Thread: The Bounty (Ruby Soho & DeviantAngel)

Five thousand credits. That's how much Theodore Teddy Bomber Ruxpin was worth. An anarchist and explosives expert, he had been responsible for a number of attacks on government buildings and corporations. All in the name of whatever twisted message he had been spouting. It was mostly nonsense yelling about 'throwing off the chains of oppression' and 'freedom of the people' and other such re-phrasings of anger at authority. All things considered he was actually not that dangerous by himself. He did, however, have a small following of like-minded thugs and anarchists that sided with his muddled message of destruction and rebellion. It was a bounty that Shiori knew she could easily handle and make a quick bundle of creds with. She had been following the guy for a while now and even though he managed to evade authorities each time he had cut it close on a few occasions and those close calls were what she used to pick up his trail. Shiori eventually traced Theodore back to Earth, which had long since become more or less a global slum. Ravaged by pollution, overpopulation and crippled by lawlessness and a lack of formal government, the homeworld of humanity had become a place where only the poor and criminally inclined called home. If a slum could have slums The Four Roses sat square in the middle of it. The place was a strip club and a dive bar that had to start building underground because the facade was routinely destroyed by drunkards, gangs, and gunfights. Shiori hadn't even felt comfortable leaving her ship nearby and had decided to land in a courtyard some two blocks away. She was also rather curvy and appealing in shape - especially given the clingy black bodysuit she wore - so she had opted to cover herself with a black cloak and hood. Not that she was afraid of showing off. She just didn't feel like fending off the advances of every sentient being on her walk to the club. Shiori could handle herself well enough but she was no muscle-bound beauty or deadly close combatant. Her forte was more in the realm of technology and the manipulation of electronics. The cyberware she had discreetly installed in her body allowed her to interface with systems from quite some distance away. Shiroi had neither the desire nor the need to enter The Four Roses and it was thanks to her implants that such a thing was possible. She posted up across the street and leaned back against the building opposite. The beautiful asian lifted her left arm and reached into her cloak, pulling out her commlink from where she'd tucked it into her suit rigging. The commlink was an all-in-one connection to the wireless matrix, communications device, and systems interface. She'd spent most of her credits on this one, a Renraku Sensei, since it was so integral to the way she did her job. It was leaps and bounds above the average model but not nearly the top of the line. Some day, though, she'd be laying her hands on a Farlight Caliban. For now it was far out of her price range. Maybe if I had a partner I could tackle some bounty heads with a bigger price tag, she thought to herself, fingers tapping at the keypad with practiced grace and speed. She pulled up The Four Roses, found it's network hub and cracked it open in seconds. The screen on her commlink brightened, casting a faint light on her porcelain skin and soft lips. She scrolled through the security systems and eventually found the bounty on one of the cameras. He was sitting at a table, looking buzzed and relaxed. All she had to do was wait for him to walk out for the night and she could spring a little trap on him. Easy peasy. This bounty would be cake.