Family Business (GM/Evelyn)

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Good. You smoke?"

Mathew asked reaching into his coat for a pair of cigars.

"Evelyn! You're not crippled anymore so don't just stand their gawking. Either go help Sean with whatever he is making since we have company, or tell me what you will do differently next time to make sure you don't lose."

Either way, Mathew would light the first cigar for himself.

[Sir Galahad]

The helmet would dematerialize off of Liam's head returning to its giant size and sitting at the center of his Settlement. He would then take the cigar offered.

"Thank you."

He would say with a grin. M looked bored now though.

[Evelyn Amtrum]

Evelyn stiffened at the tone in her father's voice, looking at them, then to M as she considered just going to cook dinner...which she would probably do anyway. Because now there was company.

"I could have used our surroundings and circumstances more to manipulate the outcome," she offered, looking from them to Liam, then to the village where the barrier had been disabled.

"Or at least the reactions."

[Mathew Amtrum]

He nodded.

"Manipulate their options and anticipate their reactions. Make every move they can make a winning move for yourself."

He motioned his head toward M.

"I'd have just cut her head off to see if that would keep her down."

[Sir Galahad]

Liam would just puff on his Cigar, M would smile at the mention of her head being cut off.

[Zack Asiv]

Sean would exit the house once more, a large smile on his face as he walked over to Evelyn and Mathew with some club sandwiches, a cup of hot cocoa, and a little blue pill for each.

"Eat first, take the pill with the cocoa."

He'd just stand around with his trey with a stupid grin on his face, waiting for them to finish in his apron.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Thank you Sean." He'd say taking his sandwich and goodies.

"We have guests joining us. Mr. Liam and Miss M. If you'd be so kind as to accommodate them as well, no poison and probably no medications either. I believe we are going to discuss business."

He'd motion for them to join them inside.

"Don't mind the mess. Traveling a few hundred miles can sometimes jostle things around a bit."

[Evelyn Amtrum]

Eve nodded at the advice, trying not to think too much on cutting off the other woman's head. It was still a bit much to her, past full tilt. Part of her wondered if it would have.

"Thanks." She takes the food from Sean, but doesn't start in just yet. "Do you need help bringing the rest out?" She's assuming there's more. Plus, it's rude to eat in front of guests.

Only he keeps smiling with that very obvious waiting face, so she starts eating as she heads inside and waits for an answer.

[Zack Asiv]

Sean nods at Mathew's words. He would go with them back inside.

"If you would Evelyn, it seems I must prepare non-poisoned food for the others."

[Sir Galahad]

Liam continued to smoke his cigar, he wasn't concerned about being poisoned. This man would've started off with poison if he really wanted Liam dead. But that didn't seem to be the case. He would simply follow after Mathew in silence. M, however, would rub a finger along the wall and pinch at the dust between her fingers.

"Filthy."

She would say, hoping to instigate another fight.

"M, that's enough, don't be rude. We are guests in here, so I expect you to respect that."

With that said, M would pout but would behave.

[Zack Asiv]

Cleon would see the new guests and get up from his chair, a whiskey glass of Dr. Pepper in hand, and an unlit cigarette in his mouth he was chewing on. He'd nod as he passed by and would find a place outside to sit. Political bullshit wasn't his forte. He was a fighter, and a hitman for RoB, not a talker.

Mitsoumi would see the two and his eyes would narrow before opening wide, his eyes focusing finally with a huge grin.

"Play?"

He'd look expectantly at Mathew.

Barker in the kitchen with Evelyn would begin pan toasting some home made bread.

"Evelyn if you would be so kind, please cut the lettuce into squares and rip the left overs up into the salad bowl. Two lettuce leafs per sandwhich."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"You'll just kill her and break the wall like last time."

He said with a frown.

"But if they are okay with it then you can do it outside."

He'd leave that up to Liam. Otherwise, he'd motion for them or him to take a seat at the table. He'd not wait to see if they joined him.

"I'd say war is coming, but it never left here. So rather I'd say I'm here now and like it is in the south it is in my interest to end the war up here and forge the resilient hordes and tribes that inhabit the Deadlands into a blade to sever the head of the man that is threatening to undo everything that has been accomplished in the last twenty years."

He puffed on his Cigar.

"I'm sure if you have any scouts with more than a handful of guts you have some notion of what the world is like outside of the deadlands."

[Sir Galahad]

M would be practically buzzing with excitement behind Liam, she wanted to play too! But Liam also denied her.

"No, I don't need taking it easy on this one too, I have a good feeling that this guy would kill you. I also don't want you going all out this close to the Settlement."

M would return to pouting and just stand there behind Liam, as he took a seat at the table. He would shrug.

"I've heard a few things here and there."

He would say then take a puff of his Cigar.

"I'm curious how exactly you plan to accomplish ending the 'Never ending war' as we call it here. Much more I'm interested in seeing how you plan to unit the clans that have been feuding since the beginning of this war. So much blood, innocent and otherwise has been spilled, and not one clan is innocent of any crimes. We have all done something unforgivable to each other. Something so bad that we've all pledged blood feuds against each other. How, indeed, do you plan on erasing all of that. Please. Enlighten me."

[Evelyn Amtrum]

Evelyn would lift a hand in greeting at Cleone, taking another bite before washing her hands before helping with the preparations. She'd learned to follow Sean's instructions on food when he gave them; she could count on what they served not being horrible and knew how to make a presentation of her own on the side.

With a thoughtful hum, she starts preparing the lettuce, but she couldn't help but glance at Barker as she shredded the remains for salad.

"How often is that your first reaction to newcomers?" Yeah, she's opening that can of worms. There's only so much of her world being on its head that she can stand at one time.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"You don't erase the sins of the past. War fuels our worst instincts, there is no changing or running from it. We embrace it. I do the same thing I did here. We roll in with our army and we give the choice, join or die."

He'd take a bite out of the sandwich.

"Not everyone will join. We'll have to make examples. And make it clear that the feuds are on hold until the war is over. Afterward, if you all want to have your own private duels to sort it out then have at it. And if you have found common ground having been on the same side. Then that works too. You'd be surprised how a common enemy can become an ally."

He motioned to Barker in the kitchen.

"I killed him and brought him back from Hell." Then to Mitsoumi. "We spent years trying to kill each other during the early years of the war."