Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Shiori watched a large, armor-clad feminine-looking figure stride into the strip club, the figure looking like it was moving with purpose. As a bounty hunter herself, the asian knew right away that this armored female was another bounty hunter. A certain purpose in each step and the gleam of well-cared for, professionally-made gear told the whole story. Someone was about to snag her bounty. The dark-haired beauty swore under her breath and patched herself in to the audio feed of the seedy club. ...enough that my employer wants you dead or alive, was what she heard. Shiori cursed again. Damn company dog! No wonder this armored woman had just strode in she'd probably been fed information from her employer. It was the benefit of working for a company. You got info, gear maintenance, and a fast information pipeline on new bounties as well as someone to handle the red tape and paper work. Shiori was freelance. None of those fringe benefits, but she got a full cut of anything she brought in. She was beholden to no one. Fat lot of good that was doing her now, though. Against her better judgement and mostly on impulse, she pushed away from the wall and barged her way inside the club. Some booze-scented letch pulled away from the bar as she walked in and he was fashioning the beginnings of a terrible come-on but she paid him no mind and instead just pressed her right hand flat against his chest for a second. A quick but powerful electric discharge left the fingertips of her glove smoking and his t-shirt with corresponding holes as he yelped and fell to the floor, twitching. Shiori threw her hood back and reached into her cloak, pulling her sidearm free. It was a Ceska Black Scorpion, a pistol used as standard for bounty hunters and thugs alike. It was nothing special, but it was reliable, packed enough of a punch to knock a man down, and had a satisfyingly large twenty six round clip. She raised it and aimed it square at Teddy Bomber. The man now looked even more distressed than he was previously. Hey! she said, talking not to the bounty head but instead the armored woman. She had to tilt her head up to look at the larger female. This one is mine! Don't you corporate dogs have bigger fish to fry? Leave this guy to the freelancers! I've been stalking this piece of drek for a week! Around this time, however, the crowd started to stir. Men were hearing the commotion and seeing Theodore struggle and they were getting up from their chairs. Weapons were slowly being drawn. Theodore choked out a laugh against his restraints and said, Did you two whores really think I'd come here alone? Fight over my bounty in hell! He waved to his men and the gunfire started. They opened fire on the two women, though most of their shots were directed at Shiori for fear of hitting their boss who was bound up close to Natalie. Shiori cursed under her breath and kicked over Theo's table so she could crouch behind it. Once under cover, she reached back into her rigging and pulled out a flat black rectangle out. She set it on the ground and it quickly unfolded into something much bigger and more menacing-looking. A trio of front lights flipped open, small horizontal turbines popped out of the sides, and flat parts lifted up to become stabilizers and fins. The small drone quickly whirred to life and took to the air and as it did, Natalie would be able to recognize that it was armed with two gun barrels on the underbelly. Shiori's commlink winked to life and displayed a screen of what the drone was seeing. The Ares Guardian-9 drone she affectionately called it 'Gladius' soared quickly upwards, whirled to face Theodore's men and opened fire with the underslung machinegun barrels. This is all your fault you know! shouted Shiori at Natalie over the din.