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Blake Wesson

A wanabe bounty hunter

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a character in “Bounty Hunters”, as played by blackrider

Description

Name: Blake Wesson

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Appearance: Blake has long brown hair that he usually keeps pulled back into a tight pony tail that falls down to his shoulder blades, standing at about 6 foot even he has a rather muscular build and slightly pointed face. Large bushy side burns come down pretty far on his face and he almost always has a pair of sunglasses balanced on the end of his nose. Hes normally seen wearing an old ratty pair of yellow work boots, faded blue torn up jeans, and a white dirty tanktop along with his signature old black leather jacket.

Personality: To be rpd

Bio: To be rpd

So begins...

Blake Wesson's Story

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Yolanda Curruthers

Yol ran a hand through her long black hair as she walked down the sidewalk, her new, never fired, gun tucked into her jeans, covered by her shirt. 'What am I even doing?' She thought, glancing around uncertainly. She had heard that a bounty was around here somewhere, though she has no idea where to even start looking, or what she'll do if she finds him.

Yol was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, a slightly over sized shirt, and a leather jacket, as well as a pair of combat boots. The boots are at least a good size bigger than she'd normally wear, though with the money she has stuffed into them, they fit pretty snugly.

Yol was just about to give up and head off in search of a hotel for the night when the sound of gunfire rings out. She stopped in her tracks, frozen in place. It took a few moments for her to get a grip. 'Come on Yol, this is what you wanted to do! So do it!' She told her self as she quickly pulled out her gun and rushed down the sidewalk toward the sound of the gunfire. She comes to a restaurant, dropping down just below the windows on the street, poking her head up just a little to see inside the restaurant. Yol sees the bounty, with two bodyguards, as well as a guy taking cover behind a table. One of the bodyguards has been shot, presumably by the guy currently taking cover.

Yol quickly reaches up and breaks the glass window with the butt of her gun, using her jacket to cover herself from the falling glass. The sound of the glass breaking, draws the bodyguard's attention away from the man behind the table, to her, or more of the empty area where the glass used to be, as she keeps out of view. Yol's heart races in her chest, without thinking she jumps from her hiding place and shoots at the bodyguard. Without taking the time to aim, her bullet lands in the bodyguard's right shoulder, which just seems to infuriate him even more. Yol's eyes widen as his gun takes aim on her. She quickly ducks back down, hiding just under the window as the bodyguard fires, the bullet whizzing by over her head.

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Yolanda Curruthers

Yol stays down, too afraid to try and get off another shot. She covered her head with her hands until she hears the gunfire come to a stop. She quickly straightened up, glancing around to make sure no one had seen her cowardliness. She slipped her gun back into the waist of her jeans, shaking out her jacket and hair to make sure there's no glass on her as she walks into the restaurant. She glances around, trying to get the feel of the situation, she notices the guy who had been taking cover behind the table, holding a gun to the bounty's head, but only pays him a moment of attention as she realizes that the restaurant had some how caught fire, not even noticing the other girl with the knife.

Yol quickly goes over to the guy and the bounty. "I hate to rush you, but you may want to hurry this a long a little." She says, motioning to the Chinese ornaments, the blaze quickly starting to grow. She's never done this before, so she's not really sure what they're supposed to do once they catch the bounty, but she knows one thing for sure, fire always burns, and she doesn't want to be sticking around here any longer than absolutely necessary.

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Alicia swooped in grabbing the scared man
“ didn't you hear her idiot unless you want a permanent fucking TAN I suspect you move your ass!”

she hurled the scared man out the door and darted over the counter snagging a few drinks before dashing out the front door.

She took a seat and started to drink.
“ ahhhh that hit the spot.”

the man tried crawling away but was met face to face with the barrel of her gun.

“only baby's crawl away.”
she grabbed him by the back of his hair, pulling his head back as she sat on him.
shoving her gun into her bra, she rested her blade under his neck

“ unfortunately for you im the baby sitter HA get it? Cause im sitting on you? an- what ever!”
she grinned as the bladed cut into his skin making him bleed.

