” The cashier says as he signals to Fernando to come to the side of the cash register. Another begins to start packing the food in large bags into the pull cart. Fernando pay the rest of the money owed.
 
“Let me ask, do you have Egg or Spring Rolls?” Fernando asks as he hands the cashier the remainder of the money owed.
 
“We do.” The cashier says.
 
“I need about 100 tomorrow at about 12noon. Can you do that?” Fernando asks.
 
“I think we can.” The Cashier says as he hands Fernando his receipt.
 
“Good. How much would that be?” Fernando asks.
 
“One Spring Roll is dollar, but for 100 I’ll thrown in a bulk discount for you - $75.” The cashier says. But then he adds, “I can sell you a 5 pound bag of raw frozen Egg Rolls for $20, 5 pounds has 50 Egg Rolls in them.”
 
“I’ll buy a couple bags, make it four. But I will need 100 cooked ones for an important gathering tomorrow. How much for all that?” Fernando explains and asks.
 
“For all the egg rolls, cooked and frozen, let’s say $140 total. Want to pay now or want to pay then?” The cashier says and asks.
 
“Sounds good. I’ll pay $100 now and the rest then. Just need a receipt.” Fernando says as he pulls a $100 coin from his pocket. The cashier takes the coin and hands Fernando a receipt.
 
Fernando then looks over the packages of food before he goes back to the camp. Five minutes later He walks to the table Ruth was setting up by his Dub Box Camper. He begins to put the packages of food on the table.
 
“It’s OK Mr. Fernando. I’ll take care of it.” Ruth tells him.
 
Fernando nods before he says, “OK. I need to check with Ichigo and the job I had her doing.”
 
“OK. I do not think she is done though.” Ruth says.
 
“Alright. I’ll check on her.” Fernando says before going into his Dub Box. He looks around the back of the Dub Box, seeing Ichigo looking like she is working but she was already done. “You done here?”
 
“Been finished long ago. Ruth kept trying to ask what was all this about and who is it for. I told her nothing because I do not know.” Ichigo answers.
 
“Well, that is true. Look. Pile up as many as you can into the empty storage compartment and then pile the rest on the back seat. I’ll be in our camper resting; I do need to talk to you though. Oh, enter through the front driver’s door; it will be unlocked for you.” Fernando explains to her.
 
“I’ll see you later then...” Ichigo says.
 
Fernando walks out of the Dub Box and around the tables.
 
Ruth asks him, “What kind of rice is this?”
 
“It is Chinese made Vegetable Fried Rice. It should have no meat in it.” Fernando begins. He then points to the other packages, “And there should some packages of Vegetables with Garlic Sauce and others of Beef with Garlic Sauce You need to check out what is what as I did not see how they packed them up.”
 
“Alright, I’ll check on them and get it sorted out.” Ruth says.
 
“I’ll be in my camper resting up. Knock if you need me.” Fernando tells her. She just nods before he leaves and enters his camper through the side doors.
 
Once inside, He strips to just his pants and t-shirt and lied down on the bed. A couple of minutes later Ichigo enters the camper through the driver’s door. She locks it before heading to the rear of the camper. Seeing Fernando resting there; she strips down to just her t-shirt and panties before climbing onto the bed. She lies down on her side next to him.
 
“You wanted to see me?” Ichigo asks as she puts a hand to his chest.
 
“First of all, do not panic. Second of all, I ran into a pack of Bounty Hunters looking for Ichigo Morino. But I warned that that my blonde hair purple eyed daughter is not Ichigo Morino, and any idiot thinking that she is and try to kidnap her to collect the reward will have three in the head.” Fernando explains.
 
“I see.” Ichigo says.
 
“If and when you go out to town, you will remain at my side at all times and your name is Maria.” Fernando begins. He adds, “We cannot totally hide you, but we can hide you in plain sight and we can fool others to think you are somebody else and not the Notorious Ichigo Morino on the Wanted Posters. But you need to be where I tell you to be. When going out, you are to be at my side. Staying here, you are to be in the Camper or in the Dub Box. Got that?”
 
Ichigo nods, though a bit nervous at the prospect of what is going on. She gets up slightly and puts her head on his chest and an arm across him.
 
Fernando continues, “I’ll do what I can to protect you. But we will discuss other options as we need them. For now, just do as I say and you get to live another day.”
 
“How about us getting together and you doing me lovely?” She asks.
 
“Right now I need to rest, and like I said, that is going to take a while. So who knows when that will happen if ever.” He explains. He throws in, “Right now I need my rest.”
 
“Oh...” She says to herself.
 
Fernando notices her reaction, “Look. However, wherever, whatever we have as a relationship goes, that is on us after we set limits and define what we have as a relationship. I am not going to marry you, at least not in the foreseeable future. And for the time being, we agreed to you being my slave so I own you. But I cannot protect you if you do things out of my control.”
 
