The Band Goes on Tour ...

Jacob saw that Woodrow left and Mr Coltrane and Samatha joined. After shaking hands with Liam he picked up his Joint and walked over towards the Newcomers

Hi Missa C and Samatha Mi name is Jacob, An mi wah give yuh a warm welcome to dis camp. Dis is, Ray, Dave, Liam and Marylin

Mister Coltrane said Hi to everyone and sat down, While samatha walked towards Jacob and layed her hand on his chest and spoke in general

Hmmm wow, Jacob you look handsome, I bet you know how to treat a lady

she bit her lip and gave Jacob a wink while walking deeper in the camp and sat down. Jacob was confussed for a moment and looked at Marylin then he said

C'mon people wi stay fah lunch ,den i need to chat to all of yuh, bout why wi here, now lets prepare fah a good meal aaiyt

Jacob lit up his Joint again and started to get the campfire on again to cook a meal

he lit up his Joint

Dave lit a fire and slouched by it, cooking several slabs of mole-rat meat from his bag.

When Dave noticed Jacob being pulled off out of sight by Marilyn, he ginned to himself. "Ah wonder what Liam would do if he noticed?" He thought to himself. He looked over to where Liam was sitting to one side of the camp, he grabbed two plates and loaded them with meat.

He called over to Liam as he walked over. "Ah hope you like your steak well done, cuz this is some burnt-ass mole-rat meat." He sat down next to Liam, passed one of the plates over and placed the other in his lap. He yanked the combat knife from his belt and sawed a sliver of meat from the hunk of meat in front of him.

"So" Dave said around chewing "We ain't had a chance to talk proper. I'm Dave, and I'm just a local that got caught up in this little circus" Dave grinned "What about you? I'ts a habit of mine to get to know people ah travel with"

Marilyn listened to Jacob's speech, she hadn't heard of this "Ganja" before, but she'd be happy to help Jacob find it, she just had to convince Liam to help. She whispered in Liam's ear, but stopped when she heard Samantha. Marilyn glared at her, Jacob was her man. Liam saw this and smirked, his first thought was to stop their relationship, but they weren't teenagers anymore, Marilyn had to make choices for herself. Liam spoke up.

"We'll help, but only because my sister loves you."

Marilyn's jaw hit the ground, and she turned to look at Liam, who was still smiling.

Jacob got back his Joint while hearing the comment of Liam and Dave,

"We'll help, but only because my sister loves you."

"Ah want to help Jacob, but unless you got some way to feed and water seven people, then we got to get some money in"

Jacob Walked over to Liam and layed one hand on his Shoulder

Thanks man, i neva thought yuh would agree pon dis matta, also I will protect your sista Di bess i can

but before he could react to Dave and Mister Coltrane, Ray jumped up and started to speak

Wait fella's, This mission may not be profitable, I noticed we nearly all got Instruments or have Musical experience, so we could earn money with giving concert at several places, and Dave and Liam could Manage our financing and stuff because they don't play intruments, sounds good right?

Ray smilled at the group, a bit stoned but he felt euforic about his Idea, Hoping the other would like it.

((OOC: Salv, your post is too short, and needs to be lengthened. You have three days to work it out.))

"Wait fella's, This mission may not be profitable, I noticed we nearly all got Instruments or have Musical experience, so we could earn money with giving concert at several places, and Dave and Liam could Manage our financing and stuff because they don't play intruments, sounds good right?"

Dave laughed out loud, and pointed at himself. "Ray, do ah look like an accountant to you? Ah am a scruffy, dust covered gunslinger. If you want a guy nailed between the eyes from 400 feet, ah'm your man. If you need a fella tracked from here to New York, you can ask me. Killin' is mah business, ah'm afraid your gonna have ta count your caps yourselves guys, I'm workin' guard duty with Liam."

Dave got up, still chuckling and pulled his revolver from his hip. It had been a few hours since he's shot something, and he wanted to let of some steam. Dave wandered around for a while, then came back to the camp, his arms full of old tin cans. He walked over to Marilyn.

"Mind if ya'll do me a favour? Just throw those cans in the air when ah say go"

"All at the same time?"

"Yep"

Dave then turned, walked a few paces, and stood with his back towards her, .44 held loosely in his right hand.

"Go!"

The cans soared into the air, there were twelve in total, all rising and splitting from the main group.

Dave moved in a blur, faster than any man aught to, his revolver was up and the trigger pulled before he had fully turned around. The can on the far left was blasted aside by the bullet. The recoil allowed Dave's right hand to reach the gun faster. He pulled the hammer and fired again. And again. And again. Five cans were smacked square in their centre by Dave's shots. As the sixth and final round rolled into position, Dave's right hand shot around to the small of his back, under his duster. As he fired and hit the sixth can, he dropped his revolver, and his right hand came back out, revealing a .45 Semi-automatic pistol. He brought it up as the last six cans were beginning to fall. He fired six more times.

The tin cans, not bent beyond repair, fell around Marilyn's feet. Dave was panting, the pistol still smoking in his hand. He returned to the recesses of his duster, and picked up his revolver. He tipped his hat to Marilyn as he walked past her.

"Much obliged ma'am"