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John was laying on his stomach on the roof of a neighboring building with his rifle and looking through the scope. He had heard of a bounty on a man with a scar and had tracked him to this restaurant. John had never killed a man before, but he knew he had the skill set for it. He had it all planned out from the start. He would wait until the man with a scar where his face should be left the building and take him out clean. John seemed to think it was a perfect plan until suddenly gunfire echoed out of the restaurant.

"What the.....no no no!", John exclaimed.

John looked through his scope and saw a man taking cover behind a table and at a few bodyguards were shooting at him. John leveled his rifle ready to assist the man, but the sound of breaking glass caught his attention. With a quick movement of his scope he saw a woman firing blindly through a window she had broken and one of the bodyguards turned to fire at her.

"I swear to god if they cost me this payday I'll shoot them both myself", John said annoyed.

John quickly looked through his scope again trying to get sites on the man with a scar. John had taken the bounty and was told they wanted the man dead. As he was scanning the restaurant he noticed the body guard taking shots at the woman by the window had been shot clean through the head. With another quick movement of his scope he laid eyes on another woman that was creeping up on a bodyguard with a knife.

"Ok enough is enough......These girls are kind of cute though.....If you like the violently crazy or the reckless and suicidal type", John said.

With incredible reaction time his scope sighted in on a bodyguard that was coming behind the woman with a knife and with a squeeze of the trigger the gun went off. The bodyguard instantly stopped firing and his hands went to his throat as he collapsed to the ground.

"Haha damn I'm good", John said.

That's when John noticed the man behind the table move up towards the man with a scar and attempt to take the man alive.

"Alive?.....I don't think so!.....he's mine!", John said.

John quickly stood up and grabbed his rifle slinging it over his shoulder and pulling out his 9mm pistol and began making his way down from the building. Upon reaching the group that was outside the burning building he immediately raised his pistol.

"Hey Lady you realize your sitting on my bounty right!", John shouted.

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Blake line of sight followed to where the window girl had motioned to, his eyes slightly widening at the site of the growing fire. "Ah shit-" He began speaking when Alicia caught his attention, having practically dragged scar face out from underneath the dining table he was hiding under and throwing him into the street outside. "Hey, thats my fuckin money!" Blake roared as he chased the woman out of the burning building, completely forgetting about the other woman.

Upon reaching outside he was met with a rather comical site of Alicia sitting upon the poor scar faced man while in the process of cracking a joke that apparently only she found funny. In a moment of slight confusion Blake wasn't sure if she was trying to help, get the bounty for herself, or was just some psychopath attacking a helpless old man.

Watching the old man squirm and shudder beneath Alicia's weight Blake noticed the extremely pained expression on his face before his body suddenly went limp. "Uh...I think....I think he had a heart atack or something." Blake prodded scar faces head with his left foot causing it to roll uselessly to the side. "Damn, must have been one bad joke. But hey, thanks for savein me a bullet toots." As he finished speaking he scratched the back of his head with his free hand only to notice another man with a gun in hand racing across the street.

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Yolanda Curruthers

Yol quickly follows the others out of the burning building. She stands back a little from the others, watching as the woman sits on the bounty, seeing the man go limp. She has no idea what's going on, or what she's supposed to do now. These people make her a little uneasy, them being bounty hunters and all. 'You're a bounty hunter too, don't forget,' She tells herself as yet another person comes over to them, yelling about the bounty. She glances between the two men, obviously both wanting the bounty for the man. "He's not YOUR bounty!" She snaps at the new comer, before glancing down at the apparently dead man. She sighs quietly, running a hand over her face. "The smart thing to do, would be to collect the bounty and split the money." She says, glancing between the three people in front of her, not really sure if these people were interested in doing 'the smart' thing. She doesn't let the fear show on her face, but honestly, she is scared, very much so, if this thing comes down to a fight between the four of them, she knows she doesn't stand a chance.

