Chap 3
The demons that haunted are past also haunt are future, but one day a warrior will come. He will strong like a rock; he will have the will of a river and he will feel no pain. He will grow powerful and spirit will never rest but the gods will smile on him and send two spirits to put him to rest. However he will not know the spirits until his life is lost. In his last breath he will commend them and his spirit will soar with the angel's once again. "What the hell does that mean" vicious interrupted and startled most of the crowd who were listen intently. "Shut up" Jet said to Vicious. The speaker waits for the noise to die down and continues. "God this is pointless. We've been here for three hours and haven't found a thing" Julia said showing that she was as impatient as Vicious. "So why are we even here" Vicious asked almost not expecting an answer. "We're here because the guy we're looking for has no online record. So we'll have to find him the old fashion way." Jet answered showing no appreciation for Vicious and Julia's attitudes. "So how did Spike get out of this" Vicious asked. "He's buying parts for the ship" Jet replied.
Back on the Bebop Spike and the others where going over the bounty information, "So we're looking for a Indian man age 18-60, over 6ft tall, and apparently strong enough to kill a man with his bare hands" Jet recited to the others. "Yeah and that narrows it down to just about half the population of the satellite" Faye responded. "Well then we better get going" Spike said. "Spike we don't even know where to begin" Julia pointed out. "All the more reason to start now" Spike said as he stood up and headed for the docking bay, Vicious quickly followed. Then Jet was left there with Julia and Faye; Faye got up to leave but saw that Julia wasn't getting. "What's the matter aren't you coming" Faye asked. "No I figure you, Vicious and spike can handle this, besides I got enough people trying to kill me" Julia replied, excepting this Faye left and followed after Spike and Vicious.
While Faye and Spike checked different areas of the Indian district Vicious went to the OLD MEXICO a bar on the outskirts of now. When Vicious entered the place reeked of cheap tequila and dirt. Vicious sat at the bar and ordered a drink. When the bartender returned with it Vicious said to him, "I'm looking for some information, who could give me that." The bartender took in sigh, "You see that guy in the corner," Vicious turned and saw a weasely little man sipping down his tequila like it was candy, "That guy should tell you everything you need to know." Vicious walked over to the man's table and said, "What do you know." "A lot" the man replied not taking his eyes off his tequila. "What do you know about what's been going on around here recently" Vicious asked. "I don't know what you're talking about" the man answered with a smug little grin on his face. "I think you do, so cut the bullshit" Vicious said getting annoyed with the man. "What are you a fucking cop," the man looked at Vicious for a minute and added, "No you're a cowboy aren't you." A strange sort of grin came on Vicious' face and he replied, "Yeah I'm bounty hunter but you see that's the funny thing about bounty hunters and cops. Cops can only ask for information," in a single fluent movement Vicious grabbed the man by the throat and pulled out his sword, "Bounty Hunters can take it." The Man took a second regain his composure and replied, "Ok man I'll tell you, I'll tel1you. Your looking for a guy named Crazy Horse he lives on the reservation on the West Side of town." The strange smile left Vicious' face and he let the man go and put away his sword. He went back to the bar drank his drink in one gulp and left the place.
…To be continued
The demons that haunted are past also haunt are future, but one day a warrior will come. He will strong like a rock; he will have the will of a river and he will feel no pain. He will grow powerful and spirit will never rest but the gods will smile on him and send two spirits to put him to rest. However he will not know the spirits until his life is lost. In his last breath he will commend them and his spirit will soar with the angel's once again. "What the hell does that mean" vicious interrupted and startled most of the crowd who were listen intently. "Shut up" Jet said to Vicious. The speaker waits for the noise to die down and continues. "God this is pointless. We've been here for three hours and haven't found a thing" Julia said showing that she was as impatient as Vicious. "So why are we even here" Vicious asked almost not expecting an answer. "We're here because the guy we're looking for has no online record. So we'll have to find him the old fashion way." Jet answered showing no appreciation for Vicious and Julia's attitudes. "So how did Spike get out of this" Vicious asked. "He's buying parts for the ship" Jet replied.
Back on the Bebop Spike and the others where going over the bounty information, "So we're looking for a Indian man age 18-60, over 6ft tall, and apparently strong enough to kill a man with his bare hands" Jet recited to the others. "Yeah and that narrows it down to just about half the population of the satellite" Faye responded. "Well then we better get going" Spike said. "Spike we don't even know where to begin" Julia pointed out. "All the more reason to start now" Spike said as he stood up and headed for the docking bay, Vicious quickly followed. Then Jet was left there with Julia and Faye; Faye got up to leave but saw that Julia wasn't getting. "What's the matter aren't you coming" Faye asked. "No I figure you, Vicious and spike can handle this, besides I got enough people trying to kill me" Julia replied, excepting this Faye left and followed after Spike and Vicious.
While Faye and Spike checked different areas of the Indian district Vicious went to the OLD MEXICO a bar on the outskirts of now. When Vicious entered the place reeked of cheap tequila and dirt. Vicious sat at the bar and ordered a drink. When the bartender returned with it Vicious said to him, "I'm looking for some information, who could give me that." The bartender took in sigh, "You see that guy in the corner," Vicious turned and saw a weasely little man sipping down his tequila like it was candy, "That guy should tell you everything you need to know." Vicious walked over to the man's table and said, "What do you know." "A lot" the man replied not taking his eyes off his tequila. "What do you know about what's been going on around here recently" Vicious asked. "I don't know what you're talking about" the man answered with a smug little grin on his face. "I think you do, so cut the bullshit" Vicious said getting annoyed with the man. "What are you a fucking cop," the man looked at Vicious for a minute and added, "No you're a cowboy aren't you." A strange sort of grin came on Vicious' face and he replied, "Yeah I'm bounty hunter but you see that's the funny thing about bounty hunters and cops. Cops can only ask for information," in a single fluent movement Vicious grabbed the man by the throat and pulled out his sword, "Bounty Hunters can take it." The Man took a second regain his composure and replied, "Ok man I'll tell you, I'll tel1you. Your looking for a guy named Crazy Horse he lives on the reservation on the West Side of town." The strange smile left Vicious' face and he let the man go and put away his sword. He went back to the bar drank his drink in one gulp and left the place.
…To be continued