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Chapter 11 - Section I - Chance of a Lifetime.
Larry's eyes wandered the odd-looking town as he walked down the main street's sidewalk. Sure, the streets were filled with cars and pedestrians alike, but the city looked so..old. He let out a sigh before taking a long drag off his cigarrette, nearly burning his lips. His body jolted a bit at that, letting out a murmured "Ow.." Staring right back at the curious onlookers. He shook his head as he continued down to the last few blocks, seeing the outskirts as plain as day now. However, he couldn't help but feel that something wasn't right. That it was too easy. Shrugging the feeling off, he hustled his way due east, tossing that cigarrette into one of the wet gutters. His eyes widened with delight as he saw the Red Tail. However, the sight of a few men towing it with a rather big truck made him stop and duck into a nearby alley. Licking his chaffed lips, he pulled out as soon as the truck passed him, racing like mad on his feet to keep up. "Jeez.." he thought, "Any faster and they'd be crazy enough to bowl over the cars in their way." He shook his head again and hopped up onto the trailer railing, making damn sure the passengers couldn't see him.
Chapter 11 - Section II - Deja Vu.
As the truck came to a complete stop, he realised it was an underground parking facility. One of those old ones. Damn, what was this city, and what secrets did it have? He was about to find out. He hopped off the railing and slipped underneath the truck, hearing the men's voices talk about how nice the Red Tail looked. A little grin slipped on his face, deciding to do Faye one lasting favor. Sneaking out from under the truck, he raced after the two guys. By the time they realised that they weren't alone down there, they were too late, he had already jumped up and double- kicked them in the back of their heads. Flipped over onto his feet as they fell unconcious to the ground, he raced to the door that they were headed to, knocking on it a few times, then sliding over to the side. Thru the window, peeked a nerdy looking man with glasses, and his expression obviously went serious at the site of the two guys. He quickly juggled with the door, and when he finally got it open, a simple touch to his neck from Larry's index finger, and the man was out like a light, his glasses bouncing on the pavement. He slipped inside before the door automatically shut, taking a quick look around. He spotted a few computers, all turned on, as well as a restroom for men and women. Letting out a bit of a breath, he hustled down the stairs, hearing voices down below, as well as the pounding of footsteps. He took another look around, stopping, and hopping up. As soon as the man and women came into clear view, he dropped down on them, from holding himself up on the bottom of the stairwell above him. His first lethal kills today, he twisted their necks and snapped them. Letting out a cringe and a shake of his head, he quietly slid down the rest of the stairwell by the guiderail, smirking at how cool it felt to him. But at the last inch of the guiderail he messed up and ended up wiping out, face first onto the gravel filled floor. He groaned out a little bit as he skid, getting up, wiping his face clean, and hopping to the door in front of him. His face cringed at the pain, eyes watering a bit to get the dust out. He could clearly see a few people inside the room, one of them being Jaqueline. Only one other person looked important, and that was the silver haired man. Pulling out both his pistols, he counted to three, before kicking the door open and blasting a few holes into the guards that weilded firearms. Both Jaqueline and Ro'Cherre stared up at Larry, quirking a brow at his face. "Er..Long story." Larry shook his head, blushing a bit. "Hands up!" He motioned his pistols for them to do so. Both of them raised their hands without much but a growl. Larry gave a big smirk and walked to them, still an arm's length away from them, but close enough to shoot them if they even moved an inch. "So, Jaqueline..This must be your inside contact, Ro'Cherre?" Ro'Cherre's brows rose at Jaqueline and he growled, deeply. "You told him about me! 'Chere, I thought you were made better." He barked out. Jaqueline's eyes widened and she shook her head. "I wouldn't dare even think about ratting you out, love!" She shook her head rapidly, almost already on the brink of tears. Larry's smile faded at Jaqueline calling the man her love, feeling something shatter inside him. He growled and shook his head, almost pulling the trigger on both pistols. But he was stopped by a clicking behind him, obviously from the hammer of another pistol. "I wouldn't move, handsome one." A deep russian accent added to the female voice, "Not unless you want your head blown off." Larry sighed, dropping his guns to his waist. But as soon as Ro'Cherre and Jaqueline moved in on him to grab them, he turned around and knocked the gun away, his pistol aiming straight for the woman's head, and firing it. Both Ro'Cherre and Jaqueline grimaced and turned away at the site of it. Larry however, turned and aimed the two pistols at them both. "Dead or alive, you both have wealthy bounty's again. And you're both preferred dead." With two shots, their lifeless bodies fell in a heap of blood, along with the russian's. He sighed and shook his head, pinning his bounty hunter identity, and his ship's bank account. With a grimace, he wiped off his face and headed out, obviously to get that Red Tail out of there.
