Requiem For A Blue Sky
Name: Kelvenna
E-mail: Kelvenna@hotmail.com (I love comments!)
The new bounty is WHO?
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Chapter 2: Ghosts From The Past
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"SOME people should be paying attention to insane hacker freaks on this ship while I'm busy."
Jet sat on the corner of a horridly grotesque-colored couch and glowered at Ed. His eyes were lined with frustration and rage. Ed smiled sheepishly and waved to him apologetically. His expression not flinching in the slightest regard, he growled and flashed an evil look at her. Ed whimpered and ran off into another room, making sure never to mess with the Bonsai plants again.
"Geez, Jet. What's your problem?" Spike looked at him curiously and Jet shook his head. He didn't look very happy.
"I live with a bunch of morons, that's all." He sneered in Spike's general direction, blatantly giving off his sour mood for everyone to see.
Spike ignored the comment and turned on the TV, which conveniently had the Hot Shots show on. Spike rolled his eyes. Sure, it was corny.. but it was the only bounty hunter TV show in existence. Without it, they wouldn't be able to find any of the deliquents roaming the universe. But most of all, without any bounties, there was no woolongs. Which meant the hunter lived off of the prey.
Exaggerated western music with a horrible banjo beat suddenly echoed throughout the Bebop.
"Heya, Punch! What bounties do we have today?" Judy wiggled her hips while wearing a revealing old-fashioned Cowboy shirt that barely covered over her breasts, and an extremely short miniskirt with a belt buckle. And you couldn't forget the horribly cliche cowboy hat. Punch, the male equivalent of Judy, was right next to her, looking a bit anxious.
"Well, ombres, we got a 10,000,000 woolong bounty right here! Her name is Julia, and she's been accused of working co-op with the notorious Red Dragon Syndicate, and killing several important authority figures on Ganymede.."
"They were real head honchos, weren't they? Maybe you could give some info on them, Punch?" Judy giggled in a very annoying way and---the TV turned black and desolate.
Spike's eyes were wide, and Jet looked over at him in surprise. "Julia.." he whispered, and he stared at Jet. Jet was about to open his mouth and say something, but Spike had a strange look in his eyes. They had turned cold, full of sorrow and personal introspection.
"Maybe we should go after this Julia girl. I mean, it's quite a hefty bounty--" Jet poked the subject at him cautiously, but even the mention of her name brought another shiver through Spike's body.
"Shut up, Jet!" He snapped uncharacteristically, losing his cool and watching his rage and confusion explode. "This bounty is none of your damn business! Stay out of it!"
Jet was speechless. Spike trembled and walked slowly over to his room, slamming the door behind him. Then he heard a click as he locked his door and shut himself away from everyone on the ship.
There was something terribly wrong with Spike.
Faye was leaning against her bedroom doorway, eyebrows raised. She had watched Spike walk into his bedroom and slam the door shut. "Hey, what's up with Spike? Did you say something mean, Jet? I've never seen him like this."
Jet closed his eyes and looked over at Faye with a somber expression. Usually he would tell Faye to shut up and mind her own business, but just seeing Spike react in such a manner shocked him. He was the laid-back master of calm, never like this. In fact.. he seemed..
"Have you ever heard of a girl named Julia?" Jet locked eyes with Faye's emerald orbs, and her expression changed suddenly to empathy.
"Is that what this is about? Spike's old sweetheart?" She guessed correctly, but Jet shrugged. He wasn't sure himself.
"Do you know anything about her?"
Faye shifted her weight to the side and looked at the stairway leading to the deck. Silence ensued for a few seconds.
"No. But the name Julia sounds like something from a storybook, something that entices you so much that you just can't forget about it."
"Hmmm." Jet said finally, surprised at her poetry. "Let's just leave it be for now. How is Ein?" He changed the subject quickly.
She chuckled. "Hey, how should I know? Last time I saw him he was still unconscious with his tongue dragging on the floor." A sly cat grin formed on her face and she sauntered off, dealing with her own manners as usual. Jet sighed.
