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*Once Brian bolts, lets him go watching for a moment. Pushes Alex's butt outta the way with the door then drags him into the cell and with a tool from my pocket locks him back up.
Pockets my gun and exits the booking room, but goes the opposite way down the hall way. Climbs out the window at the end of the hall, hits the ground running. Runs to my horse who stands loyally waiting in the dark at the rear of the garage. Mounts up and rides away into the darkness.*
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Oh... I mind. *Lunges forward and reaches through the bars and wacks Alex over the head with the handle of the pistol rendering Alex unconscious. Throws myself against the cell door with all my might, slamming against Brian with every muscle in my body.*
(All 225 pounds of me.)
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Ya willing to take that chance Alex? Im a pretty damn good shot, but hell dont take my word for it. *Cocks the gun pointed at Brian.*
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*Rolls over and gets up wipping the pie off my face quickly, digs for my tools, but comes out with something else. A .45 Colt pistol, raises it and getting to my feet, stays back a couple feet from the closed bars, out of reach-in reach.*
Ive got 6 shots Brian, ya best let me out.
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*Grabs the side of the cell holding on with a death grip. Kicks out at Alex, aiming for his groin and gut.* HELL NO!!! *Holds on fiercely to the outta side of the cell bars, lets go for just a brief second to yank the cell door against Alex.*
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Yeah... and on that enchanted evenin when you aint too busy... you can come and get your title. WITHOUT your blonde cur' dog. *Backs away.*
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Then he shoulda' stolen your title... not me, since hes ranked so high. I dont see him standing here crazy enough to let ya'll out. *Backs away a couple more steps.*
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I didnt break it, I just messed it up. *Watches intent on both Alex and Brian.*
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*Meets Brians eyes directly, backs up a couple steps.* Hes not part of this, he cleared out. I dont want him part this, it aint his battle, you wanna fight him its on your own somewheres else.
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Go ahead then, try and kick my ass when you get out. *Jams the tool into the lock hard and turns it sharp. The lock creeks and clicks releasing, grabs the cell door and eases it open. Tucks my tools away and narrows my eyes sharply.*
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*Shrugs.* I know what its like being locking in there and Ive heard just about enough about ya'll wanting to kick my ass. *Gets a couple tools outta my pocket and goes to work on the cell lock.*
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How would ya like to come on out and play? *Narrows eyes and smirks.*
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*Watches the deputy leave the jail from the dark corner of the outside of the building. Bites my lip moving the tools around in my pocket. Moves around the building to carefully peer in the window to see the two still locked up tight.
Looks around makin sure all seems pretty clear, jogs up the steps and heads on into the court house. Enters the booking room with a curled grin.* Enjoying the concrete and iron bars yet Brian? Alex?
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*Puts my finger to my lips.* Shhh... c'mon, lets go someplace we can talk. *Smirks.*
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*Stands outside the courthouse by the door smoking a cig and waiting for my brother Garrett puffing away at my cig impatiently. Tucked away under a pitch black stetson and cloaked in a warm sheepskin jacket.*
C'mon Garrett... anytime now. *Mumbles, whispering to myself.*
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*Jumps back when Brian lunges like lightening, narrows my mismtached eyes.*
Im not afraid of either of you! You know where to find me.*Growls.* Im sure MaryAnne will be setting your bail soon enough.
*Clears out, leavin the jail as to not poor more fuel on the fire.*
~Chet
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Thank you! Thank you MaryAnne. It is a great honor and I will not screw it up, and you have releaved me of the threat of Alex. Thank you... thank you.
*Approaches the bars but stays out of reach.* I know how painful this must be Brian... but after all these years... you have no idea what this short time means to me. I will not discrace the name, I promise you I will not dishonor the title. No one can stand in your shoes Brian and I dont aim to be you nor' would I ever be. You should know better that many years ago I learned theres only one Brian Coltrane. *Smiles.*
~Chet
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*Low Chuckle* Thats funny, Ive been called a freight train, might as well be part of the train wreck.
~Chet
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Dont buy into it MaryAnne! It wouldnt hurt Brian or Alex to let me have just a few days or a week with such a title. I believe I could handle it, I have no doubts that I could. They just dont like that Im a real "bad" instead of a finessy bad, but I have class too. I have pride and respect!
C'mon, give me a try? Please? I can hold my own against the likes of Alex and his side kicks. I been around long enough to know the ropes, I know I make mistakes from time to time, but Im not a greenhorn anymore.