Chapter 11 - Section III - Replaced.
By the time he got back to the ship, his face had turned a bit red, and scratched up. His face was, however, emotionless, as he docked with the Red Tail in it's usual Bay. As he stepped out, Faye was sitting there, obviously waiting for her possesion to come back. "About time you came back. You look like a mess. Why is your face all scratched up?" She blabbed on. And with each antagonizing sentence he grimaced more and more, until she asked that question. "Shut up, ok!?" Was all he said. Faye's face, suprised, gave him a long, hard look. But eventually her eyes lit up like a pair of candles. She followed quietly behind, and as soon as they got inside his room and he flopped onto his bed, she hovered over him like a UFO. "Aww, poor Larry, did Jaqueline break your heart?" Larry looked up at her. "More like I ended up wasting a bullet to shoot that pathetic face of hers." He hmphed, and turned to face the wall. Faye frowned lightly at him, pouting a little bit as she scooted up a chair. "You know Larry, there are plenty of other fish in the sea, you just gotta look for them, ya know?" He voice was as soothing as could be, which he didn't notice. "Oh yeah, like who? Tell me who?" He murmered out, "There's no one out there that a bounty hunter can trust." Faye smiled a little bit, tapping him on the side. "Well, there are other bounty hunters, you know.." Her voice trailed off, still as soft as before. Larry's brows furrowed, thinking for a moment, before turning and looking at her, with a bewildered expression. Faye lightly blushed and looked away, staring up at the clock, obviously just for something to look at. "Well, I, uh..I didn't mean me.." She peeped out, her expression just making her blush more, "I meant...Ah..what about Lieutenant Julie? She's pretty..." Larry's eyes furrowed at her. "You know fellow employees on this ship are off limits to me. It's the rules." He slowly sat up and tapped her on her leg. Faye looked at him with a 'clueless' look, and stood up, letting that gown of hers fall full in front. It was a beautiful black silk, a long, chinese red dragon stemmed down from her bust, the head, to the bottom of her calfs, the tail. And it was beautifully detailed. Not to mention showed off a bit of her breasts, and the slit at the side sliced up, almost to her panties. Larry took a very, very long look at this, then up to her finely-done hair, and smiled. "You're beautiful, Faye. Were you planning on going somewhere?" Faye's eyes lit up once again, but with a different fire, and she blushed like a madman. "I...Just wanted to look good for you, Larry." Her blush deepened as he stood up, standing a few inches taller then her. But those inches shortened as he buckled his knees a little and leaned over, his hands sliding onto her waistline. He lowered his head to hers, taking a moment, sharing the same breath with her, and kissed her, deeply. Faye, of course, let the blush eventually go away, but she gladly returned the kiss, her silken hands sliding around his tanned neck. After a little while of that they parted the kiss, they're eyes gazing into eachothers. Faye smiled warmly at him, her voice in a whisper. "How did you get your face so scratched up..?" Larry smiled and laughed, shaking his head. "Long story, Faye. Long story." And with that, he pulled her closer with his arms, letting them slide around her skinny waist, and kissed her again.
Author's note!! IMPORTANT! - Please, PLEASE tell me what to do here!? Should I continue on or leave it as is? I need some feedback, please! Thank you very much.
