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[Private to Father Chaser] Questions and Doubts, Confessions and need of a shoulder to Cry on.
*Jane stares at her desk in her home. Upon it is an old lamp with a fine looking shade made from Anglan that was imported in. The wooden desk is made of cherry and has small animals on it depicting fairy tales and other stories. It's really a fine piece of work. On the desk sits various papers, some are work related, most are letters from all over ( Read more... ) -
Night out on the town
*Afternoon in Sedona gave way to dusk, and the sunsetting slowly behind the dusty desert city gave way to a chilly night. Jane walked quickly to the saloon, dressed in a gray blue skirt and lilic blouse, her hair is down, and she looks quite lady and proper like now away from wearing her sheriff's uniform. Rather happy with the evening she's in ( Read more... ) -
Private to Lynn Martians
*Jane writes quickly and in short quick notes.*Lynn, I am not sure if you are aware of this, but I recently went to see a young man on the rumor of him losing his home to the VC. He mentioned something interesting and I was hoping you'll help me follow up on this. Below is some of our discussion that pertains to the situation. I excluded his name ( Read more... ) -
Private to Brooke
*Jane takes out her quill and starts to write on a page.*
I was curious um...if..
I wanted to know if there was a chance that...
Brooke you know that party on the 25th of October? I was wondering if you could go with me as my date? -
Screams and Fears, event
Jane headed down the street away from where Richard had been shooting off his gun. Her head was a jumble of things. First their was the meeting with the Father she was going to have to have to deal with issues pertaining to any damages to the church, then the Mayor, which wasn't going to be fun at all as he always seemed to ignore or chose to ( Read more... ) -
Change in the weather
With all that's been happening here I think this worlds gone to the dung heap. Men act as if they can just wander into any town they want to and then expect us to clean up their messes. Women whore them-self out for the fun of it, yet all the while the good folks of Sedona have to sit back and watch as Vultures and cretins ruin this land.
Too much ( Read more... )