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[what_the_flux]

[In the City today - such as it is - Doc's usual base of operations has been replaced by a respectable little blacksmith shop. It's authentically Western, and so is Emmett; though his hobbies still lean towards science, engineering, and invention, he's no time traveler today. The DeLorean is nowhere to be found, a stagecoach in its place.]



[Doc is available for any range of services - from anything as basic as shoeing your horse to the more advanced tasks of customizing and upgrading your firearms. If you know enough to ask him for such a service, of course.

You may find him at his shop during business hours, or bump into him as he goes out for a walk around town.]

Comments

[withloadedguns]

Thought you could.

[what_the_flux]

[And he'll reach to take that bag from you if you don't mind, cowboy, making conversation as he does.]

So I take it you're new in town?

[withloadedguns]

[He'll hand it over--nothing valuable or monetary in there. That's all hidden inside his vest.]

You might say that.

[Looking at those rather impressive rifles again...]

[what_the_flux]

[And of course Emmett will take it, examining the buckle critically. He certainly doesn't mind the cowboy looking at the rifles, for what little he notices it. Even as he speaks, he's focused on measuring up the task at hand.]

You passing through or aiming to stay?

[withloadedguns]

Depends on whether it might be...worthwhile to stay.

[Yeah, a smile.]