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As John reached the group shouting that one of the women was sitting on his bounty. Immediately the woman that had been firing from the window snapped and John.

"Oh really cause I just laid on a roof for three freaking hours to.....", John cut himself off as he looked down at the bounty that was limp and not breathing.

The woman who snapped at John sighed quietly running her hand over her face. John just shook his head and sighed loudly holstering his gun as John wouldn't take credit for someone else's work. The old man was dead and John hadn't been the one that killed him.

"Shit.....well there's three hours of my life I'll never get back", John said with a shrug.

The woman that snapped at John then suggested they all split the money four ways. John raised an eyebrow as he had not really expected someone to take a diplomatic approach to this situation. John stared at her for her a brief moment summing her up and realized she seemed nervous and was probably thinking the smart thing to think. John wasn't intimated by these three by any means, but a four way shootout didn't seem like a good way to get paid either.

"Hmmmm....well honestly my only care is getting paid so I think that's acceptable.....at least this way we will all get paid", John said.

He glanced at the three people curious as to whether the other two would accept splitting the money. He also had his very near his pistol in case things went south. He had to admit some curiosity as two what strange coincidence brought the four of them here, but until he was sure he was getting paid he set the curiousity aside.

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Alicia flipped her knife back into her holster.
Grabbing the motionless man by his hair, she tossed him at Blake in frustration.
She turned around her sights on this stranger, claiming this man was “his” bounty
she approached, him grabbing him by the shirt

“..You son of a bitch!”
she let out in anger and annoyance.

“ you almost took my FUCKING HEAD OFF with that sniper of yours!”
as she's flipping out on this stranger, the girl catcher her attention

“ split?.....oh no no no I am not after this little rat, I am a mercenary not a bounty hunter”
she tossed the stranger as she walked her to the woman.

“ I know your knew and all but, first off no one SPLITS a bounty its just unheard of. Oh and your aim is dreadful I think you manage to break a few plates thou”
she pats her on the head like a child, as she then walks over to Blake

“ and you pfffft sorry excuse for bounty hunter if you ask me”
she gave a cocky grin as she pointed towards the other guy.

“ I don't like siding with cowards, but he had the better idea of the three of you. but alas that just makes him slow..”
she stretched out, and cracked her neck letting out a yawn.

“ kill each other, split it, hell if I care. I am here for tree bounty hunters.....ahhh”
she swirls a bit, clearly she was more then just tispy at this point.
she chugged the rest of what was left in the bottle of rum.
She grabbed a piece of papper from her bra, and looked down at it

“ blake, yolander....and john....so if you all happen to run by them”

she paused taking on more chug, before realizing it was empty.
She shrugs and tosses it aside.

“ if you could let them know I been waiting here all day on my ass! for them and to get there asses down here that would be greatttttt”
she walks crookedly to the curve and takes a seat cracking open another thing of rum.

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As I approached the group shouting that the blonde woman was sitting on my bounty. The blonde immediately stood up, approached me, and grabbed me by the shirt. She then proceeded to say that I almost took her head off and at the same time the other woman snapped at me saying it wasn't my bounty.

"Ok one.....blondie please! Don't insult me if I wanted to take your head off you wouldn't be speaking right now....and two.....listen sweetheart I just laid on the roof of the neighboring building for three freaking hours so......", John cut himself off as he saw the old man hadn't been moving.

This is when the black haired woman spoke up about splitting the bounty. John raised an eyebrow at her as he hadn't expected anyone to take a diplomatic approach to the situation.

"Hmmm sounds reasonable to me.....All I care about is getting paid and at least that way we all get paid", John said holstering his gun.

Clearly blondie wasn't big on the idea as she quickly released him and went to work yelling at the black haired girl and the man whom John hadn't thought up nicknames for yet.

"Well.....your a charming one aren't you", John said annoyed.

Almost in response she pointed at John and clearly stated he was both a coward and slow.

"Wasn't so slow when I saved your ass blondie", John said before turning his attention to the other two.