Another Author's note - (Psst, expect a bit of romance! Hah! Finally!)
Chapter 11 - Section I - Chance of a Lifetime.
Larry's eyes wandered the odd-looking town as he walked down the main street's sidewalk. Sure, the streets were filled with cars and pedestrians alike, but the city looked so..old. He let out a sigh before taking a long drag off his cigarrette, nearly burning his lips. His body jolted a bit at that, letting out a murmured "Ow.." Staring right back at the curious onlookers. He shook his head as he continued down to the last few blocks, seeing the outskirts as plain as day now. However, he couldn't help but feel that something wasn't right. That it was too easy. Shrugging the feeling off, he hustled his way due east, tossing that cigarrette into one of the wet gutters. His eyes widened with delight as he saw the Red Tail. However, the sight of a few men towing it with a rather big truck made him stop and duck into a nearby alley. Licking his chaffed lips, he pulled out as soon as the truck passed him, racing like mad on his feet to keep up. "Jeez.." he thought, "Any faster and they'd be crazy enough to bowl over the cars in their way." He shook his head again and hopped up onto the trailer railing, making damn sure the passengers couldn't see him.
Chapter 11 - Section II - Deja Vu.
As the truck came to a complete stop, he realised it was an underground parking facility. One of those old ones. Damn, what was this city, and what secrets did it have? He was about to find out. He hopped off the railing and slipped underneath the truck, hearing the men's voices talk about how nice the Red Tail looked. A little grin slipped on his face, deciding to do Faye one lasting favor. Sneaking out from under the truck, he raced after the two guys. By the time they realised that they weren't alone down there, they were too late, he had already jumped up and double- kicked them in the back of their heads. Flipped over onto his feet as they fell unconcious to the ground, he raced to the door that they were headed to, knocking on it a few times, then sliding over to the side. Thru the window, peeked a nerdy looking man with glasses, and his expression obviously went serious at the site of the two guys. He quickly juggled with the door, and when he finally got it open, a simple touch to his neck from Larry's index finger, and the man was out like a light, his glasses bouncing on the pavement. He slipped inside before the door automatically shut, taking a quick look around. He spotted a few computers, all turned on, as well as a restroom for men and women. Letting out a bit of a breath, he hustled down the stairs, hearing voices down below, as well as the pounding of footsteps. He took another look around, stopping, and hopping up. As soon as the man and women came into clear view, he dropped down on them, from holding himself up on the bottom of the stairwell above him. His first lethal kills today, he twisted their necks and snapped them. Letting out a cringe and a shake of his head, he quietly slid down the rest of the stairwell by the guiderail, smirking at how cool it felt to him. But at the last inch of the guiderail he messed up and ended up wiping out, face first onto the gravel filled floor. He groaned out a little bit as he skid, getting up, wiping his face clean, and hopping to the door in front of him. His face cringed at the pain, eyes watering a bit to get the dust out. He could clearly see a few people inside the room, one of them being Jaqueline. Only one other person looked important, and that was the silver haired man. Pulling out both his pistols, he counted to three, before kicking the door open and blasting a few holes into the guards that weilded firearms. Both Jaqueline and Ro'Cherre stared up at Larry, quirking a brow at his face. "Er..Long story." Larry shook his head, blushing a bit. "Hands up!" He motioned his pistols for them to do so. Both of them raised their hands without much but a growl. Larry gave a big smirk and walked to them, still an arm's length away from them, but close enough to shoot them if they even moved an inch. "So, Jaqueline..This must be your inside contact, Ro'Cherre?" Ro'Cherre's brows rose at Jaqueline and he growled, deeply. "You told him about me! 'Chere, I thought you were made better." He barked out. Jaqueline's eyes widened and she shook her head. "I wouldn't dare even think about ratting you out, love!" She shook her head rapidly, almost already on the brink of tears. Larry's smile faded at Jaqueline calling the man her love, feeling something shatter inside him. He growled and shook his head, almost pulling the trigger on both pistols. But he was stopped by a clicking behind him, obviously from the hammer of another pistol. "I wouldn't move, handsome one." A deep russian accent added to the female voice, "Not unless you want your head blown off." Larry sighed, dropping his guns to his waist. But as soon as Ro'Cherre and Jaqueline moved in on him to grab them, he turned around and knocked the gun away, his pistol aiming straight for the woman's head, and firing it. Both Ro'Cherre and Jaqueline grimaced and turned away at the site of it. Larry however, turned and aimed the two pistols at them both. "Dead or alive, you both have wealthy bounty's again. And you're both preferred dead." With two shots, their lifeless bodies fell in a heap of blood, along with the russian's. He sighed and shook his head, pinning his bounty hunter identity, and his ship's bank account. With a grimace, he wiped off his face and headed out, obviously to get that Red Tail out of there.
