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Location: Outskirts of Armadillo

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	The man couldn't keep his mouth to himself, it seemed. "In my twelve years of bein' in Saloons across the province, I've never seen a card game resort in someone nearly gettin' killed over it. First time for everythin', I suppose." She shrugged. As Nora pitched in and helped gather kindle and assisted with the rock foundation, she rolled her eyes as James once again slyly attempted flirting with her. She let the question hang in the air about her involvement with the O'Driscolls, before letting out a slow sigh. "Cornwall pulled a dirty trick and signed on the O'Driscolls as his own hired security force. I don't know much more beyond the extent of their partnership, but it appears to me it's out of desperation and business. So I figured I'd get back at 'em. Cornwall, personally, but these damned thugs are in the way of things." Nora kept it brief, and her emotions leveled as she spoke. For the mean time, she'd see if James was really on-board before she'd tell him he truth. 

Nora finished layering the kindle along the inside of the fire pit, before moving back to her field satchel and retrieving a matchbook. Damn pack was a hundred bucks, but she was glad for the hefty investment. Alongside retrieving the matches and opening the book, she used her other hand to pull out the stack of papers and briefly present it out to James. "Fore we met today, I'd raided a Cornwall train. Got a tip from one of the stationmen that this particular train carried a vital document for Cornwall's expansion into Saint Denis. I was gonna find something to do with it before I suddenly had to save your ass." Nora let out a small huff of amusement. "However, I'm glad I was able to. Wasn't gonna let those bastards waste someone in front of me."