"Look as fun as this is.....are we splitting the profits here or do we all have a problem", John said calmly.

John hadn't paid much attention to the rest of blonde's drunken rant until she mentioned three names. One of these names was his own and he immediately glanced over at the blonde who had taken a seat on the curb.

"My name is John......but there's alot of John's in the world blondie....you have a last name? ", John said then he turned back to the other two and said, "You two wouldn't happen to be Yolanda and Blake would you?".


(Hey guys ignore my previous post I should have used a placeholder sorry)

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'Split the profits' the words hit Blake like a bucket of icy water, that had honestly been the last thing on his mind. He was so taken aback that he was completely caught off guard when Alicia had practically thrown the dead man at him, the limp body colliding with Blake in a rather awkward manner almost knocked him off his feet. Quickly he regained balance though and got a good grip over the frail corpse which he then easily hoisted over his shoulder as easy as if it was a burlap sack. He then went about listening to Alicias semi drunken tirade and the stranger 'Johns' response almost made him laugh out loud but whatever slight smile he wore on his face had disapeared the moment Alicia started mentioning names, luckily he still clutched his .45 in his right hand and had the bounty still hanging over his left shoulder so at the very least he felt like he held most of the cards in the situation.

"And just who gives a damn about these 'Blake, John, and Yolanda characters?" He spat curiosity thick in his voice at Alicia, well aware he was far to unknown in the grander scheme of things to have caught anyone powerfuls attention. She also claimed she was a mercenary which threw up another red light in Blake's mind-most people didn't like hearing that someone had sent a mercenary after them, let alone one this seemingly crazy.

Despite the urge to simply run away with the bounty Blake remained in place, his eyes darting from person to person over his sunglasses. He decided to wait on discussing the bounty until he'd had answers to his previous questions.

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Alicia let out a long heavy sigh as she stood up.
Turning her attention to the one claiming to be john.

“ saved my ass? Hahaha that's cute.”
she gave a cocky laugh as she shrug.

“ alright last name? Give me a second....fawkes, curruthers and wesson.”
she chuckled as she read the last name.

“ more lie wussy, wheeeelp if you three are my group then we better get to work”
Alicia seemed to be four years younger then john and six years younger then Blake.
This made her assert her dominance more then ever.

“ come on ladies.....and im not talking about Yolanda there”
she laughed to herself as she turned her back to them.
When she turned to see none of them moving she groaned.
“ what is the problem....oh where are my manners my name is Alicia”
folded her arms turning to john
“ but you can call me Blondie....im sure I can come up with insulting nick for you, hmmm maby bitch one?”
she laughs as she slaps her knee, it was clearly funny to her more then anyone else.

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Blondie let out a heavy sigh as she stood up from the curb and looked at John. After another smart remark she gave a cocky laugh and simply shrugged. The man whom I had decided to call shades because of the sunglasses he was wearing inquired on what exactly Blondie wanted with the three people she had mentioned. John was glad the man was curious about what the mercenary was doing here as John noticed the man still had his pistol out as well as had the bounty on his shoulder. John trusted these three people about as far as he could throw them which wasn't very far. John decided he would keep a good eye on all of them for the moment particular Shades considers the payday was currently on his shoulders. John quickly raised an eyebrow as Blondie called out the last names John had requested. One of the last names was Fawkes......meaning he was one of the people she was looking for. Blondie chuckled at the last name Wesson and proceeded to make fun of it. Blondie then turned her back to use trying to get us to follow her as if she had already commanded the respect and authority to make us follow without further questions. Not one of us made any attempt to follow her and she turned around again.

"I don't think so Blondie......I don't know about these two, but I don't make a habit of following strange, slightly psychotic mercenaries without knowing the reason why", John said crossing his arms.

Blondie folded her arms and looked at John before introducing herself as Alicia.....naturally this was followed by insulting John. She then laughed and slapped her knee, but John simply stood there calmly looking at her.

