Six days had gone by. Four more days until he would be free. Jet made the new mark on the wall with a rock to signify that. He put the rock down. He decided it was time to clean himself and maybe cut his hair or something. Just get a bath and maybe shave? Whatever. The sheriff of Luck's Best said he was going to allow him the works. Jet never thought he would see the day he would have a friend on the side of the law.
"Y'know, I wish you wouldn't do that." The sheriff replied in response to seeing Jet put another mark on his jail cell wall. "I don't know what's up with captured people and keeping track of the days. Seems sad to me."
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"Doesn't Virginia usually do this?" Gallows wondered as he hung up a wet pair of Clive's boxers. Something disturbed him about touching another man's boxers, even if it was in the name of laundry drying. He clothes pinned it to the line of rope anyway.
"Yeah...but she went off on her own again," Emilia replied. She grew a glare. "For the fifth time this week." She relented. "I wish I knew what she was off doing."
"Probably to see some guy." Gallows replies before he even hears the words. Then his face falters. "Maybe. I'm possibly joking." he adds.
"I could have sworn she...I mean...well, would you really think she would do that?"
"I don't know. All I know...is that...I can't fold a pair of pants for my life." Gallows threw the pair of dry pants to the air. He just could not do it, and eventually he knew he would just resort to folding it like a flag and come out with that right triangle shape.
Emilia giggles. "See...it isn't so easy, huh?"
He glares at her. "Fine, you win this time."
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Virginia watches the crashing waves from the jetty. Calm taking her body and her mind empty. Just like the water itself. And then Phil reappeared on the scene. "Do you like the waves?" He wondered. She nodded abruptly.
"Phil, when was your last job? You haven't taken one recently, and you have plenty of gella." She wondered.
"My last bounty was about...almost six months, but short of that time ago." He replied with thought. "The guy was worth a good deal of gella."
"Oh? So...he was a good fighter then?"
"Yeah, he was good." Phil replied with thought and a serious tone. "Just not strong enough to overcome me and my boomerang." He gloated.
"So, he gave you some trouble?" She questioned.
"Yeah, and he was annoying too." He grieved. "Kept talking about friends and people and some other garbage, Said someday I'd feel some sort of inner pain or something." He scoffed. He grew into a stern face. "The thing is...he was stronger than me. Better. I only won...because he held back, I think." He scoffs again returning to a more neutral face. "When his sentence is up...I should go back and fight him again for real."
"So, he must have been worth some good gella?" She hummed. "I don't know much about the bounty hunting field. I may as learn from the best." She laughed, and he scoffed.
"He was worth about 10, 000 gella that some prison in the west offered. I think it was because he was accused of something by the Ark of Destiny, but he was only labeled under theft."
Virginia grew tense. "What?"
"I can't wait to fight that fool," He said to the lake rather than Virginia. "Jet Enduro, again."
Her bangs covered her head as the wind blew by with a slight chill. "So...it was you, who caught Jet?" She mumbles more to herself than him, and he does not hear it anyway.
"Something...the matter?" He questioned.
"Jet is in jail because of you!" She shouted.
He blinked in surprise. "You...know him?"
"Jet...Jet...he is," A ferry boat's horn blocks out her words, but he still picks them up.
"So...is that it?" He wonders. "You were one of the people he babbled about."
"Phil," Her words to him were again shadowed by the horn from the ferry. She turns on her heel and leaves the bounty hunter where he stood. The ferry passed and he looked out to the other side of the lake.
He clenched his fist. "The little bastard!" He cursed. "How...did he do this? I know...he didn't have it planed like this. He told me...I'd find myself acting more human, and I'd find real pain." He sat on the rocks calmly. "I was just like him." He lay back on the rocks. "So...you really did lose on purpose. I thought you hadn't. You suffered prison to teach me a lesson? You knew your stupid ideals would only get to me if I won." He sighed. "You're a lot smarter than I thought...Enduro."
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Jet sneezed. "You okay?" The sheriff wondered.
"Yeah, so, what part was I at?" He rubbed his nose.
"You were telling me about how the blob thing turned into a dragon."
"Oh, right, well..."