I would be so greatful if I could just stand in those shoes for a short time, I cant even explain what it would mean to me. I dont care who I have to stand against, I'd die happy knowing I held that responsibility.
~Chet
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Hey, MaryAnne *Smiles*
Since Brians gonna be in jail for a while I'd like to help out...
Could I be 'acting' "Lord of the Outlaws" until he gets out? Its big shoes but someones got to fill em'.
Please?
*Smirks*
~Chet
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*Wanders into the booking room and smirks seeing my ol' black clad buddy behind bars.* Well now... just looky whos behind bars. What a site, sures been awahile since ya tasted chipped beef Brian.
*Leans on the bars still smirking and just generally gawking.*
~Chet
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(This post is a joint effort by BL Davenport and Chet Duke.)
Chet paused looking over his shoulder as he heard someone yell his name, tugging Amanda to a stop gently as he saw BL coming towards them. A smile dawn his face softly, he had heard his friends name drawn by the Sheriff.
"Congrats BL! I half figured ol’ Rosco would take the winning for himself and draw his own name." Chet laughed.
BL chuckled "It wouldn't have surprised me if he had, say how would you and Amanda like to be my guest for the night?"
The young Duke boys brow raised in plesant suprise. "We would love to! That would be really awesome, I can't remember the last time Amanda and I had a nice time out together. I think it was our honeymoon the last time we stayed in a hotel."
BL smiled at her friends "excellent!" It did not surprise her that they had not been in a hotel in so long, that was the case for many in Hazzard because they simply could not afford the luxery even of a cheaper hotel. "You are over due then and what a better way than a free night" the blonde woman grinned, "still blows my mind that not only is Rosco not charging for the room but he's waiving all the costs including room service."
"Now that is surprising! By all means I will be testing the new room service, see just how good they really are." Chet smirked playfully, he was a well known trickster and a typical Duke of trouble. His smirk turned on his wife and he squeezed her hand. "We'll get on home and get some duds packed for a few nights and meet ya back here in about an hour?"
Laughing BL shook her head just imagining the torment Chet would heap upon the employees of the hotel, "an hour sounds good , I need to go home and get a few things too." Her eyes sparkled amused at his playful smirk, having grown up with the Duke's she was no stranger to the trouble they could cause, she had been a partner in crime to some of that trouble more than a few times herself.
Chet and Amanda waved as they parted from BL, getting into there black Chevy truck and heading for there ranch. They looked forward to a rest from there everyday lives on the ranch, it would be rather pleasant to soak in a hot tub of bubbles and sleep in past the crack of dawn.
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MaryAnne and Meadow,
Go ahead and leave what I wrote on the Round Robin. But dont think for a moment that I dont care, or didnt mean my apology sincerely. Im working with and helping DaisyxEnos with her writing and hope to do the same for Elly May. This is how I will make things right and improve the Round Robin board.
I know I went about making a point in the wrong manner, but it goes deeper then making fun of these youngsters. Im not as stupid as ya'll might think, even if I approach things like a freight train. I had a reason for "making fun" like I did, but ya'll dont see it that way. I wrote those jumbled messes so that the young writers could see what we see when we read what they write. So that THEY could try to make sense of something for a change, so that THEY could feel OUR frustration. Im not perfect and I will never claim to be.
But that dont matter, Ive all but begged them to let me help them learn, now I WILL help them improve if its the last thing I do.
~Chet
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I greatly regret this incident and I hope to make it up to ya'll. Elly May, I have spoken to DaisyXEnos and we have made arrangements to work together. I want to help improve her writing skills, and if you will let me I wish to help you too.
Contact me, let me help, you'd be surprised what a some good general directing can do. Lets make a better furture for Hazzard, all around.
(Yeah I know that includes me makin some improvements... but Hazzard doesnt have a psychologist, a psychiatrist, anger management or a mental health hospital, so theres little help for me. But by all means if theres a doctor in the house who wishes to examine my head, I'll take my hat off to ya. *Tips my Stetson.*)
~Chet
Arrest Brian Coltrane!
in Hazzard County Jail
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*Hears the roar of the mighty Chevy engine on my back trail and although I know it could be deadly for my horse and I, veers into a heavily wooded forest. Jumping a ditch and galloping hard into the dense thicket.*
(G'nyte, will continue tomarrow. Perhaps on a different board? )