"Uh huh........I'd prefer being called Fawkes.....but until I know why your here I don't see much of a reason to care what you call me", John said.

John walked a bit closer to Yolanda and Blake glancing between the two of them before turning back to Alicia.

"I'm inclined to agree with Mr. Shades here (points at Blake) mind telling us what exactly you want with the three us......If it is in fact the three of us your looking", John said.

John looked calmly at Blake and Yolanda and gave them a curious look.

"Are you two Yolanda Carruthers and Blake Wesson?", John asked politely.

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Yolanda Curruthers

Yol glanced between the three people in front of her. She's not sure what to say in response to the blonde girl, who introduced herself as Alicia. She stayed quiet as they all talked, all the questions she had, the guys seemed to be asking, so she just listened, taking it all in. She glanced at the guy, who's name is apparently John, as he asked about her and the other guy's names. Yol hesitates a moment, debating, before slowly nodding her head at his question. "Yeah, I'm Yol." She says, hating to be called by her full name. She turns her attention back to Alicia, waiting for the girl to explain herself, to give them a good reason why they should go with her. She doesn't know any of these people, but the two guys at least seem to be somewhat level headed. Alicia on the other hand, seems to be completely off her rocker, whether that's just because she's intoxicated, or if this is how she normally acted, Yol's not really sure.

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Alicia turned her attention to john, letting out a small sigh as she yawned.

" fair enough johnny boy, i need to recruit three other people to assist me in ah.....mission"
she stopped before looking down, lightly biting down on her thumb nail tip.

" alright....i am Alicia Plush, i am a mercenary but i only do small stuff.....ah so i need a team for this mission.."
she turned her head towards Yolanda

" as you seem to fancy the idea of splitting pay."
she turned back to all of them.
" you'll all be getting a equal pay.."
she let out a sigh as she realized she came off a bit rough, and turned her attention to john.

" alright, i will admit your a pretty good aim, and ahem...."
it was hard to ever apologize to people, for her it was almost impossible but she tried.

" your alright is all im saying...."
her gaze fell to the ground as she tried to see what else to say.
Alicia wasn't good with words, especially with the opposite sex.
she wasn't used to JUST talking normally to anyone.

she was contently being used as a human assassin its all she knew.
friends aren't really a priory or a option at least that is how she grew up.
no one ever liked her anyways, girls though she was a bitch not to mention they had nothing to relate to.
while guys did try to hit on her when she wasn't aiming a pistol at there head.
yet she doesn't know how to respond to flirting, other then saying something she seen in video games or some chick flick.
she was actually quite innocent in a sense, she never even thought about sex.
being hit on is awkward sure, but she was never told about how sleazy guys could be.
so she tries to be polite as she can, assuming they liked her chest or something like in video games.

psychotic? she thought as she looked down a bit sad at that title.
did anyone even see her as a woman? or even a human for that matter?
Did everyone see her like some kind of lunatic?
It felt lonely but what did she care?
In her head she wasn't human anyways just a killer/

" i uh....w what i am trying to say is i apologize for the...ahem....pp photolytic outrage from earlier.."
she turned her attention to the girl letting out a heavy sigh.
she knew this was going to be a problem, she didn't know much about other woman.
Don't they obsess about there hair? She thought as she scaned the girl.
Despite her behavior, she didn't have the will to hit another female.
unless of course that female were to attack ro try to kill her that is.

" Yolanda i apologize, that was pretty good for your first day and you have great potential..."
she was reluctant as she turned to blake

".......uhhhh......your sun glasses are pretty cool i guess..."
for some reason she couldn't compliment this guy, something about him annoyed her slightly.

