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Chibi desktop kitsune- Al owns no part in cowboy beebop, however the bounty with blue hair is Al's own character, so you steal him, YOU ANSWER TO ME!!!!!
Spike moved a bar seat closer to the bounty head, makeing sure he was really asleep.
"Hmmm." Spike picked a peanut out of the bowl in front of him and flicked it at the snoozing blue haired man.
When the peanut came in contact with the man's face he sat up, looked around sleeply, and then with a thud returned to snoreing on the bar.
Spike thought back to the episode of bigshot where they had shown his picture, it had to be othelo, the face matched perfectly.
cautiously our bounty hunter got up and moved behind the drunken rainy day fund, and slipped out a pair of cuffs, spike hardly ever used them, usually the bountys weren't asleep, but this one was out cold.
He tip toed silently over to the man, and slipped a cuff on his right wrist, and then, in a flash of movement that even spike found hard to fallow, The bounty spun around and spike found the other cuff on his left wrist.
"What the hell?" spike glared at the spikey blue haired bounty, who was grinning casually at him.
"well will you lookie at that, I actually have a really well known bounty hunter after me this time."
Spike grinned, if this bozo could play cocky so could he.
"yup, one of the best, so you gonna come in peacefully or will I have to mop the floor with you in here first?"
The man grined as he looked spike stright in the eyes,
"Oh alright, I'll go quietly."
This caught spike off guard, but spike decided to roll with it and began walking twords the door, makeing his way around the various tabels where big brutish thugs were playing poker.
As they reached the center of the bar, halfway between the door and the Barstools, othelo raised his voice and loudly called out, "He's a cheat!"
"CHEAT!" everyman in the bar stood up at once, flipping over tabels and pulling out guns, just before the shooting begins, othelo and spike drop to the floor and roll behind a overturned tabel.
"You bastard, why'd you do that?" Spike pulled his gun out with his right hand.
Othelo shrugged, "just always wanted to try it, so you gonna fight your way out?"
"Well yeah, and not just me, if you wanna live you'll fight your way out too."
"Nah, I don't thinks so." Spike turned, baffeled at Othelos statement, and glared at his cheashire cat stlyed grin.
Click.
Spike looked down, and stared at the handcuffs now both attached to his hands, and othelos hand were free.
Othelo gave spike a two fingured salute, "See ya."
The man worth more then the bar he was in jumped up and began jumping over people and ontop of them, makeong his way over the crowd of fighters and reaching the door withen seconds.
Spike saw the tabel he was under fly off as someone landed on it. He jumped to his feet, and began kicking and working his way twords the door.
Othelo watched, amused as the cowboy fought, though greatly handicapped by the handcuffs, and was surprised that he was putting up as good a fight as he was,but then...
A large tattoed biker got thrown, and crashed into spike, pinning him by dead weight alone.
Spike struggled and strained, but couldn't lift himself, or the biker, or even pull himself out from underneath the hefty man.
Othelo watched for a moment, debated what he should do, and headed out the door without a moment to spare.
"so this is how I go out. spike thought idly as he felt the wind slowly being forced out of him.
At least it's better then dieing of illness, spike always felt that dieing in a bed, suffering without any way to fight back would always be worse then being shot.
Just as spike began to need air...
CRASH!!!
The fighting stopped, it was as if everyone had frozen, a shiny red spaceship that was shaped like a sportscar had burst through the wall and standing on top was Othelo.
He was wearing his sunglasses, some pointy black ones that spike had remembered in the picture.
The thugs looked ready to pee themselves, they had all heard the rumors, they all knew the fate of anyone stupid enough to annoy othelo, unlike the police and bounty hunters, the criminals thought true the rumors, about his malice, his power, his deadly aim.
The crowd parted as othelo hopped off the hood and walked twords spike.
"yo." he snapped his fingers at two large men, and pointed at the one crushing spike. woithout hesitation they moved their friend and othelo helped spike to his feet.
Moments later, on a long empty road...
Spike rubbed his wrists, where the cuffs had been so tight they had left marks.
"Why did you come back?"
Othelo had not spoken after leaveing the bar, the two had ridden in silence, up untill this point.
"i'm not really as bad as all the rumors say, besides, I can't let the great spike speigal die, if i did, radical edward might never forgive me."
"you know Ed?" spike asked, a little surpirsed.
"She plays a lot of online roleplaying games, and so do I, we make a pretty good team, and she talks about you guys on the bebop all the time, you and faye and jet and ein, she's very fond of you all."
"Well I guess she'd feel really bad if i turned you in eh?"
"yup, probably."
SPAK!
The car slowed sharply and tunred off the road, comeing to a stop on the side of the empty highway.
"Guess I just won't tell her I did it then." Spike said to the now out cold form of othelo jones.
Spike rubbed his hand, man that guy has a hard skull.
Notes- well R&R, if you have any ideas on where you'd like to see me go with this lemme know and we'll see what happens k?
