Starting the Hunt

Kursed headed to her shower to clean herself off from the hunt. "Why did they have to hire me when he was in his mansion hidden in Fedin's forests, and had to make me find the place myself as well? At least they paid 1,000 bonus credits for it." She quickly showered and dried herself. She got into some clean clothes, a purple tank top and brown shorts. She headed back into the main area. The condo was three rooms basically, two bedrooms with personal bathrooms and one main room with a kitchen and living room area.

The place was clean again, but the lights were dim. Kursed always kept it dim, she hated the bright lights and being on a planet where the sun broke through the clouds a few times a year, it was easy to keep it that way. Dazen was on his computer looking up more bounties for Kursed, which was easy with the very weak laws in place that practically anybody could find a bounty, though made things a bit difficult to find one that would send one into retirement if they so chose to. Kursed simply walked to the kitchen to grab dinner. She opened the fridge to find mainly soda and alcohol. 'Why does he never get any real food?' she thought to herself. Dazen basically ran off junk food and beer with the occasional real meal. It was a wonder how he stayed skinny like he was. Kursed dug through the fridge till she found some fowl meat, what could be described chicken. It was still raw so she had to microwave it. Kursed grabbed the meat and snagged a plate and threw the meat into the microwave. She went back to the fridge for anything else. "Any worth while bounties you can find?" Kursed asked.

"Well, there's a five men gang for 5,000."
"Too much for a simple gang, probably a trap, what else?"
"A drug cartel lord for 65,000."
"Not good enough, 80,000 is my minimum for drug lords. You know how they go all out with the security. Anything else?"
"Well, everything else would be a waste of time by your standards. Kursed, why not we take a break?" Dazen said. Kursed grabbed a soda out of the fridge. She sipped it and walked over to Dazen.

"And what would I do during this 'break'? This is Kew you dumbass!" She slapped the lizard across the face, knocking him off his chair. "Not Corneria! There is no resort! The money we earn goes straight to the bribes, your programs off the black market for missions, and food! In fact if anything we are barely breaking even!"

"Um… actually…" Daven started but hesitated to continue. Kursed stared down the lizard.

"If you say we are losing credits, I will sell you off on the slave market."

"Not really, it's actually more of the opposite. We have a few… million… credits… in my frozen bank account."

"Are you telling me that we are making a larger profit than what you told me!"

"Well… the credits you give me for the black market is twice as much as we need. I decided to make a bank account that only takes deposits unless you, me, and an old age coin that I keep in my room are present."

Kursed grabbed Dazen and shoved him to a wall.

"And how long have you been keeping this account from me?" She was unusually angry at the moment, as in she looked like she would kill Dazen twice, as a start.

"Um… a month after you rescued me?" She let go and went straight into the kitchen and grabbed one of the battle knives she kept hidden in the condo. It glowed a deadly purple, it cut through flesh and bone like butter. Dazen started sweating like a pig "Kursed I can take out that account! Just please don't-" She threw the knife and it headed straight for Dazen. He shut his eyes and waited for his death.

He opened his eyes to see the knife imbedded into the wall next to him. He looked back towards Kursed. Kursed wore a smile on her face, a joyful smile. Something that Dazen never saw before. She was actually happy he put the money into a bank account. She actually wanted a month where she could just relax and think. Then she started laughing.

"You should have seen your face." Dazen quickly felt angry yet relieved. Mostly relieved and out of nerves, he started half-heartedly laughing with her. "Though, how much is in this account exactly."

"Well, I don't actually know except by how much I deposit into the account. Let me check the account link." Dazen then went back to the computer and typed up to open a new window. His eyes went wide with glee. Kursed look over and was surprised at the number. 3,423,911 credits it could pay for a lot of things, including a week's vacation on Swen, a high society planet that had numerous cruise lines, was heavily sprinkled with exotic restaurants, and coated in casinos. Kursed decided that Swen seemed like a good place to go, but she needed a week first to get ready, with buying some nicer clothing, a stylish interstellar transport, and if there is any left, a new fighter. Hopefully nothing would interrupt her plans… which as we know most likely will.

Author: Well, here is more of a filler chapter to be honest to try and get the plot going, though I really need ideas on names of aliases that Fox and team will take (see 1st chapter to know why the team is taking aliases). I really can't think of good names so I really would like some ideas. Thanks.