rubbing her neck she let out another yawn, before extended a hand towards john.
was this right? she thought as she reluctantly smiled softly.
she wasn't sure how to respond to someone friendly, she wasn't use to not having a gun pushed on her head.
so letting her guard down was pretty hard. but she relaxed and let it down the best she could.
" uh...."
she let out thinking to herself what she should say.
should i compliment them? how do i do that?
she tilted her head in thought, despite her psychopathic behavior, and guy like attitude when she was shouting or swinging.
she looked like a normal 20 year old girl.
5'4 blonde hair in a ponytail, jeans and a read jacket.
a bit revealing but she doesn’t realize why that is bad.
" your....."
what was that thing guys like? she thought in deep thought. for that matter are all guys the same when there not trying to take your head off?
she shrug and being the socially awkward girl that she was, she spurted out.
" your kinda cute i guess......." she winked at him as she turned to Yolanda

" um....your hair is really pretty.....i like your...ah shoes?"
what that right?
Alicia didn't know ANYTHING about other girls.
did they like guns, and video games like she did?
she knew they had something called fashion sense, and she assumed that was the appropriate response to another female.
as she was going to say something to Blake her phone went off
" oh damn....."
she flipped it open.
" yeah......yeah yeah yeah i know......alright how long is that going to take?......alright then."
she flipped the phone shut and turned back to john, who was the only one asking question concerning her assignment.
" so.....are we cool?..."
she hugged him, but she wasn't sure if that was what she was suppose to do.
She had seen woman do this sort of thing all the time, towards none life threatening males.
They also kissed them and held hands, but she assumed that a hug was a normal formality.

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Blake listened closely as Alicia suddenly began going on a torrent of ramblings from offering himself and the two other people a job to, to abrupt and awkward apologies, to even more awkward compliments (of which Blake made note he received the worst one by far). He stood there in disbelief as the poor girl talked on and on, she was hands down one of the most peculiar people he had ever encountered. Three fourths of the way through her rant Blake couldn’t control himself any longer and burst out with a rather obnoxious rude laugh, the kind of laugh that is so deep it eventually hurts a persons chest.

“Oh man...” He said with a huge grin as he clutched his gun to his chest, trying took keep from continuing to laugh “...Oh man that’s rich. Lady, your somethin else, you know that?” He asked as he noticed she was now hugging John. 'Poor guy!' Blakes inner voice shouted. All joking aside though he was genuinely intrigued by the crazy woman’s business proposal. “So about this job...keep talking” He said at almost the exact time sirens began to whale in the distance, growing ever closer each second. Apparently the cops had finally decided to respond to the triple homicide arson case that was awaiting them, and Blake quickly realized how dumb this conversation was to be having in front of a burned up bullet riddled restaurant.

“Well I suggest whichever of yall don’t wana get your asses arrested follow me!” Blake spat in his slightly hyper voice as he ran across the street to an extremely rusted beat up looking red ford truck. Upon reaching the truck he uncaringly threw the dead body he had been carrying into the truck bed with a loud 'thud'. It was true that once a Bounty hunter achieved their license (which was little more then paying a fee so the government could cash in on something else it had nothing to do with) hunters could legally hunt and kill 'bountys' across the alliance of planets-that didn’t mean that the cops liked nor tolerated killing within their towns and cities, more often than not they'd be willing to lock up a bounty hunter and throw away the key or in worse cases simply put a bullet in their head.

The beat up truck roared to life with a loud sputter and clatter as Blake played with the mirror with his right hand, turning the reflective piece of glass to see who all had decided to hop in. He figured they could finish this conversation at the local bounty collection office.

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After John had asked if the other woman and the guy holding the payday where indeed Yolanda and Blake the woman nodded towards John. She has stated that she was indeed Yolanda, but she had stated her name was Yol. John picked up on that as he hated being called by his full name as well and preferred to be called Fawkes.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Yol......well as a much of a pleasure as arguing over a payday can be anyway", John said smiling at Yol.

John then turned his attention back to Alicia who yawned and let out a small sigh. She then proceeded to tell him that she was needing a small team to help her with a mission and that they would all recieved equal pay. John's lips instantly turned into a slight smile at the word pay. John was a bounty hunter not a mercenary, but he figured he had the skill set to do mercenary work just as well as he could bounty hunting. Alicia then let out another sigh and turned to John saying he was a pretty good shot.