Ichigo just lies there, tying to hold back the tears. She just nods before she says, “I know all that. But I need something, some connection, some way to tell me that I am liked and wanted. That will fill my need as a woman. Something that will fill that empty space within me – something that says I am loved so I can love back. Love you back.”
 
“Maybe one day I’ll pin you down and #$@! your brains out. But right now I’m tired of dealing with bounty hunters and dealing with a-holes Karens lying to get others in trouble. This place is filled with stupid people, who only care about a freaking gold coin and not the value of one’s life. I need my rest and time to figure out a lot of things.” He tells her.
 
“OK then... I just hope it is one day soon.” She says to him before she closes her eyes.
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Reply #2728 - Apr 28th, 2021, 10:13pm
 
Tonya followed Hondo silently for a bit. She could tell he was thinking and fuming a bit, but she was so unsure of what to say at the moment. She Knew Uncle Fernando did not like Hector, and they she believed he meant well he had scared her some. It was not what he said as much as how he said it. Hondo had stuck up for her, but he had not argued with what was said either, just how it was said. What was said was bad enough, and she had a hard time believing it. She knew Uncle Fernando believed it, but he had not seen Hector De la Cruz like she had. He had such kind eyes, and the community he had built was thriving and the wessen there seemed happier and cleaner than the humans outside their little town. She was not even sure if Hector was alive now, and that made her really sad. The thought that Uncle Fernando might have killed him and Hondo, the one she called Papa had been responsible for his death lite a small flame of anger within her that she did not realize was there yet. She had not noticed that Hector had taken a pot-shot at them, thought that was among the lesser of the things she was not realizing right now.  
 
 
The sound of a voice speaking to her jarred her from her thoughts,"He wasn't wrong, ya know."
 
 
She looked up at Hondo and blinked, "What?"
 
 
"Fernando... He wasn't wrong. I wish he had spoken to you differently but he wasn't wrong." Hondo replied.
 
 
"What does he know about Hector.... or you. You never gave him a chance." She said quietly.
 
 
"I know its hard to hear, but darlin', Hector was a user. He just wanted to use you." Hondo said
 
 
Tonya glared at him, "How would you know?! Did you actually talk to him?!? Did you see the town he's built up?!? NO! You guy's shot his men, shot wessens, like me! Then you blew him up!! You going to get tired of me and shoot me too 'cause I'm a wessen? You hate all of us, just like he said!!!"  
 
 
Tears glistened from her eyes as she glared at him angrily. Her jaw was set into a scowl and the tears flowed but she did not cry. Hondo stopped and turned to face her. A slightly pissed look came over his face, but it could not hide the hurt that lay behind his eyes at her accusations.
 
 
"Is that what you really think of me? After what we've been through, you think I hate wessens or think less of them?.... of you??" He asked in a low voice.
 
 
She tried to look him in the eyes but ended up staring at the ground.
 
 
"How else do you explain what you did?" She asked coldly
 
 
"How 'bout explainin' why Cruz sent his goons after us? They came at us to kill, not capture. Then explain Cruz's reaction when he learned who we were? An' how 'bout him tryin' to turn you against us? These thoughts of us hatin' wessens didn't come from you, I know ya better than that! Explain why he shot at us when we left?? You explain all that?" He asked in the same low, incredulous tone.  
 
 
She glanced up then looked back at the ground. Her facial featured softened and a confused look came over her face.
 
 
"That... that can't be true. He'd never have shot at you... at us. And... I was outside with him. He thought there was trouble. He just wanted them to stop you..." She said quietly.
 
 
"It is true, an' they planned to stop our hearts, not just us. Why he shot us, I don't know, but had Fernando not sped up time for him he or I would have another bullet in us, an' I took one that saved Cruz's ass. AN' all that aside, you think I wasn't worried as #$@! when I found you gone? When I found out you were hurt?? When I'm told you were taken by some fanatic?!?" He said a bit harsher
 
 
She looked up at him doing her best not to cry, "He's not a fanatic! He just wants to help wessens!"
 
 
"Then how do ya explain those downtrodden wessens in town? I've seen some wessen kids that looked pretty rough. They not clean enough for his town?" Hondo asked
 
 
Tonya thought back to the little girl she had given the bread, but the thought of Hectors handsome face and bright, flashing eyes popped into her head.  
 
 
She shook her head, "No, they.... some just ...just don't want help."
 
 
 
"Should I have said that when you were angry with me an' distrusted me when I first tried to help you?" He asked softly.
 
 
She hung her head for a moment then shook it slightly.
 
 
He stared at her a moment, sighed then turned back to the path.
 
 
"We need to get you outta that dress an' into some jeans and a long sleeved shirt." He said as he started to walk away.  
 
 
"You do think I'm ugly then." She said softly, causing him to stop and look at her again.
 
 
He looked at her more angrily this time, "What stupidity is this? I don't know what he did to you, but he messed with your damn mind!"
 