Chapter 11 - Section III - Replaced.
By the time he got back to the ship, his face had turned a bit red, and scratched up. His face was, however, emotionless, as he docked with the Red Tail in it's usual Bay. As he stepped out, Faye was sitting there, obviously waiting for her possesion to come back. "About time you came back. You look like a mess. Why is your face all scratched up?" She blabbed on. And with each antagonizing sentence he grimaced more and more, until she asked that question. "Shut up, ok!?" Was all he said. Faye's face, suprised, gave him a long, hard look. But eventually her eyes lit up like a pair of candles. She followed quietly behind, and as soon as they got inside his room and he flopped onto his bed, she hovered over him like a UFO. "Aww, poor Larry, did Jaqueline break your heart?" Larry looked up at her. "More like I ended up wasting a bullet to shoot that pathetic face of hers." He hmphed, and turned to face the wall. Faye frowned lightly at him, pouting a little bit as she scooted up a chair. "You know Larry, there are plenty of other fish in the sea, you just gotta look for them, ya know?" He voice was as soothing as could be, which he didn't notice. "Oh yeah, like who? Tell me who?" He murmered out, "There's no one out there that a bounty hunter can trust." Faye smiled a little bit, tapping him on the side. "Well, there are other bounty hunters, you know.." Her voice trailed off, still as soft as before. Larry's brows furrowed, thinking for a moment, before turning and looking at her, with a bewildered expression. Faye lightly blushed and looked away, staring up at the clock, obviously just for something to look at. "Well, I, uh..I didn't mean me.." She peeped out, her expression just making her blush more, "I meant...Ah..what about Lieutenant Julie? She's pretty..." Larry's eyes furrowed at her. "You know fellow employees on this ship are off limits to me. It's the rules." He slowly sat up and tapped her on her leg. Faye looked at him with a 'clueless' look, and stood up, letting that gown of hers fall full in front. It was a beautiful black silk, a long, chinese red dragon stemmed down from her bust, the head, to the bottom of her calfs, the tail. And it was beautifully detailed. Not to mention showed off a bit of her breasts, and the slit at the side sliced up, almost to her panties. Larry took a very, very long look at this, then up to her finely-done hair, and smiled. "You're beautiful, Faye. Were you planning on going somewhere?" Faye's eyes lit up once again, but with a different fire, and she blushed like a madman. "I...Just wanted to look good for you, Larry." Her blush deepened as he stood up, standing a few inches taller then her. But those inches shortened as he buckled his knees a little and leaned over, his hands sliding onto her waistline. He lowered his head to hers, taking a moment, sharing the same breath with her, and kissed her, deeply. Faye, of course, let the blush eventually go away, but she gladly returned the kiss, her silken hands sliding around his tanned neck. After a little while of that they parted the kiss, they're eyes gazing into eachothers. Faye smiled warmly at him, her voice in a whisper. "How did you get your face so scratched up..?" Larry smiled and laughed, shaking his head. "Long story, Faye. Long story." And with that, he pulled her closer with his arms, letting them slide around her skinny waist, and kissed her again.
Author's note!! IMPORTANT! - Please, PLEASE tell me what to do here!? Should I continue on or leave it as is? I need some feedback, please! Thank you very much.