Chibi desktop kitsune- Al owns no part in cowboy beebop, however the bounty with blue hair is Al's own character, so you steal him, YOU ANSWER TO ME!!!!!
Spike moved a bar seat closer to the bounty head, makeing sure he was really asleep.
"Hmmm." Spike picked a peanut out of the bowl in front of him and flicked it at the snoozing blue haired man.
When the peanut came in contact with the man's face he sat up, looked around sleeply, and then with a thud returned to snoreing on the bar.
Spike thought back to the episode of bigshot where they had shown his picture, it had to be othelo, the face matched perfectly.
cautiously our bounty hunter got up and moved behind the drunken rainy day fund, and slipped out a pair of cuffs, spike hardly ever used them, usually the bountys weren't asleep, but this one was out cold.
He tip toed silently over to the man, and slipped a cuff on his right wrist, and then, in a flash of movement that even spike found hard to fallow, The bounty spun around and spike found the other cuff on his left wrist.
"What the hell?" spike glared at the spikey blue haired bounty, who was grinning casually at him.
"well will you lookie at that, I actually have a really well known bounty hunter after me this time."
Spike grinned, if this bozo could play cocky so could he.
"yup, one of the best, so you gonna come in peacefully or will I have to mop the floor with you in here first?"
The man grined as he looked spike stright in the eyes,
"Oh alright, I'll go quietly."
This caught spike off guard, but spike decided to roll with it and began walking twords the door, makeing his way around the various tabels where big brutish thugs were playing poker.
As they reached the center of the bar, halfway between the door and the Barstools, othelo raised his voice and loudly called out, "He's a cheat!"
"CHEAT!" everyman in the bar stood up at once, flipping over tabels and pulling out guns, just before the shooting begins, othelo and spike drop to the floor and roll behind a overturned tabel.
"You bastard, why'd you do that?" Spike pulled his gun out with his right hand.
Othelo shrugged, "just always wanted to try it, so you gonna fight your way out?"
"Well yeah, and not just me, if you wanna live you'll fight your way out too."
"Nah, I don't thinks so." Spike turned, baffeled at Othelos statement, and glared at his cheashire cat stlyed grin.
Click.
Spike looked down, and stared at the handcuffs now both attached to his hands, and othelos hand were free.
Othelo gave spike a two fingured salute, "See ya."
The man worth more then the bar he was in jumped up and began jumping over people and ontop of them, makeong his way over the crowd of fighters and reaching the door withen seconds.
Spike saw the tabel he was under fly off as someone landed on it. He jumped to his feet, and began kicking and working his way twords the door.
Othelo watched, amused as the cowboy fought, though greatly handicapped by the handcuffs, and was surprised that he was putting up as good a fight as he was,but then...
A large tattoed biker got thrown, and crashed into spike, pinning him by dead weight alone.
Spike struggled and strained, but couldn't lift himself, or the biker, or even pull himself out from underneath the hefty man.
Othelo watched for a moment, debated what he should do, and headed out the door without a moment to spare.
"so this is how I go out. spike thought idly as he felt the wind slowly being forced out of him.
At least it's better then dieing of illness, spike always felt that dieing in a bed, suffering without any way to fight back would always be worse then being shot.
Just as spike began to need air...
CRASH!!!
The fighting stopped, it was as if everyone had frozen, a shiny red spaceship that was shaped like a sportscar had burst through the wall and standing on top was Othelo.
He was wearing his sunglasses, some pointy black ones that spike had remembered in the picture.
The thugs looked ready to pee themselves, they had all heard the rumors, they all knew the fate of anyone stupid enough to annoy othelo, unlike the police and bounty hunters, the criminals thought true the rumors, about his malice, his power, his deadly aim.
The crowd parted as othelo hopped off the hood and walked twords spike.
"yo." he snapped his fingers at two large men, and pointed at the one crushing spike. woithout hesitation they moved their friend and othelo helped spike to his feet.
Moments later, on a long empty road...
Spike rubbed his wrists, where the cuffs had been so tight they had left marks.
"Why did you come back?"
Othelo had not spoken after leaveing the bar, the two had ridden in silence, up untill this point.
"i'm not really as bad as all the rumors say, besides, I can't let the great spike speigal die, if i did, radical edward might never forgive me."
"you know Ed?" spike asked, a little surpirsed.
"She plays a lot of online roleplaying games, and so do I, we make a pretty good team, and she talks about you guys on the bebop all the time, you and faye and jet and ein, she's very fond of you all."
"Well I guess she'd feel really bad if i turned you in eh?"
"yup, probably."
SPAK!
The car slowed sharply and tunred off the road, comeing to a stop on the side of the empty highway.
"Guess I just won't tell her I did it then." Spike said to the now out cold form of othelo jones.
Spike rubbed his hand, man that guy has a hard skull.
Notes- well R&R, if you have any ideas on where you'd like to see me go with this lemme know and we'll see what happens k?