Not losing a beat Jezebel dismounted her horse smiling at the soldiers, saying, “Well of course, that’s understandable enough. I can tell you everything, though I doubt that Mr. Heart and his friend here will be knowing anything. I hadn’t seen them there. . .” tapping her chin thoughtfully, as if she was really thinking back to the fight. She made her way round the horse tossing the blanket at Hart, and finding herself a seat near the fire, facing the soldiers before continuing, “I mean there’s nothing left you really can do, and I’m not even positive what started the fight, but it was mostly just the local group, the McCartneys, who where experiencing some inner turmoil within the group. They’re most brothers mind you, and I assume it had somethin’ to do with who got what territory and what not; Silly stuff. But any way it was over before it got anyone hurt, but left the saloon in horrible shape. . . .”
She flipped her hair glancing at the two people that she had only just been threatening her self, having an easy time with the story, seeing she hadn’t lied too much, just left a lot of it out. She wasn’t going to get the two men killed just because of a 'no-death' bar fight; Jezebel had just wanted them to come clean up their mess. Her icy eyes shot back to the guy who had been dealing out orders, while adjusting her self on the ground to get comfortable, “You know though, you Union men could come up and help out if you want, I’m sure my father would appreciate it very much. These boys were on their way else were though, I think they had said Santa Fe, so after tonight I can lead you back to town while they continue on where they were going.”
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Alex had been riding strong ever since he had left the saloon, but knew that unless her cousin had stopped for the night, he wasn’t going to catch up with her until she did stop. She had a good couple hours on him, but thankfully had seemed to take the trail that led out. Not wanting to be riding to late himself, the boy stopped and set up camp, where camps seemed to have been before. Worst come to worst, he would catch her in the morning, because Alex knew the dangers of riding at night, and even though her worried for Jezebel, he wasn’t going to risk not coming home at all by riding out into the night.
[{OOC: Sorry about the OOC!}]