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Aedan McCormick

"Care for a game?"

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a character in “The Gold River Runs Red”, as played by almostinsane

Description

Name: Aedan McCormick
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance: Image

Aeden is a slight man, but lean and muscular as only a man who travels out West tends to be. He usually dresses well, but not ostentatiously, and has a Colt Army Model 1860 at his side. Beneath his hat is short, red hair and his skin is tan from the Western sun.

Personality: Aedan tends to have a jovial if somewhat withdrawn personality. He often avoids talking about himself or his past, at least, truthfully. He prefers to spend life with a drink in one hand, a few cards in the other, and a joke springing from his mouth. This is not to say that he is naive or ignorant of the world. He is well aware of its cruelties and sad, beautiful wonders that make the heart constrict in a way that is somehow painful and yet soothing. Aedan has a strong dislike for bullies and those who prey on the weak and is respectful of women, even if he is a notorious flirt. He would never lie to a woman, for example. If it's just fun and games, he will give her no reason to think otherwise and likewise when he is serious. He loves gambling, obviously, particularly at card games, and he is not afraid to cheat when it appears that the odds are against him or there is a particular game that he has to win. To accompany this set of dubious skills, he is quite the talker and is not a bad shot either, though he dislikes violence.

History: Aedan grew up in a family of Irish immigrants in New York City. His family fled the Great Potatoe Famine in Ireland and his father worked hard to provide for his wife and two sons and daughter. Nonetheless, growing up, however much he loved his father, Aedan realized that hard work didn't quite cut it, particularly when you're Irish in a city where you were either a cheap source of labor or foreign scum taking jobs from real Americans. From an early age, he took to gambling and cheating to earn extra money, much to his parents' ire. Often he was caught, yelled at, and he would secretly continue as always a few weeks later. When he was 16, he was caught yet again and it was the last straw. Aedan was told either to clean up his act or leave home. Though loathe to leave his two older brothers and younger sister as well as his parents, Aedan saw no other way. He took his deck of cards and took up traveling, often heading west and doing odds jobs such as mining or working on the railroad. Soon enough, he was in the frontier and Aedan doesn't exactly regret his choices.

Equipment: His Colt Army Model 1860, his clothes, a hat, a deck of cards, a few devices to help him in cheating at a game, and a flash he usually fills with brandy or whiskey.

So begins...

Aedan McCormick's Story

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"You're a cheat!" exclaimed a heavyset man with a hand at his hip and cheeks glowing red. Before him sat a man in his early 20's with an easygoing smile

"Please. You are not the first to suffer through a losing streak. I myself have had my fair share of losses. Come. How about another game?" Aedan asked nonchalantly. He knew he was in no danger. Despite the man's girth and short temper, he was still a store owner. He owned a butcher's shop, if Aedan recalled correctly. The man had more to lose by shooting Aedan than the winnings were worth. A seasoned gambler was not so easily perturbed by an angry opponent.

"But no one wins seven games in the row," the man grumbled. Aedan's smile widened. Just as he thought. It just going to be talk and Aedan was fine with that.

"Oh, some do. It just takes skill and a little luck. These were honest games, see?" he asked, rolling up his sleeves to reveal bare arms, no contraptions or cards to aid him in the game, "I tell you what. Have another couple shots of whiskey. On me."

He waved the bartender over and slipped him a couple of bills and, sure enough, the man took the shots and left the saloon at least partially mollified. Aedan sighed slightly as he left the table, which had accumulated a few too many bottles for his taste, and sat in front of pretty-looking woman.

"You don't need to cheat when you're paying for your opponent's drinks," he told her.

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Viola glanced around the Saloon a bit more, seeing the occasional game that didn't quite appeal to her all that much. A particular game did catch her eye, however. A large man with rosy cheeks and a greasy chin seemed quite irritated. She smirked slightly as the  man in front of him said something that the man didn't seem to like. She recognized the bigger man, he ran the local butcher. 

The man opposite of him called the Lou over and decided gave the larger man a few shots. Lou returned behind the counter, his face not giving anything of what happened away. After the larger man finished he stood, grumbled something, and left the Saloon. Most likely getting back to the shop. As the winner stood, Viola somewhat recognized him. 

She had seen him around before, but thy never quite spoke. A smile played her lips as she glanced back to the counter. Her peripheral vision saw a blur of color move to the side of her. She moved her attention back to him as he said, "You don't need to cheat, when you're paying for your opponent's drinks." An amused breath escaped her lips as she looked at him. Her lips in a curved smile. "One doesn't need cheat at all, if the opponents' are moderate at playing." She commented back. 

She didn't know whether to challenge him to a game, or ask him to buy her a drink. Hell, perhaps she's purposely lose a game for him to buy her a drink. She had a feeling that he was very good at gambling. But, then again, he hadn't played her before. "How 'bout you play someone who know's what there doin?" She asked, moving her dull green eyes to meet his dark ones. This was going to be amusing. 

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"How 'bout you play someone who know's what there doin?"

"Well, who am I to refuse a fair-looking lady such as yourself," Aedan told the woman, smiling slightly as he took in her form. Yes, she was rather attractive and it looked like she didn't put up with any of that "proper" nonsense that was so prevalent in the more "civilized" parts of the country. He began shuffling his pack of cards, careful to show her that there wasn't any foul play involved before handing her the deck.

"So, what shall we play?" he asked in his Irish accent, "I believe I am up for almost anything."