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[color=39b54a][b]Location:[/b] Saloon[/color] | [color=39b54a][b]Interaction:[/b][@Raylah][@DragonofTheWest][@Nobodyman123][/color][/center]

	“Hey, Jack!” The young man snapped to, his diverted, spanning attention syncing in like a focused laser to the young woman who had also survived the hellish onslaught. “Is this black beast yours? Someone should calm him down before he turns the whole porch into splinters. I’m heading to the clinic to help take care of the injured, you will have to find the Sheriff on your own, it’s just a bit east from here.”

	He gave an unseen nod as he watched the woman head out. [i] [color=39b54a]Not the last time[/color][/i], he told himself, silently assuring that they'd meet again.  With a calm demeanor that felt alien in the current situation, Jack made his way to the front of the saloon and stroked his horse's mane.  It was a distracted effort as his eyes couldn't help but zero in on the double-dead, a phrase he decided was apt given the situation.

	"Relax," came the forcefully calming words from the formerly masked gunslinger.  "It seems old friend, we're not going anywhere for a while."  Jack raised an eyebrow in the man and his ride's direction.  The expression wasn't mean to paint disbelief as much as it was an awkward realization that they were in the same boat, so to speak.  With a simple huff of laughter, Jack gave Pepper a hard pat marking a solid end to the loving pets.  

	"[color=39b54a]No kidding,[/color]" he muttered under his breath.  The surviving town moved like an aquatic organism, preferring to migrate in schools.  The group of bipedal fish eventually found themselves congregating around Joshua, the predestined authority.  After a short summary of the predicament, Joshua has left the town with an ultimatum; Hide or fight.  Flee or be deputized.

	"[color=39b54a]Oh my god...[/color]" Jack said, half defeated.  [color=39b54a]"Outlaws get so much more tail than lawman,[/color]" he explained to his horse.  "[color=39b54a]This is going to hurt the reputation.[/color]"  Pepper looked back at him with no ounce of sympathy.  She knew the stakes.  She knew this was no joking matter.  She knew what Jack had to do, or so he convinced himself.  "[color=39b54a]Fine! G'dammit, fine![/color]" he shouted in voluminous defeat.  With agitation set on his face and a hand raised in the air, he called out to the sheriff.  "[color=39b54a]Deputize me, I guess!  But I want a shiny badge!  It's gotta be shiny![/color]"