BH-1228

The Veteran and the Rookie Three men play cards in a Kestal saloon, Kestal was a back water outpost on the Arid planet of Berine. However buzzing with nigh-time traders, Refinery workers drinking shadowy figures and god knows who and what else. One of the men laughs raising his hand and cup of alcohol his skin was toned beige purple, “I got you that time haha. My shout you Sun rotten sand heads!, Oi bartender get over here hurry up come on!"

The bartender short with four arms quickly pours three cups of green liquid for the oil refinery workers then rushing over to serve the boisterous loud workers laughing in there blue overalls. “Here short fella!” the beige purple skinned man yelled passing him Solarian credits. The Short four armed bartender returns to the bar , “Now what should we toast to gents I say a good harlet after one to many of these bad boys!”, the group all laugh raising there glasses and cheering.

The saloon doors swing open a tension of air suddenly fills the bar , the three Workers at the table look over to see a figure with black Jaga tech armour his face covered with a helmet its Red symmetric contour lines staring at the three blue overalled workers as he walked a few steps further into the bar the mysterious figure stops. Everyone in the room Was quiet the bartender anxiously dried a glass watching. The Cold bounty hunter stops at the table. The three men stand as he gets to there table standing over it. The rude Beige purple skinned refinery worker raises his voice to the Hunter. “The fuck do you want we aint done shit” . “Im looking for a fellow around your height a real piece or work , apparently i can find him here” Garrick Bloodmire says with a calm but Cold voice as if he had done this a million times. The beige purple man looks worried for a second stepping back a touch “right and what name” he says as he grips his wooden chair ready to throw it. Garrick Bloodmire turns his head to the back left of the bar towards a booth in a dark corner. “Im looking for Ryo Vatine” The cold experienced hunter said raising his voice towards the dark back corner. A figure rises stepping out of the booth revealing to the bar his dark grey amour painted with spots of purple paint. The Refinery workers look at each other nervously. The hunter from the darkness steps forward his blaster still holstered. “Ryo vatine this is for the marshland council of Ovia , lets say they didn’t take well to you bailing out” Garrick Blood mire says pulling out a Jaga tech blade , Ryo Vatine drawing his own blade holding it with two hands , “Ill Give you one chance to walk back out those doors” Ryo says underneath his helmet. “Rookies they never learn” Garrick Bloodmire says snickering coldly.

The two armoured mercenaries with large swords clash and begin to trade serious blows sparks flying everywhere. Garrick Bloodmire ducks underneath the blade sweeping out Ryos legs. Ryo falls onto his back quickly raising the blade as Bloodmire brings down his striking with all his force. The two struggle pushing against each other strength , Thud! Ryo kicks Bloodmire back wards giving him room to roll back and jump up staring down Bloodmire . “Your going to have to do better then that pal” Bloodmire says shifting foward. The two begin swinging back and fourth parading through the bar with a flurry of strikes traded. Ryo counter a strike slicing Bloodmires hilt in half. Garrick Blood mire re gathers himself staring down the young gun “not bad Ryo but did you really think i was done” Bloodmire says disgusted pressing a button on his Jaga tech console on his inner fore arm. Two Red ray hand shields appear on Garrick blood mires fore arms as he runs at Ryo. Bloodmire blocks Ryos blows with the Ray hand shields ever so nimble.

Bloodmire sees a opening, he round house kicks Ryos chest sending him back a little then uppercuts the young bounty hunter Ryo lifting into the air smashing into a cement pillar cracking part of it. Ryo goes to reach for his blade which had fallen from his grasp but Bloodmire kicks it away. “You wont be needing that boy” Bloodmire says kneeing Ryo in the face cracking away part of his helmet revealing the young adults pale skin. “You should be grateful Im not being payed to kill you” Bloodmire says quickly lifting Ryo up and slamming him through the table drinks smashing and credits falling as Ryo goes through the table The Workers scrambling away. Ryo Groans as he lays on the ground. Bloodmire walks over to Ryos blade picking it up. “Ah a shadow clan blade dont mind if i do see you around little fish” Bloodmire says connecting the shadow blade to his belt walking towards the exit , he glances over to the the bartender standing there.

In shock, “Any quarrels with the damage talk to the Council of the Ovia marshlands i ain’t no saint” the intimidating figure Garrick Bloodmire says before disappearing back onto the dark busy streets of Kestal.