EP | Kate Barlow | Outside/Main Bar

[ikissdhimbck]

It's evening by Kate's watch, and just about time to head in from her chores outside. She hasn't been particularly loud as of late. Though her good mood from the last time she was in the bar hasn't dissipated, she has had a lot on her mind lately. So, she's kept to a routine: out in the stables every morning and evening, reading by the fire in the afternoon, poking around the library at night to restock, and then early to bed with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

However, tonight she's waylaid on her way back to the bar. There are a number of those 'demon bunnies' gathering near the fence line of one of the far paddocks. She doesn't think too much of it at first, until she happens upon more nearer the stables themselves. Huh. She entertains the memory of a conversation she once had, when one of her friends mentioned they made for good target practice. Well, she's never been that desperate.

Except, now they're cutting off her path to the back door, and there's really only one thing to do. She tips her hat, and sets her hand on the butt of her gun; and then she looks into those beady red eyes and smirks.

"You sure you devils are feelin' lucky?"


There's the sound of gunfire echoing off the lake.

Feel free to come help her, or catch up with her once she's made it back to the bar. ...Slightly singed.


[ooc: Open indefinitely, as I'll be available for threading most — if not all — of the weekend! You can catch Kate outside, or at the Bar. ^__^]

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[scots_wolf]

Urquhart has been watering plants in the garden, late roses and asters and the herbs.

When he hears the shots, he puts down the watering can and runs towards the noise, cocking the crossbow as he runs.

[ikissdhimbck]

What he'll find when he arrives is one wild-eyed cowgirl, hooting with surprise.

"Golly, they really do go up in smoke!"

Except, now there seems to be more of them coming. Oh dear. Forgive her if she doesn't notice you right away, Urquhart.

[scots_wolf]

She will probably notice that some of them start going down with crossbow bolts in their eyes?

Or the white dog with brown spots who just attacks outright, racing into the group of attacking bunnies, snarling and barking?

[ikissdhimbck]

That she does notice.

"...Evenin', Mr. Urquhart!"

All things considered, she sounds rather chipper for someone who just blew the head off a bunny.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart keeps shooting.

"Good shot," he comments on the beheaded bunny.

[not_his_pa]

William's seen Kate around as he's stayed in the Bar after helping Ellen and when he hears the shots gets his rifle.

When he sees the bunnies, he lines up a shot and takes one down, "How long have they been here?"

[ikissdhimbck]

"William, be careful!"

She nods towards a half dozen bunnies hopping to his right.

"I noticed 'em when I stepped out of the stables, an' — "

Bang! Another one goes up in smoke.

"I'm not the type t'start fights with bunny rabbits, but they started it."

[not_his_pa]

He fires a shot into the midst of the bunnies to his right and they scatter,

"I'm sure they did. Well, we won't let them hem us in."

[ikissdhimbck]

"They was blockin' the path. An' hangin' 'round the back paddocks."

A bunny latches onto her boot. She gives a few swift kicks to jar him, and then slips out her Smith & Wesson. She almost catches on fire when he goes up with a bang.

"Y'don't think they'd get after the horses, do you?"

[sidhe_king]

Once she's back in the bar, Kate will find that the population of high-ranking fae has been increased by one in recent hours; Finvarra is lazing in a chair with a bottle of black nail polish, still dressed in his favored inky black from top to toe, barefoot and yet still as regally, rakishly dangerous as ever.

He might be in less than the best of moods, but when he sees Kate after a truly long absence, he smiles at her slowly.

[ikissdhimbck]

Kate's a sight to smile at, if not laugh outright. Her hair is in wild disarray and her pants are singed. There's a bit of dirt marring her rosy cheeks, and she is grinning.

Even if she's out of bullets.

Her first goal is to get to the Bar and fix just that, but she notices Finvarra while on her way and pauses. She still feels that deep pull to curtsy in his presence, but as he's told her not to do so she merely waves, and inclines her head, and continues on to get her things.

[sidhe_king]

He nods to her slowly, and gets up to follow her--he can bet she's not going to shoot him--with slow strides, taking in the grin and the singed clothes and her general state of disarray.

"Had a good time, I imagine?"

[ikissdhimbck]

"Had an interestin' one, at least."

She pulls her handkerchief from her pocket to dab at her brow, only  —  well. It's half a handkerchief, now. And smoking ever so slightly.

"Any time I leave still walkin' is a good one."

[starrydome]

There's an elf at the Bar. An elf about to leave actually. When he sees Kate, he pauses, looking a little bit concerned. Hair shouldn't look like that. Or smell like that for that matter.

"Are you all right?"

[ikissdhimbck]

Kate's hair has looked — and, particularly, smelled — worse in the past. But it's a definite change from the care she usually takes with it.

"I think so."

She's a touch breathless, but she's smiling. She runs a hand through her singed locks.

"I had a  —  disagreement. With somma the wildlife here."

[starrydome]

"Not a dragon I hope," he says, sounding a little bit concerned. They're the only ones he can think of that would leave one - singed.

[ikissdhimbck]

Her hand pauses halfway through her mane.

"We do have a dragon here. A rather nice one, coincidentally."

Kate wasn't eaten, so that definitely lends tics to the 'nice' column.

"But, no. There're these  —  this'll sound ridiculous. These bunny rabbits. They call 'em 'demon bunnies'. For a reason, I now see."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam was sipping a drink of his Bloody Mary and then looks over at when he hears the explosion then watches, Wait no way did he just see a no it wasn't it couldn't be right?

Was that really a Bunny Bomb?

"What the hell was that?"

[ikissdhimbck]

"Um."

Bang!

Ker-FLOOM!





"...I think I've made 'em angry!"

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

"I see, that. What are they doing eating C-4 loaded carrots?"

He asks and then downs his drink if's seeing things he should be thoroughly soused for this.

[ikissdhimbck]

"I think this is the result of more'n just an antiscorbutic diet!"

There's a pair of bunnies preparing to clothesline her from behind.

A little help?

[filemyclaim]

Dixie's just passing by from a quick sojourn to the lake - it's getting a tad too chilly outside, and she wants a hot cup of tea.

That's when she hears the pop-bang-boom of things exploding in the distance. She recognizes Kate by her hat and her voice, and automatically pulls out her petite six-shooter, winging one of the smaller bunnies as she does.

"Fall must bore you too," she observes.

Shooting demonic rabbits is apparently a wonderful bonding activity.

[ikissdhimbck]

Kate whirls around, and the very first thing she sees is that six.

Her eyebrows nearly touch her hairline.

"Well, Miss Dixie. I had no idea y'were a woman of such varied skill."

That's probably amusement on Kate's face in the half-second before she ducks, neatly blowing the little cotton tail off a slavering rabbit.

[filemyclaim]

She gives Kate a smirk. "I've carried on with some of the finest gangs in California." She blows away the bunny's oncoming twin; the sun catches its bright red eyes as she blows a tiny hole into its neck.

[ikissdhimbck]

"Have you, now?"

Kate's ... well, she's laughing.


One, two, three shots, and a click.



Five bunnies down. She's bought herself enough time to refill.