 
She looked up at him a bit surprised at his response, "He didn't mess with my mind, honest!"
 
 
"Then what the hell is with this ugly business?!" He replied
 
 
"You... you want me just in jeans... so ..." She stammered.
 
 
"That's cause you're a beautiful young woman an' that dress will draw attention, then wrong kinda attention to ya. We don't want that." Hondo replied.
 
 
"...oh." She replied softly.  
 
 
He shook his head again and continued on. She waited a second or two before following. HEr thoughts once again turned inward, but they were more confused than before.
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Reply #2729 - Apr 29th, 2021, 11:03pm
 
Hondo walked on, with Tonya following behind him a few steps. Nothing was said as they walked. Both their minds were busy.
 
 Tonya's mind was on herself, The truth of how wessens were seen, how she was seen especially by those that said they loved her and of whom she loved. She did love them, Hondo, Valentine, Zoey, and even Macey and Fernando somewhat. They were the family she never had, but despite the love, her faith in them was shaken by words of a stranger. Hector was that stranger, but though a stranger he was wessen, a fox wessen to boot. He had a dark hair, and it wasn't genetically altered like hers, so he was considered a different wessen kind, but his kind was closely related to hers and he was the first free fox wessen she had ever met. None of it made sense in her head, and her teen hormones were not helping either, which being wessen seemed to make them stronger by nature at times then most humans.
 
 
Hondo's head was on multiple things. Tonya disappearing against his word, her falling for some stranger, her doubting him, Fernando getting uglier with her than he thought he should have, this wessen named Hector that Tonya had fallen for and if he was alive or dead and what either state meant for them, this cane Fernando was giving him and the responsibility that came with it, Valentine and her anger, Red Molly and Maggie and their demons, the safety of the whole group in this #$@!ed up world, and the miles ahead of them. The one thing he tried not to think of was the pain in his shoulder and the fatigue that he could feel slowing him down. He was managing to keep up the expected energy at the moment, but he could feel himself growing weary faster than usual and needing sleep sooner than was normal. Joints ached that had not in a long time either, but he took that as to be from just being tired. All of it he either tried to ignore or explain away.  
 
 
If he only knew what was really wrong or knew that there were those watching him from afar to see if their concoction would perform as planned. At the moment they were disappointed with the results to date but they had seen him fight in  Fight Town and for now they had not given up. They wrote off the lack of results due to him being an unusual specimen. If they only knew how much he was hiding, they would not have been disappointed in the slightest.
 
 
They soon approached the administration building and went inside. A fat man was behind the desk reading a paper and half ignored them.  Hondo cleared his throat and the man growled.
 
 
"What do you want?" He grumbled, not putting his paper down.
 
 
"How 'bout your attention, ya rude #$@!?" Hondo growled.
 
 
The man slammed down his paper angrily, " Why you assole! Who do you think...? #$@! its you!"
 
 
The man had a surprised look and looked as he looked at Hondo. He shook his head in short jerking motions after a moment.
 
 
"No, no. I already dealt with that asshole partner of yours today! I'm not dealing with you too!!" HE said angrily, yet with a slight bit of fear.  
 
 
"Then stop bein' a rude #$@! an' help us get what we want." He said
 
 
"I told your partner $10k a day. That's the price... for you." He said. He paused slightly and looked at Tonya who still was half looking at the ground and standing behind Hondo.
 
 
"Course, I could maybe see giving you guys a discount in trade for your sex-kitten." he said.
 
 
"My what?" Hondo asked angrily.
 
 
"The fox whore behind you. You dress your's fairly nice, I have to say, though what I would do with her doesn't require a dress, so you can keep the dress if you want it." He said with a lecherous grin on his fat face.
 
 
"Why you...!" Hondo started to say angrily and draw back his fist, but a smallish pair of strong hands grabbed his arm and held it.
 
 
He turned to look and see Tonya holding his arm and looking at him with her sad eyes. Why they looked so sad he was not sure.
 
 
She shook her head, "No, Papa."
 
 
The fat man chuckled, "Papa? Guess that's not the first time I've seen someone daddy, daughter roll play but not out in public. To each their own, though."
 
 
"Shut the #$@! up." Hondo replied through grit teeth.
 
 
Tonya still held onto his good arm and kept him from reacting at the moment.
 
 
"Why so angry?" The fat man asked, "She's not that good looking and she's covered with hair. Might #$@! her all hairy, but a full body waxing is the only thing that will help. I've heard that getting gutted hurts less, but all that aside, you're famous and in good shape. You can get a good one easily. I take what I can get!"
 
 
Tonya let go of Hondo's arm and her head dropped in shame. The man's words rang in her head, as if someone had sounded a gong off in her ears. It echoed again and again. Even in the dress, she felt ugly.
 
 
(To be continued... {will finish as soon as possible. Might be Monday or Tuesday night})
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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