"Pretty good?", John said raising an eyebrow and giving a slight smile.

Alicia followed up by saying John was alright which closer to an apology than John ever expected to recieved from her. John let out another slight smile as Alicia apologized for her psychotic outrage and turned her attention to Yol. Alicia said that Yol had potential and did pretty good for her first time. John glanced over at Yol and nodded at her in agreement with Alicia. Yol's aim had not been very good, but she had avoided getting her head ventilated which was fifty percent of the required skills for the job. Then when Alicia turned to Blake she complimented his sunglasses. John suppressed a laugh as it wasn't much of a compliment, but at the same time John had already decided awhile ago that he wanted a pair of shades just like them.

Alicia then extended her hand towards John and hesitantly smiled. John smiled back and figuring that she was at least making the attempt he shook her hand. She then seemed to be unsure what to say, before she said John was kind of cute and winked at him.

"You guess?", John said smiling at her appreciating the compliment even if he didn't really show it.

Alicia complimented Yol on her hair and shoes, before she answered her phone. After shortly talking to someone she turned to John and asked if they were cool.

"Yeah.....we're good Blondie", John said with a nod.

Then she suddenly hugged John and he immediately froze. While John was capable of being socialable he was mostly a loner and there was a limit to how far his social skills went, before he became uncomfortable.....or in this particular case nervous. John had never been hugged by a cute blonde before.....or really any girl before. At this moment Blake burst out in a laugh clearly finding this amusing. John looked over at Yol and Blake and quietly mouthed the words "What do I do now". John then awkwardly returned the hug and once the hug releases his entire stance relaxed as he was calm, cool, and collected again.

Blake then brought up the job Alicia had for us again, but before Alicia could tell us the details sirens could be heard. Now as a bounty hunter one would think we were on the same side as the police.....that was very rarely the case. Blake shouted at us to follow him as he ran to a very rusty red Ford truck and chucked the body in the truck bed. John gave a quick glance at Yol and Alicia.

"I don't know about you ladies, but I think the man makes a very good point.", John said.

John immediately ran towards the truck and jumped into the truck bed and sat next to the old man's body. It had been a curious night tonight and John was looking forward to hearing more about the job Alicia had for them.....and of course getting paid for scarface.

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Releasing from the super awkward hug, she stepped back.
She wasn't sure how to interact to the opposite sex or even if could.
People actually, she was always on her own no friends, no family, no lover or even a pet.
Sirens went off and she turned her head to Blake, who had made a good point.
Standing next to the burning building, doesn’t exactly look good on there part.
Blake took off towards a beat up looking truck, tossing the old man's body in the truck's bed.

“ yeah way ahead of ya...come on yol..”
she gestured for her to follow behind, as she hoped into the truck bed taking a seat next to john.
Across was the motionless body of the man she minutes ago was sitting on.
She let out a sigh placing her right hand on her forehead, panting for air.

“....my head is pounding from that fucking siren...”
it was another freaking migraine, she seemed to get them a lot.
As a low class mercenary, she had to get her medical taken each year.
as they told her a million times to wear her glasses to avoid most of the migraines she refused to.
No one will take me seriously with these, I’ll wear them for video games but I am NOT wearing them out.

“....fuck its hot....”
she felt her cheek with her back hand, discovering she had a fever.
Its probably nothing, she thought as she turned to see yol.
She weakly knelt up and extended a hand for her.
“ need a lift? haha”

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Yol returned John's smile. "Nice to meet you as well." She said before turning her attention to Alicia, watching her, not sure what to make of the girl's compliments, though she could tell she was trying. "Thanks," She said quietly, running a hand through her hair. She bit her lip as Alicia hugged John, trying not to laugh at the look that John gave both her hand Blake.