"Oh yeah, leave Jet to do all the work, huh?"
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Ed sat in her own quarters, a bit depressed. Bonsai soup didn't seem like that bad of an idea when she first thought about it. She was hungry enough to eat just about anything. A grin lighted up her face and she began typing furiously at the computer, giggling to herself.
NAME: JULIA
OCCUPATION: CO-OP AGENT WITH RED DRAGON SYNDICATE
CRIMES: ASSASSINATION OF SEVERAL KEY AUTHORITY FIGURES, POSSESSION OF ILLEGAL ITEMS
CURRENT LOCATION: UNKNOWN
LAST SEEN: OUTSIDE OF A GANYMEDE HOTEL
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: BLOND HAIR, HAZEL EYES, USUALLY WEARING BLACK, 5'8", SLENDER AND TALL.
REWARD: 10,000,000 WOOLONGS IF APPREHENDED ALIVE. _
"Oooooohh." Ed gasped in surprise, gazing at the bounty's portrait. She had a grim look on her face, and her eyes looked vacant and expressionless. Ed grinned and whistled as she saved the profile onto her computer.
"Ed-Ed find bounty-bounty!" She said in a sing-song voice, but no one replied. Everyone was busy. Shrugging, she shut off the computer and decided to show the Bebop crew the details later. She reached out to pet Ein, but realized instantly he wasn't there.
"Ein!" Ed shouted in search of the missing dog, crawling on the floor and sniffing it. "Where did you gooo?"
She hustled down the hallway, waving her arms around. Finally, she saw Ein weakly walking down the hallway, yipping unhappily. Ed put her hands on her hips and looked at him worriedly.
"Where have you been, Ein? Ed was worried!" She pet him and he barked out a reply. Ed blinked and picked him up, unable to understand what he was saying.
"Ed won't make bonsai soup again, don't worry! Ed has never seen Jet so mad before!" She laughed and Ein stared at her, apparently still traumatized from the whole ordeal.
Ein whimpered at the mere words of bonsai soup. It would scar him forever.
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Name: Kelvenna
E-mail: Kelvenna@hotmail.com (I love comments!)
The new bounty is WHO?
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Chapter 2: Ghosts From The Past
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"SOME people should be paying attention to insane hacker freaks on this ship while I'm busy."
Jet sat on the corner of a horridly grotesque-colored couch and glowered at Ed. His eyes were lined with frustration and rage. Ed smiled sheepishly and waved to him apologetically. His expression not flinching in the slightest regard, he growled and flashed an evil look at her. Ed whimpered and ran off into another room, making sure never to mess with the Bonsai plants again.
"Geez, Jet. What's your problem?" Spike looked at him curiously and Jet shook his head. He didn't look very happy.
"I live with a bunch of morons, that's all." He sneered in Spike's general direction, blatantly giving off his sour mood for everyone to see.
Spike ignored the comment and turned on the TV, which conveniently had the Hot Shots show on. Spike rolled his eyes. Sure, it was corny.. but it was the only bounty hunter TV show in existence. Without it, they wouldn't be able to find any of the deliquents roaming the universe. But most of all, without any bounties, there was no woolongs. Which meant the hunter lived off of the prey.
Exaggerated western music with a horrible banjo beat suddenly echoed throughout the Bebop.
"Heya, Punch! What bounties do we have today?" Judy wiggled her hips while wearing a revealing old-fashioned Cowboy shirt that barely covered over her breasts, and an extremely short miniskirt with a belt buckle. And you couldn't forget the horribly cliche cowboy hat. Punch, the male equivalent of Judy, was right next to her, looking a bit anxious.
"Well, ombres, we got a 10,000,000 woolong bounty right here! Her name is Julia, and she's been accused of working co-op with the notorious Red Dragon Syndicate, and killing several important authority figures on Ganymede.."
"They were real head honchos, weren't they? Maybe you could give some info on them, Punch?" Judy giggled in a very annoying way and---the TV turned black and desolate.
