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Life Goes On Chapter 1: Partners
"There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain,
beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them.
No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no
contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of
consciousness, would mean death."
"Box Seat" from Cane
-Jean Toomer
"What's a pretty thing like you doing in a nasty place like this?" Marco Pulosky leered openly at a beautiful young woman in yellow vinyl hot pants and a matching sleeveless shirt.
The woman boldly met his eye and replied in acid tones, "Did you really just say that?" She pulled a gun from somewhere in the red sweater she wore. It had fallen off her shoulders to pool around her elbows and waist providing in unimpeded view of her considerable cleavage. She smirked at his shocked expression. "That is so cliché."
"Who are you? What do you want?" He backed up a step bumping into the nearby bar counter.
Her smile widened and she daintily pulled a pair of handcuffs out her hidden pockets. "It's not my name that's important. It's my profession." She advanced on him, her facial expression growing feral. "They'd call me a cowboy if I had the right equipment but seeing as how I'm a fragile little girl, I'd call myself a bounty hunter."
Pulosky backed up another step and tripped over an outstretched leg, hitting the floor with a dull thud. A red head wearing black leather that left little to the imagination stood up from the chair she'd been sitting in. She turned to the violet haired, yellow clad woman with the hand cannon. "Bounty hunter?"
The other woman nodded, splitting her attention between her prey and the red-haired woman.
"Hmmm. Me too. My name's Andy. And you are?"
"Faye. You after Pulosky too?"
"Yup." Pulosky began inching toward the door on hands and knees until Andy brought a high-heeled boot down on his hand. He screeched in pain and pulled away, newly aware of how well he was being observed.
"Well.I'm afraid he's mine now seeing as how I have the gun." Faye's smile had long since faded to a cold mask, void of all emotion.
"I have a better idea. How about we split the bounty? Fifty, fifty. Saves on time and eliminates the need for a nasty catfight." Andy grinned showing her canines in a primal gesture of dominance.
Faye grinned back. "What makes you think you can take me?"
Andy shrugged slightly. Pulosky surreptiously reached for a gun in his boot. Andy flicked her wrist and a three-inch long blade found its way into their bounty head's hand. She never took her eyes from Faye's face.
Faye laughed. "Forget I asked."
"Is it a deal then?"
Faye tossed her the handcuffs. "It's a deal."
****
Two women exited the police station side by side. "Well, Faye, it was nice meeting you but I think I'll be on my way. Bounties to catch." Andy winked and turned to walk away.
"Hey, wait!" Faye grabbed the other woman's arm. "How about continuing this? We work together so well."
Andy scrunched her nose thinking. "I don't know. I don't usually work with a partner."
"Oh, come on. It was your idea."
Andy grinned. "Yeah, I guess it was." She paused before nodding. "Ok. Let's do it."
tbc (please, please, please review)
Life Goes On Chapter 1: Partners
"There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain,
beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them.
No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no
contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of
consciousness, would mean death."
"Box Seat" from Cane
-Jean Toomer
"What's a pretty thing like you doing in a nasty place like this?" Marco Pulosky leered openly at a beautiful young woman in yellow vinyl hot pants and a matching sleeveless shirt.
The woman boldly met his eye and replied in acid tones, "Did you really just say that?" She pulled a gun from somewhere in the red sweater she wore. It had fallen off her shoulders to pool around her elbows and waist providing in unimpeded view of her considerable cleavage. She smirked at his shocked expression. "That is so cliché."
"Who are you? What do you want?" He backed up a step bumping into the nearby bar counter.
Her smile widened and she daintily pulled a pair of handcuffs out her hidden pockets. "It's not my name that's important. It's my profession." She advanced on him, her facial expression growing feral. "They'd call me a cowboy if I had the right equipment but seeing as how I'm a fragile little girl, I'd call myself a bounty hunter."
Pulosky backed up another step and tripped over an outstretched leg, hitting the floor with a dull thud. A red head wearing black leather that left little to the imagination stood up from the chair she'd been sitting in. She turned to the violet haired, yellow clad woman with the hand cannon. "Bounty hunter?"
The other woman nodded, splitting her attention between her prey and the red-haired woman.
"Hmmm. Me too. My name's Andy. And you are?"
"Faye. You after Pulosky too?"
"Yup." Pulosky began inching toward the door on hands and knees until Andy brought a high-heeled boot down on his hand. He screeched in pain and pulled away, newly aware of how well he was being observed.
"Well.I'm afraid he's mine now seeing as how I have the gun." Faye's smile had long since faded to a cold mask, void of all emotion.
"I have a better idea. How about we split the bounty? Fifty, fifty. Saves on time and eliminates the need for a nasty catfight." Andy grinned showing her canines in a primal gesture of dominance.
Faye grinned back. "What makes you think you can take me?"
Andy shrugged slightly. Pulosky surreptiously reached for a gun in his boot. Andy flicked her wrist and a three-inch long blade found its way into their bounty head's hand. She never took her eyes from Faye's face.
Faye laughed. "Forget I asked."
"Is it a deal then?"
Faye tossed her the handcuffs. "It's a deal."
****
Two women exited the police station side by side. "Well, Faye, it was nice meeting you but I think I'll be on my way. Bounties to catch." Andy winked and turned to walk away.
"Hey, wait!" Faye grabbed the other woman's arm. "How about continuing this? We work together so well."
Andy scrunched her nose thinking. "I don't know. I don't usually work with a partner."
"Oh, come on. It was your idea."
Andy grinned. "Yeah, I guess it was." She paused before nodding. "Ok. Let's do it."
tbc (please, please, please review)