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Jack Twist posts in Tombstone

Things soon settled down after the momentary tension, postures relaxed and the game of cards continued. Jack, to his credit, stayed afloat for a good few hands, but predictably, it wasn't long before they'd cleaned him out of every penny he'd earned that day. He couldn't disguise the look of concern that crossed his face as Frank scooped the pot towards himself.

"Guess you're all out boy." he said with a wicked grin, "Unless you got anythin' else to ante up?"

"Sorry fellas." Jack sighed "I'm stoney broke."

"Shouldn't play what you can't afford to lose son." said Bill, who was the most level headed of the four.

Pete grunted dispassionately as he gathered up the playing cards. "He's man enough to play the game an' pay his dues Bill, don't get soft."

Bill ignored him, passing a hip flask over to Jack. "Listen son, Pete don't mean nothin' by what he said, he runs his mouth off more than most." he grinned "You played a good game for a youngster twixt grass an' hay like y'are."

"Ah 'ppreciate the sentiment sir, but I ain't a child." Jack retorted somewhat hotly "The cards din' go my way is all, maybe next time."

"Next time?" Pete snorted derisively.

"You got a wife son?" Bill asked. "She's gonna need your money."

"Ah leave it Bill," Ike protested "If the kid wants to bring us his next pay packet then let him."

"Ah'm not a kid." Jack insisted, a little irate. Ike smirked in the corner of his mouth to see his intentional jibe had hit home.

"An' I don't have a wife." Jack added, to Bill.

"Y'see!" Pete declared, "Just a free roaming son'v'a'bitch ain't ya? Do as yuh please an' that's got my vote boy."

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