<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1171.photobucket.com/albums/r554/onilobo1/Marcus_zps2f02e61d.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Marcus "Ghost" Walker<br/><strong>Date:</strong><br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>June 17th, 1874 (2 years before start date IC)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Casino Morongo<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Clean Clothes, (http://i1171.photobucket.com/albums/r554/onilobo1/Marcus2_zps8073be05.jpg) Recently bathed and facial hair trimmed.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Virginia 'Ginny' Mary Lou Whateley<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Marcus was more interested in his bottle then the cards to be honest. At one point the expert tracker rolled up a cigarette and partook in one of his other vices in between games. He was careful not to blow smoke into the lady's face, which was starting to irritate the poker player to his left. He didn't chase big pots and he hardly played any hands, his losses were kept at a minimum.<br/><br/>When the young woman agreed to do him a favor he simply nodded and reached into his back pocket for an envelope.<strong>"This here is all the information and money."</strong>He said as he passed it to her while someone else shuffled and dealt the cards. Marcus immediately folded the hand, not even betting the pair of aces he had been given. The final drag of his tobacco was taken along with the last gulp of the bottle.<strong>"I will be back in a week or two, I will see you then."</strong>Marcus said as her stood, taking that one gold coin Ginny had given him as a trophy. The trophy had been costly and he had still managed to lose a couple dollars to her, but this was the coin she vowed to win back.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you kindly Ms. Whateley."</strong>Marcus excused himself, placed his hat on his head and tipped it before walking out of the casino.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>-end (this scene)-</em></div>