[Center][b][color=ec008c]Shelby Jackson - Mary's House[/color][/b][/center]

"What do ye want, ye slattern?", Mary hissed as she sat up with a start, leaning forward until she was nose to nose with the younger woman. "Did I not tell ye to come back after sundown?.” Mary's teeth bared slightly as Shelby explained.

Shelby curled her lip and hissed right back, “Yeah...you did, but I need a mason jar.”

"A mason jar?!?", Mary bellowed, "Ye woke me up for a damned Mason Jar? What is the matter with ye?" Mary then leaned back and rested on her arms, then planted a foot on Shelby's back and began to push. "Go ask the damned robot for one....and why don't ye make yourself useful and draw me a bath!"

“Damn, I thought I'd show some respect and ask you, not a bucket of bolts,” Shelby shifted so Mary's foot slipped off, “Fine…” Shelby stood up as the robot floated into the room.

"Miss Mary", the Robot, hovering in the doorway began to say. "I...."

"Damn you!", Mary bellowed as she snatched up a pillow from her bed and hurled it successfully at the robot, "go tend to the horse, will ye?"

"Yes, Ma'am", the robot replied obsequiously as it retreated out of the room and floated away. "Right away Ma'am". 

Shelby folded her arms and cracked a sly grin, “Someone is moody as hell,” she said under her breath.

It was then that Mary noticed that Shelby was armed to the teeth, carrying several weapons and had left a stout staff leaning against the wall.

"What are ye up to?", Mary demanded, "Why are ye armed for battle to collect a mason jar?" Her eyes narrowed accusingly and she hissed in a whisper. "Are ye thinking of trying what you saw this morning? Ye know nothing of what I know....it would end very badly for ye to try thy hand at something that powerful."

This startled Shelby and she shook her head, “Na...no, I have some other business that needs handled. Sooner rather than later would be nice. I need the jar to...nevermind, I just need a fuckin’ jar damnit. What color bath do you want?” She raised her brow and smirked, “I can't draw for shit, but I'll try.” She placed her hands on her hips, “I'll just surprise you I suppose.” With that Shelby slipped across the hall to the bathroom, once the water was hot she placed the plug in the drain and returned to the bedroom. She bowed and gestured towards the bathroom, “Ye bath is ready.” Then she straightened up, “I'll go ask Bolts for a jar, sorry I bothered you.”