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[you_run_i_chase]

Now, families of town, please don't think this is any cause for your children to miss school. Remember the best thing for them is not to have idle hands or idle minds.

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lol lol.

[expectremorse]

[He reigns up so that the horse doesn't cause any harm. Well isn't she a pretty one indeed.]

Pardon the horse ma'am. I hope he didn't kick up too much dust.

[you_run_i_chase]

[Miss Parker looked to the man for a moment, and then she graciously inclined her head, in a polite manner.]

It's alright, sir, it's in the manner of he road.

[expectremorse]

All of the dust? [He laughs] You'd think that we out here would be used to it after awhile.

[he hesitates, sitting high on his horse] Perhaps you could tell me where this road goes?

[you_run_i_chase]

Yes, quite. [She smiled again in that polite way before she adjusted her gloves a bit.]

If you follow the road, you'll come to the boarding house, and a bit past that, you'll come to the general store and the saloon.

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[rass_bestie]

[Mind if Allan has a crush?] You'll earn it one day. [It's slightly awkward, as it's his stipulations that's preventing her from getting the cash needed. But he has to look after everyone's interests and the money doesn't come out of nowhere.]

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[you_run_i_chase]

[Crushes are fine! The statement is accepted with a little nod, and Miss Parker looks at it once more before she smiles briefly at him. It's not his fault her gender is one of the things that discriminates against her.]

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[rass_bestie]

[He finds himself nodding back.] Heading home?

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[you_run_i_chase]

I am, yes. I stayed a little later in the school house today, helping Timmy go over his sums.

[Some random child, but one that Mercy was fond of, that much was certain.]

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[most_feared]

[Mr. Cunningham is out and about in town having a look around, mostly to keep an eye out for trouble but his jacket's beginning to look a little threadbare. He's just passing through, this is his first time in town and he won't be around long.

He stops when he notices the woman staring at the house, and then he looks up at it too, wondering what it is there she's staring at. But before he gets too intrusive, he nods politely to her.] Ma'am. [Gives her a quick smile and intend to be on his way.]

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[you_run_i_chase]

[Mercy Parker blinks for a moment when she hears the person speaking to her, and she offers a polite smile and nod to the man as she turned away from what she was looking at.]

Good day, sir.

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[most_feared]

[Realizing he's interrupted a personal moment, he might as well try to make conversation. He pulls off his hat to be polite to the pretty lady.] I'm new around these parts, and I beg your pardon but do you know what places might be rentin' rooms?

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[you_run_i_chase]

Mrs. Pearson runs the boarding house, and she's a good woman. The rooms are clean. [But the food is rather poorly, but Miss Parker doesn't speak ill of her friends.]

You can find her house yonder over that way, at the end of the lane.

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[feels_no_love]

[D was leading his bay stallion back to the stables when he saw her walking. His steel-colored eyes traced over her form and then narrowed slightly, as if in pain. It wouldn't do to go pestering her on the street, in plain daylight.]

[Unfortunately his entirely-too-opinionated horse had long since decided who he liked and didn't in town, and immediately pricked up his ears and started nickering and tugging at his lead.]

Hey! You better mind me-- [He gave the lead a yank and got snapped at for his trouble. The two started struggling a little, D's hat falling off.]

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[you_run_i_chase]

[The sound of the horse bought her attention to him, and she smiled a bit at the fight that was currently ongoing between the man and his horse. Mercy was rather fond of his horse, and she was amused by the fact that it seemed so fond of her.

For a moment she didn't do anything other than walk over and pick up the hat, offering up to the man.]

Yours, I believe, Mr. D.

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[feels_no_love]

[He had to force himself not to smile, to simply receive the hat and nod to her.] Thank you, ma'am, [he replied, plunking it back over his mess of dark hair. Their eyes met and his lingered just a little too long; then he quickly looked at his boot tops.]

Nice day.

[The horse tried to nuzzle her hair and D jerked his reins irritatedly.] C'mon now.

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[you_run_i_chase]

It is a nice day. And you're welcome for the return of your hat.

[Mercy smirked for a moment, and then she reached up and stroked the horse's muzzle, moving her gloved hand slowly over it.]

I think your horse is a bit high strung, today, Mr. D. I expect he could do with a long run.