Thread: Tombstone Endures(tidal station ~ Daddeo)

To say the trip to Tombstone was a pleasant one would be a complete lie if you had to ask Mr. Murphy at this moment in time. What with the delayed train, the stage coach robbery, and a fresh lip that was now cracked due to the butt end of a pistol, it seemed that today was just not Allen Murphy's day. Even as he dismounted from his horse, in the middle of Tombstone with all it's budding glory, there was nothing more then a sour pit in his stomach. He had started this little endeavor with the hopes of moving out here and establishing some sort of trade. Be it a saloon, a cattle ranch, hell even blacksmithing, the profession wasn't the focus as it was more the fresh start, a way to escape things that Allen wished to never revisit. But how could he start a business when he money was taken from him, robbed at gun point by ten or so bandits. Truth be told he only had enough money now for a few weeks worth of renting out a hotel room... Or one night at a saloon. And after such a long day, would it be crazy not to indulge in some sort of goodness? Having come into town at eleven p.m. hadn't exactly granted him a warm welcome, anyone that did pay any heed to him were either drug or high, stumbling along their way. It was here that Allen was going to start a new, hopefully. Just like any other gentleman Allen supported his fair share of boots, spinning metal spurs following his every step that seemed to get him closer and closer to the saloon and further and further away from the simple hotel. A pair of rough looking pants showed his days worth of travel on horse back, dirt going up his legs. What six shooters he had were neatly tucked away inside of his jacket, covered in the same light dirt as his pants. Upon his head was the usual means for sun protection, a nice big hat with a brim to keep the sun's rays from blinding his eyes. Of course now it was nothing more then dome ornament seeing how the sun was down. Other then his clothing the only other outstanding feature was his mustache, a rich brownish blonde to match the slick backed brownish blonde hair that showed up on the back of his head and faintly down his neck. Truth be told he looked like any other gentleman or cowboy who wasn't in chaps or cattle driving gear. His boots had brought him right through the saloon doors, a look of utter relief on his face now that he was in the company of beautiful women. Let me get a room, a bottle of whiskey, and two ladies for the night. Allen stated, pulling out what money was left to his name. The bartender and owner quickly snatching up the money before Allen was whisked away. This probably wasn't the smartest move to make, but it was definitely the move he was making now. Up in his room a small basin of water and a towel was provided for him, just to freshen up a little. Allen removing his hat before quickly splashing his face with the water, grabbing the towel to scrub away the dirt that he definitely had felt cake into his pores. His fingers were the next thing to shower with attention, getting underneath to get the dirt from them. Even if he had purchased company for the night, he wasn't going to force a lady to entertain a slob after all. His mind was definitely on the ladies, the two he would be spending some much needed time with. How could anyone think of food tomorrow, where he was going to sleep for the next week? Oh no, right now all Allen could care about was the two women that would be bringing up his whiskey. As he finished cleaning himself up a little he would turn to see the mirror that was in this room, looking at himself with those dark green eyes of his. Smiling his white teeth would show, anyone educated could link such hygiene showed an amount of education and grooming that many cowboys and western studs didn't acquire. But this was starting to be a norm as more and more people started to head west in search of riches. So what riches would Allen find tonight? Well if he knew what was to follow... Maybe he would chosen that hotel room across the way.