When she heard the sirens her heart beat quickened, adrenaline starting to run through her again. She nodded her head at the other's words as she quickly followed them across the street to the rusty, red pick up truck. She tries to climb into the truck, but with her boots full of money, it makes it a little difficult to lift them higher than normal walking steps. She blushes slightly when Alicia notices her having trouble getting into the bed of the truck. "Um, yeah," She said, taking a hold of Alicia's hand pulling herself up into the truck. She tumbled in, landing on top of the bounty's dead body, a small squeal of surprise and disgust escaped her lips as she scrambled off the man, moving as far from him as she can before sitting down, hugging her legs to her chest.

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As he looked into the rear view mirror Blake saw that apparently all three of his new found acquaintances had taken him up on his offer, his rather small truck bed almost completely full of people. As he drove through the busy streets like a mad man he watched with a slight grin as his passengers were thrown about quite a bit from the rather bumpy ride, after a few minutes of racing through the city though he began to slow to a more steady and even pace feeling sure that they were well clear of the police.

Breathing a sigh of relief Blake turned his attention back to the rear view mirror, seeing that everyone was no worse for wear. "You all holdin up ok back there?" He shouted through his rolled down window, not planning to stop the truck even if somebody said they were in fact not all-right.

A few more minutes of driving and Blake reached the destination he had in his mind, it was a medium sized building which stood at about 5 stories high and was made of a sleek metallic looking material, two well armed and obviously trained men stood outside the barred doors. Blake was sure the three people in the back of his truck would immediately recognize it, well maybe not the new to the game 'Yolanda' chick but he was fairly certain the other two would. It was the local collection office for the city, every bounty collected alive or dead was brought there for temporary imprisonment or body disposal-it was also the only place to collect pay for a successful bounty, legitimatly anyways.

Pulling up to the curb nearest the door he put the truck into park and turned the worn out thing off, the old piece of machinery emitting what could only be called a 'death rattle' as its engine went silent.

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As John sat in the back bed of Blakes truck he noticed that both Alicia and Yolanda had decided to take Blake up on his offer. John had a slight smile on his face as he kind of liked having other people around. John had always been something of a loaner even before he became a bounty hunter and had never had many friends. He had taught himself to love the solitude, but despite this, being around three strangers for more than a couple minutes had put a smile on his face. He watched as Alicia hopped into the back of the truck and commented on the sirens. Soon after Yol got to the truck, but was having some difficulty climbing into it. He was about to go lend her a hand when Alicia knelt up an offered Yol a hand. John had noticed that Alicia seemed a bit off as she helped Yol into the truck. John gave a quick worried glance at Alicia, but his attention shifted to Yol as she tumbled into the truck bed. Yol had landed on the dead man's corpse and immediately let out a squeal of surprise and disgust before she moved as far away from the body as possible. John watched Yol sit down then hug her legs to her chest. John had let out an amused chuckle at the display, but decided to see if she was ok. At this moment however Blake stayed driving as the truck surged forward causing John to stay where we was. The ride was very bumpy to say the least and the sharp turns were throwing the three of us around like rag dolls.

"Ugh!.....I never thought I'd miss laying on that God forsaken rooftop!", John shouted.

After a few minutes of driving like a mad man Blake slowed down to a more even pace and shouted back to us to see if we were akright.

"We're good!.....contemplating how you got your license.....but we're good", John said as he sat down more comfortably.

John then turned his attention to Yol and Alicia.

"You ladies ok?", John asked.

After a few moments Blake had pulled up to the local collections office and turned of the old truck. John immediately stood up and picked up the dead man's body casually tossing him out of the truck. John then hopped out of the truck and offered a hand to both Alicia and Yol should they require a little assastance. John honestly hadn't expected them to need assistance, but Alicia hadn't been looking so good because of the migraine and Yol......well Yol just seemed like she had her shoes stuffed with rocks or something just by the way she walked. John glanced at the two girls then over at Blake who was exiting the truck.

"Alright guys.....I think we need to have an accord before we go in there.....are we in agreement about splitting the bounty or do we have to settle this here and now?......because if we start a firefight inside the collections office we all are going to have extra holes in our heads to breathe out of", John said.