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It's a fun genre. I've done three with this one now. And the setting is rich. I was raised on Louis Lamour and the like. My father would share them with me. One of the few fond memories.
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Ha, and you know Poitr was thinking this exact thought. well not just that exact thought:
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Poitr, in this chapter, proving he is just as much the main character.
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there is a collision ahead, and something's got to give. If I recall, this was a song about Warren Beatty
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The Mercedes pulled up to the valet stand at 7:58 PM. The hotel was a monument to old Hollywood money—white marble, gold fixtures, a sweeping driveway that curved under a portico lit by crystal chandeliers. Palm trees lined the entrance, their fronds illuminated from below, casting long shadows across the red carpet. The valets were Elven teenagers in tailored black uniforms, their movements precise and unhurried, their faces blank with the particular boredom of the immortal serving the me
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I am not sure what he would have done after he'd shot Acosta. The sense is that he feels damned and betrayed so I think him going after Ephraim next would have been logical. Alvarez's hollowing out after shooting what is essentially another boy like Devon, a friend of Jeb's (no matter how twisted up by the Barn thing) shows that through his bravado and his bluster/swagger, Alvarez isn't a cold blooded killer. Acosta just got lucky, a revolver/early automatic vs a Bolt action rifle at range was a massive disadvantage for Alvarez. It was only Alvarez's skill and the rapidity of fire by the Salvator-D pistol that saved Acosta's life there. He certainly owed Alvarez after that.
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The marshal doesn't buy Acosta's spin that Lemuel was a Mennonite for a second. The Marshal is far from a fool, one of Acosta's rifles doesn't just find it's way into a pacifist community's hands just to send one of their kids out to assassinate a banker. Something just ain't right here.
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Oh I agree with you. Devon is acting just as badly as Alvarez did in this moment. But then, that's human. They both reacted like children in this moment.
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If Alvarez can overcome his petty jealousy and sulking.
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uggh I hate the name Lumuel, Lemuel, Lemial horrible name... and my autocorrect LOATHES it. Never, ever, EVER again. Serves him right to have his name mispelled on his tombstone.
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Lumuel after being told he was manipulated by Ephraim, and they were being used by Acosta, vowed to get even.
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One down. Alvarez is an idiot, but then, so is Devon. The pair of them can't communicate properly, and react poorly
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Ch11 The note arrived on heavy, cream-colored paper, delivered by a boy in a pressed waistcoat who stood in the center of the Lemon Saloon and waited for a reply with the rigid, unblinking patience of a well-trained servant. Alvarez turned the card over in his long, elegant fingers, feeling the expensive weight of the cardstock. He read the precise, looping, elegant script twice before the true, suffocating meaning of the words fully settled into his chest. "Mister
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My morning :
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Now it should be noted, that Godfrey is BUYING the Levant from Darien. The sheer amount of money that the Vanguard has at it's disposal once it returns to France is eye-watering. It is economy breaking if not managed very carefully. King Radoslav's Steward and Chancellors are going to have an absolute conniption fit when they realize what's coming. How do you say no to a lethal force of 1300 Vanguard, and 1000 D'avenel mercenaries landing in Southern France, with enough money to buy the entire country? Radoslav is sweating, and regretting the amount of times he screwed Darien over.
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Reynaud has been hunting them, seen the fall out of two battles that Erik has fought in. 1. The desert camp with Lord Hugh and 2. The battle in the River town. Where there was a survivor.
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Baldwin's ready to take the Levant for his brother. The question becomes, will he hand it over to Godfrey when the time comes. Good Morning
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The afternoon heat in Jaffa was a physical weight, pressing down on the stone roof of the Genoese Fondaco and baking the air inside the opulent suite until it felt like the inside of a kiln. But Amicie barely noticed. She was operating on a level of pure, crystalline focus she hadn't felt since her days running the streets of Marseille, when a misplaced copper meant going hungry for a week. Except now, she wasn't counting coppers. She was staring at a King’s ransom. The four iron-bou
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Well Jeb has the weight of history behind him. He's got years of love, friendship, and tender moments to back him up. Plus he's direct about what he wants. He has black marks against him, certainly. Alvarez is afraid of his feelings, hiding behind bluster and swagger. He doesn't know what he wants. On paper he's the better suitor, but Devon is not a girl to be wooed. He's not looking for a protector, he's looking for a challenge For one of his two suitors to actually be brave
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I do like how Devon turned it about on him. And instead of stopping him, Alvarez gets a smirk and just rolls with it.
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Now I inserted a chapter as a new chapter 9 to work on the plot so it shifted my usual structure up a chapter.
