After being a sheriff in a big galaxy for several years Jean Wylder had seen many odd things. From the gross to the weird to the downright strange but there was always something new that managed to sweep him off his feet, leave him star struck and bamboozled. And in the last forty minutes he’d seen two such things. Although, Princess Juniper’s talents were more on the freaky side of things, they still fascinated him to no end. How did it work? Where did the extra mass come from and go? Could she change into anything at all? Hundreds of unanswered and unasked questions flooded Jean’s mind, and for many of them he suspected not even Juniper knew herself. [color=0072bc]“Yeah,” [/color]Jean slicked back his hair, holding his hat in his off hand over his heart as a sign of respect. [color=0072bc]“That’ll do it gel – erm highness. I can certainly imagine a million and one ways to abuse that sort of thang, legally speaking. Hell, I wouldn’t mind an ace like that up my sleeve every now and again.”
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	The sheriff chuckled at this, fitting his hat back onto his head and ensuring the wide brim sat just low enough to conceal his eyes. [color=0072bc]“Ya see right here, its th’ best I c’n do. An’ it don’t help much, as Mac n’ Ursa c’n attest. Especially if I’m workin’ city side. Oh, and Miz Ursa, if it helps some I could rustle up bunch o’ nice taxpayer kredits to cover the expenses. If’d please ya. Course, it probably wouldn’t be near th’ same as your used too- Whoa now.” [/color]Reacting with his quasi-famous speed Jean stepped forward catching Ursa before she struck the floor, resting her wait against his own and stabilizing her unconscious form. Glaring at the whirring pink medical bot Jean waved him away. [color=0072bc]“Ya damn blistering scrapheap, she’s probably gone belly-up cause o’ your incessant jawin’ more’n else!”
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	Once Mac arrived Jean passed the burden of supporting Ursa off to him, taking on a sour face when Mac hoisted her easily as if she weighed nothing.[color=0072bc] “Yeah, well you’ve got my gun and shucked me, so I ain’t trying nothing slick heels, word as an law keeper.”[/color] Turning towards the shapeshifter and assassin Jean jerked his head in a, come on then, motion.  [color=0072bc]“Ah suppose I could use some proper vittles. If either of y’all know th’ way. I’m new aboard this vessel.”[/color] Gesturing for either Emmett or Juniper to lead, he fell into step beside the latter, lowering his voice to speak with the royalty semi-privately. [color=0072bc]“I know how you must be feelin’ lass. I lost my parents when I was very young too. Th’ pain, an’ anger of knowing he’s out there, free to hurt others as he pleases. It gets to man, and no lass nor lad deserve to go through that. So I swears come hell or high water I’ll make sure th’ yellow bellied, crowbait who done did it pays. They’ll receive their just due, planted nice n’ tidy neath th’ daisies. I promise.”
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