"Reprobates, all of 'em,"<br/><br/>Apryl could have cared less about the whole kitten kaboodle, she simply walked to the back where the coats were hung and picked her long red trench coat off the hook. Her arms slipped into the sleeves one at a time. First the left hand, then she tossed her gun to the left and put in her right. A small amount of gold sickness was occupying her mind, as she felt every low life here was after the golden gun she just nabbed from the wealthy fool who was lucky to be still alive and have one gold gun to still show for it. Not that she wanted to be greedy and try for the other. There would simply be no getting away with it, no how.<br/><br/>Since the real deal had shoot the thieves who went after her, everyone seemed to consider her under some divine protection now. Not one person tried to stop her, aimed a gun, or even tried to get anywhere near her as she walked toward the door with her gun circling around her index finger. No one even knew she was actually a pretty good shot, it was all thanks to the real deal. An easy pickings and she'd only have to say twenty long prayers to get her forgiveness for stealing. Killing all those boys, if she could without injury, would have been two days of prayers, so actually, she sort of owed the real deal in more ways than one. To bad he'd helped her for free, besides, she already thanked him in a way.<br/><br/>By the time she was at the door he was rolling around the floor with the scantily clad drifter in the black duster. Since she was at the door, she looked back one last time out of mild interest, then threw a look at the gunman who had cleaned up the corpse.<br/><br/>"Funny how the big breasted ones can never show any self control," she said with a half cocked smile, and turned to go out the door.<br/><br/>Then someone yelled they were taking bets. Apryl's eye cocked as she turned back around, trying to resist....... no.... not the time for this.... damn. Apryl jumped on a table.<br/><br/>"All the money I got on the real deal, every last copper piece, and I'll throw the gold gun in for anyone willing to value it fairly! Anyone try to shoot me and yer deal with my good friend, the real deal!" she yelled. "Come on, you can do it guy, if you don't win you owe me big, I gotta lot of money ridin' on ya!"<br/>