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Post by Quinn Vellesh on Apr 16, 2017 1:06:50 GMT -6
Quinn looked at him with her eyes analyzing and recording both her ship mate with the utmost curious scowl. She tried to see if there was something about him that she just could not grasp. But he was just... Lucky... There should not be a factor for some illogical phenomenon such as luck.
It just did not add up, no matter how her numbers calculated or how her gears turned she only began to over thing and came up with 404 errors. He was quite an phenomenon himself.
"Here is your 200 zenny ya lucky ass piss ant..." She tossed him a rolled up wad of bills. "I've already set our course for Terrac. As well as let them know we are coming and to get the reward ready. Status of message is still pending however, but we have plenty of time as long as she doesn't fuckin' surprise us. Never have I ever thought getting the resistance level that high for one damn midget."
She checked the boards and screens making sure things were in working order and saw the screen where the containment area was being viewed and the small girl was slack and limp moving very little but obviously scared.
"Tell me again how you just fuckin' did it." She'd ask him probably for the third time in the last hour since the exited the Earth's atmosphere.
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Post by Space King on Apr 16, 2017 19:26:24 GMT -6
He made a big show about counting the wad of bills that she handed him. It felt good to win, and it felt doubly good to show off. It just went to show that his way of handling things was the right way, to just go with the flow. The universe was groovy and all about taking care of Sunny D. So why stress about it? Things always worked out in the end.
"It's like I said, I'm just walking down the road looking at her wanted poster. And next thing I know she is walking right past me. That's why I go with the flow baby, no point fighting it."
Pocketing the bills he'd pull out his switchblade style comb, sweeping it through his hair smugly as she got to stew in his victory yet again.
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Post by Quinn Vellesh on Apr 16, 2017 21:31:20 GMT -6
"That is some Bull-shiiiiit!" she exclaimed giving up and opening up her Manga again.
She could rewind his long winded version from before but it seems he was not a liar... he really never does lie. His patterns were consistent and he was a lot of things but not a liar. Honestly she could not have done better if she tried... Quinn is certainly not Lady Luck's type.
She could not even look at him as he was being more pompous than his Pompadour. Detecting movement on the screen it looked like Rhona was trying her best to see how well she can move. "Your catch is one hell of a fighter." Quinn smiled a bit seeing the pressure get to Rhona. "How many bitchin zero's were on her bounty?"
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Post by Space King on Apr 16, 2017 21:42:57 GMT -6
"A cool ten thousand zenny when fees and everything are taken care of. Should be a nice little haul."
Just like their bounty was. He'd lean forward over Quinn to watch as Rhona tried to squirm and deal with her current predicament. She was stubborn, he'd give her that. But in the end she'd still fallen to his charms.
"Yeah... Still, I don't think it will be an issue. We just need to get to Terrac and then she's there problem."
He was confident that the ship would hold until then. This wasn't their first rodeo.
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Post by Quinn Vellesh on Apr 16, 2017 22:31:11 GMT -6
"Fuckin' Jackpot..." She bit her lip and rubbed her hands together before seeing a flash of light dart across the screen. Oh she can move a bit more than she thought. "Bitch is firing Ki!" The tick-tack on the door meant they were not strong blasts but tiny pellets.
Well Starlord was right and she could barely lift a finger to point those Ki blasts it was possibly trying to get someones attention.
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Post by Space King on Apr 16, 2017 22:36:56 GMT -6
He let out a long dramatic sigh. She was caught, didn't she know that? Why couldn't she just behave and face the music. How annoying. And Quinn wasn't exactly jumping up to deal with the problem. Least she could do since he caught the woman.
"Fiiiiiiiine. I'll deal with it."
Shoving his hands into his pockets he'd turn and make his wait toward the containment cell, all the while grumbling under his breath. Kicking at the door he'd try to get her to stop blasting Ki.
"You're only gonna tire yourself out more in there doing that."
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Post by Quinn Vellesh on Apr 16, 2017 22:51:33 GMT -6
Quinn was going to watch and smile, she enjoyed toying with things that were stubborn. The more they struggled the more Quinn brought the pain once upon a time. She itched to take that Finger blasting Ki right off her hand.
She will sit and wait.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 16, 2017 22:57:22 GMT -6
Rhona could barely breath it was like a stack of cars was pressing against her chest and her body was feeling the pressure. Still while her head turned toward the door and a hand shooting Ki it finally got Pompadour's attention.
"I can... take it!" she tried to speak as loud as she could. "Where are.... you taking me?" Each pause was another shallow breath she was forced to take
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Post by Space King on Apr 16, 2017 23:13:51 GMT -6
"Does it matter?"
He'd ask, serious even. He'd lean back and press his back against the door, she could waste her energy if she wanted. It wouldn't change anything about her fate. Well, if you believed in Fate that is. But no matter what you believed in, the past remained the same. And her actions, like those of everyone else would have consequences.
"But if you must know we are taking you in to cash in your bounty. Then I suppose Justice will be served."
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 16, 2017 23:24:42 GMT -6
She gritted her jaw and opened up her palm shooting a bigger blast at the door. It would make a gong of a noise, this one sent her head reeling but she was pissed already.
"I know what I did!" she shouted in one breath. "Who cares... so much... to make a bounty... for it?" She was seeing stars. and slowed her breath to regain what she was sinking into.
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Post by Space King on Apr 16, 2017 23:34:32 GMT -6
"Couldn't tell ya. Maybe he has family. Or friends. Guy was a person."
Whatever kind of person he may have been, he was obviously important to someone. As for her blasts, he thought the best tactic was to ignore them. Best to not encourage her to act out.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 16, 2017 23:43:15 GMT -6
She took a slow and deep breath, this pressure was unlike anything she ever felt. "You are... right..." She would not argue with him. "But the one... I killed... did not think... that when he killed my parents."
Her words were not going to be the best as sweat drenched her body and her hair clung to the side of her face and her breathing was definitely slow.
"I deserve... to be judged... But I have more important... things to handle than this!"
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Post by Space King on Apr 17, 2017 0:13:22 GMT -6
"Oh yeah? What do you have that's more important?"
Not like she was going anywhere, so he was curious what was more pressing than meeting justice.
"Cause it seems to me like right now you're not going anywhere."
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 17, 2017 0:44:17 GMT -6
"An entire town... was destroyed... my home!" She called out to him.
She grew a head ache and the stars came back she was fading in and out. "Damn... it... I will be getting out... You can count on it... take your bounty!... I'll be gone soon after!"
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Post by Space King on Apr 17, 2017 0:51:00 GMT -6
"So he was a bad guy. That doesn't mean you get to kill him. Besides, if you didn't then he'd be the one in that cell right now."
He shrugged. He didn't say she didn't have her reasons for what she did. But he'd been in the business long enough that he'd heard all kinds of sad stories. It didn't change things though. She'd get to plead her case, probably.
"Honestly Babe, if you get away after I collect my bounty then that's not my problem. I'm just here to do a job."
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