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Eloi waits to exit out of the train car last, before leaving he give a short bow to their host. It has been a pleasure Dr. 'Ellstromm. Ah don't know about my comrades but ah would not be averse to making some extra spendin' money on dis trip. As Eloi makes his way out of the car he thinks to himself, If dis guy turns out anyting like de last rail guy I met ah am taking to di hills as soon as possible. Ah am done wit zombies.
Sorry there was nothing happening for a while so I forgot to check my b
Eloi takes a moment to look around the new area as its lit up and decides that his earlier thoughts were probably on the money. Huh, so dis be were dat damn Hellstromme gone went poof to. An under ground railroad, amazing, my guess be dat old Hellstromme was taking de rail wars more seriously den anyone gave 'im credit for. Seeing the the men lined up with weapons at the ready Eloi's first response was to of course move behind Leon, however after hearing the other man he decided to risk talking. Finally someone whose number one way to deal wit people isn't "shoot everyting". Ello der, we're very sorry for interrupting but a train we were on above 'ere 'ad a bit of an accident, and well blew up. as we were walking along de line we saw a hole leading down to dis here tunnel an decided it be a bit less nippy down here. hehe didn't mean to scare anyone do' my apologies.
Eloi shifts his staff so that he is simply using it as a walking stick. Sh¡t, what di we just walk in on? Wasatch, dat's de rail line dat went poof a while back. Damn I swear ah read about den some where. An what de sam hell is de rest oh dis?
Eloi flinches a little as Drake lights the lantern. Are you sure tat's a good idea mon'ami, now we be glowin' like de moon at midnight. Dat plus de fact dat dis ol ting be given off some creepy ass juju, I just don't tink we should be maken' dis any easier for de baddies. Not to mention dat in ol de horror books its de pretty one dat gets got first. Eloi puts away his cards, draws his staff and then positions himself squarely in the center of the people that look like they'd be good in a fight. (Drake, Veronica, Leon)
Eloi pokes around the edge of the hole for a few seconds to make sure that the stones are secure and then starts making his way down. oh dis look like it mus' ave an interesting story behind it I wonder where it leads? Come on mon'amies wherever dis tunnel be leadin it must be warmer den out 'ere am I right.
Eloi turns and grabs the dynamite that Drake tossed to/at him. Oi! Mon'ami dis aint somtin you just toss around like a beads on Mardi Gras. More to himself. Well dere aint no hex bag in my gear, which means dat someone else in dis party probably be cursed. Great. Eloi lets out a sigh of the damned and starts to repack his bag. He shouts back to the newly named Drake. Ah be packed up an ready to roll in two shakes.
Eloi walks over to where his bag and staff were deposited after his roll and after retrieving his gear promptly begins emptying everything on the ground by a larger outcropping. You may see a large assortment of items, ranging from sticks of dynamite to a tube of lipstick, fall out of his bag and his coat as he empties that out as well, methodically checking every pocket as he mules to himself in aggravation. dere be no way meh luck is dis bad is gotta be de work o' some kinda black juju, at dis rate it's jus gonna take meh even longer to get ta California. Ah swear I'm comin for ya cher, I'm comin. After he stops mumbling to himself Eloi starts humming a slow tune with an easy that suggest that he does so quite often.
Sh!t, Eloi was not meant for dis kinda ting! Luckily, I always have an Ace up mah sleeve, or in dis case, two. Eloi starts running for cover by his fellow riders as he seems to throw two cards from the deck he's holding before diving behind cover.
Apache 1
Apache 2
Eloi finally comes to a fair bit away from the wreck after having rolled a fair bit and finally stopped after hitting a rock. Aw man dis is not mah, day aft dis I am defiantly checking meh bag for ah hex bag. As Eloi sits up he grabs another pack of cards from his coat and looks around to see exactly whats happening.
I'm afraid I must agree wit te good lady Leon. I may not look it but Eloi here can hold is own. Well so much for da pleasant ride, ah swear dere must be sometin out to make mah life run dis way. dares no way I have dis much bad juju on me. Eloi casually positions himself facing the back door as well while leisurely leaning on his staff, but the only thing in his hand is his deck of cards.
Eloi glances around the now heavily armored car and chuckles. Looks like we gettin a show wit dis game gentlemen. from lookin at you I guess o'l Eloi's not gonna need to do much eh? Eloi simply continues to shuffle out cards for the next hand.
Not bad mon'ami. An I don't suppose I can convince you fellas to share a story or two
Eloi gives a small sigh and flips his cards on to the table. Well you got me mon'ami, pair o' tens.
Eloi looked up at the newest edition to the growing number around the table and could think of only one thing. Trouble trouble trouble. But the only reaction he gave was a welcoming one. A course mon'ami, like ah said any man be welcome to play, especially in ah friendly game like tis one. Now dat we all sedled ow bout we get tis game started. Eloi continues dealing out the first few cards with a well practiced hand as he continues to talk. It accurs t me dat while I have filled in a bit as to mah reasonin for headin to California ah haven't returned da question to you yet mon'ami. Eloi looks back over to Leon.
Eloi glances over at the man who spoke and notices his defensiveness. No need ta get all defensive mon'ami I just be playan' a hand a poker. If you be talkin about te tird hand, it be an old abit a mine, an invitation if you will, to any man who wan to play. Any man who have a pair a cards in 'is hand as a fair an equal chance ta win de pot, tats ta great ting about gamblin.
Tch so much for dat take, don't wanna get called out on dis train. Me best hope now i' to make enough at de next town to be able to continue south.
The young man sitting at the booth does a quick scan of his first potential mark of the trip. Hm, older; survivor, casual handeling a dat gun, dis man be a fighter more like den not, dat a mighty shiny piece on 'is neck, doe dat bible mean trouble. Max safe take be about twenty dollars, train, no fast exits fifteen. The man stands and bows with a small flourish. Eloi Baptiste Desormeaux, an yes in fact I was born an raised on dis game. Would you care to help me alleviate de boredom o' dis long ride.
Looking around you may see a man sitting in the back booth of the train car, the man is wearing a fancy looking dark red shirt, dark leather vest, slacks, a light duster, and standard Stetson. The man has a mixed complexion that strongly suggests that he is of mixed black and white decent, shoulder length mildly curled dark brown hair, and sharp eyes.
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