Spike's eyes were wide, and Jet looked over at him in surprise. "Julia.." he whispered, and he stared at Jet. Jet was about to open his mouth and say something, but Spike had a strange look in his eyes. They had turned cold, full of sorrow and personal introspection.
"Maybe we should go after this Julia girl. I mean, it's quite a hefty bounty--" Jet poked the subject at him cautiously, but even the mention of her name brought another shiver through Spike's body.
"Shut up, Jet!" He snapped uncharacteristically, losing his cool and watching his rage and confusion explode. "This bounty is none of your damn business! Stay out of it!"
Jet was speechless. Spike trembled and walked slowly over to his room, slamming the door behind him. Then he heard a click as he locked his door and shut himself away from everyone on the ship.
There was something terribly wrong with Spike.
Faye was leaning against her bedroom doorway, eyebrows raised. She had watched Spike walk into his bedroom and slam the door shut. "Hey, what's up with Spike? Did you say something mean, Jet? I've never seen him like this."
Jet closed his eyes and looked over at Faye with a somber expression. Usually he would tell Faye to shut up and mind her own business, but just seeing Spike react in such a manner shocked him. He was the laid-back master of calm, never like this. In fact.. he seemed..
"Have you ever heard of a girl named Julia?" Jet locked eyes with Faye's emerald orbs, and her expression changed suddenly to empathy.
"Is that what this is about? Spike's old sweetheart?" She guessed correctly, but Jet shrugged. He wasn't sure himself.
"Do you know anything about her?"
Faye shifted her weight to the side and looked at the stairway leading to the deck. Silence ensued for a few seconds.
"No. But the name Julia sounds like something from a storybook, something that entices you so much that you just can't forget about it."
"Hmmm." Jet said finally, surprised at her poetry. "Let's just leave it be for now. How is Ein?" He changed the subject quickly.
She chuckled. "Hey, how should I know? Last time I saw him he was still unconscious with his tongue dragging on the floor." A sly cat grin formed on her face and she sauntered off, dealing with her own manners as usual. Jet sighed.
"Oh yeah, leave Jet to do all the work, huh?"
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Ed sat in her own quarters, a bit depressed. Bonsai soup didn't seem like that bad of an idea when she first thought about it. She was hungry enough to eat just about anything. A grin lighted up her face and she began typing furiously at the computer, giggling to herself.
NAME: JULIA
OCCUPATION: CO-OP AGENT WITH RED DRAGON SYNDICATE
CRIMES: ASSASSINATION OF SEVERAL KEY AUTHORITY FIGURES, POSSESSION OF ILLEGAL ITEMS
CURRENT LOCATION: UNKNOWN
LAST SEEN: OUTSIDE OF A GANYMEDE HOTEL
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: BLOND HAIR, HAZEL EYES, USUALLY WEARING BLACK, 5'8", SLENDER AND TALL.
REWARD: 10,000,000 WOOLONGS IF APPREHENDED ALIVE. _
"Oooooohh." Ed gasped in surprise, gazing at the bounty's portrait. She had a grim look on her face, and her eyes looked vacant and expressionless. Ed grinned and whistled as she saved the profile onto her computer.
"Ed-Ed find bounty-bounty!" She said in a sing-song voice, but no one replied. Everyone was busy. Shrugging, she shut off the computer and decided to show the Bebop crew the details later. She reached out to pet Ein, but realized instantly he wasn't there.
"Ein!" Ed shouted in search of the missing dog, crawling on the floor and sniffing it. "Where did you gooo?"
She hustled down the hallway, waving her arms around. Finally, she saw Ein weakly walking down the hallway, yipping unhappily. Ed put her hands on her hips and looked at him worriedly.
"Where have you been, Ein? Ed was worried!" She pet him and he barked out a reply. Ed blinked and picked him up, unable to understand what he was saying.
"Ed won't make bonsai soup again, don't worry! Ed has never seen Jet so mad before!" She laughed and Ein stared at her, apparently still traumatized from the whole ordeal.
Ein whimpered at the mere words of bonsai soup. It would scar him forever.
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