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by Daleeria on Mon Jul 13, 2015 11:17 pm
Sera grinned at her brother. "I live for the danger. Makes me remember what it's like to feel things, like fear, and curiosity, and adventure. I love it," she replied as he voiced his minor concern. Yes, there were a million dangers out in the sands. She could see the rising wind already, though it didn't have the feel of a sandstorm yet. It was still early though. Sera was fairly good at predicting these things though, something she excelled at since childhood. She always knew when storms were on the horizon. "They're just wind- AH LOKI!"
While Ryker could take the force of the large dog jumping onto him, Sera was petite and not as strong. Loki easily pushed her to the ground and began to lick her face mercilessly until Sera shooed him away. "Damn dog!" she laughed as Loki sat down next to her and scratched. She had to balance herself on him to get up, and he sat there behaving like he was used to it.
Sera was happy to see him with Hadia. She was a sweet little thing that Sera had come to love like a little sister. She was always engrossed in the embellished stories her and her brother would tell her, and looked after and played with the dog when they were busy and looked out for anything suspicious around the brothel when they left. "Hey there sugarpea!" she grinned and hugged her back. Hadia had single-handedly brought down a drug operation that an old employee of theirs had been running while they were away. She had been watching for days and got them a message in the most genius way possible. For that she got paid in whatever candies and treats and toys they could find that she would enjoy.
The brunette watched her brother head towards the garage and kneeled beside her little friend. "Hey, you know what to do," she whispered and slipped something into the kid's hand. "Keep an eye on this place for us. We should only be gone for a few days... we just need to get out for a bit. Been cooped up too long."
"Okay!" The little girl grinned up at Sera and nodded, looking at the cute little charm in her palm. Sera had given her a charm bracelet a while back, one of the last things Sera's mom had given to her, and since then had been collecting charms for the girl. Sera herself had no interest in anything like that. It felt too girly. It didn't deal in guns, and that was what Sera liked. Guns. Big, shiny sniper rifles with high powered scopes and recoil reducers. Large, old double barreled shotguns with wood trim and heavy duty steel barrels. Rocket launchers, pistols, itty bitty tiny novelty guns. She loved them all.
Hadia gasped. "It's a dog!"
Sera smirked. "I figured since you like kidnapping our dog so much, you'd like it for your bracelet. Now off with you, don't need you getting caught with your loot!" she pecked the small girl on the head and sent her off. "Loki, protect Hadia."
Usually she liked having their dog with them, but she wanted the little girl safe and she felt they would be traveling too fast on the bike for the dog to safely keep up.
She grabbed her pack and strapped it to her body before joining Ryker right outside the garage. "Loki's on Hadia. She'll do what she does. We should find her something super nice while we're out. She'd been doing an amazing job with running stuff for us when Jo's out of commission as a runner," she mentioned.
They truly were business people, though not all of their business was legal. Sera alone was basically the equivalent of the old gun cartel of previous generations. Sure, while 30% of her guns were kept, she made major money off of selling guns she built herself, and a lot of the shipments she got from her various connections we're anything useful for her. So, she doubled the price, got in contact with some people, and got rid of them. Her usual runner Jolene was fifteen and good at what she did. She never got caught, Sera never got pointed it, and she always made sure the sale was completed. She knew exactly how to negotiate and what her employer was willing to negotiate to. She was the only person outside of Ryker that Sera trusted to handle her side business.
Lately though, Jolene had been off the radar due to some legal difficulties with the local drug dealers. Sera planned on bailing her out as soon as she got back, but figured Jo needed a lesson in humility. She got too cocky trying to do her own thing. While Sera didn't approve of drugs, she knew how to handle herself around them, and the people that sold them. She knew what she was looking for in weed, and other miscellaneous pills that were on the market... Things like heroine and cocaine were a thing of the past. People fought and killed for allergy meds these days. If you sold marijuana you made bank, provided you had a steady supply. And everything in this town usually ran through Orion and his whims. Meaning, if he wanted you shut down, he would shut you down. Sera, while not quite that omnipresent yet, had a degree of his importance... The gun business around here would be dead without her and even Orion knew it. She could take nothing and turn it into a gun. She was a genius with it. And as an extension of Orion's business, she had connections in pretty much everything. Drugs, alcohol (how else would their bar always be completely stocked), other weapons, car parts, household goods... All of them got traded at one time or another, and usually for money, guns or whores... all three of which she and Ryker had in excess. In the end, everything came to or through them, and if they didn't want to deal something with you, you were stuck going to the next closest trading hub.
"Ready to hit the road, baby brother?" she grinned finally and grabbed her helmet from him. "Lets get out of here before someone has some major emergency they need us to attend to!"
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