"Did you have a bounty? My bad."

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney repositioned herself so that she was crouching. Every motion brought with it a pang of pain that spread through her body. Thankfully, the one she had been concentrating on seducing cut her free. Sigourney was bewildered that her pheromone release hadn't worked. It had not failed her yet and she couldn't figure out why somebody how somebody who would be unable to resist it had been able. There had been no need for seduction anyway. He leant down and cut her free. As he did, he spoke, "You know the Irony of the Situation though, i have two bounty hunters captured and i..." After he had freed Sigourney, he bent down and offered help to the stunned Lysle. He continued,"... could not give two poodoos about it, want that drink or not? Its on me." Not a chance in hell would the Zeltron want to share a moment more with this man. He stood in the way of her collecting a bounty. He may have had good reason but for good reason was the bounty placed on the store owner in the first place. The well dressed stranger stood up. It looked a bit foreign to him as he struggled to reclaim his muscles. Being stunned would do that to you. He corrected Glyph, "I prefer scoundrel." A smirk came over Sigourney as she watched the scene unfold. Lysle raised the net gun, pointing it towards Glyph. There had been an opportunity for Sigourney to cut him off and stop him from shooting at the stranger. She wouldn't. Nobody was going to stand in the way of Sigourney collecting a bounty and for the moment, Lysle seemed to be an ally. Sigourney got back onto her feet and observed as Lysle shot his net gun in the direction of Glyph. Neither of the men had proved to be good company. One had shot at her, granted it was only a net gun but the other had stood in the way of her collecting a bounty. She used the cover of the shot to run. A perfect distraction. Sigourney turned on her heels. Adrenaline coursed through her veins as she pushed pain caused from the abrasions covering her body. Her feet hit the ground with heavy thuds as she sprinted in the direction her bounty had gone. Nobody would stand in the way of her getting her money's worth.

[member="glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"] [member="Sigourney Xanthius"]

He was watching the man the moment he started talking, and then looking at the Zeltron, sighing as the man for some reason though aiming the net at him would work after Glyph had already seen the trick once. Moving with a mixture of grace and haste, he got out of the way and smiled as he stood there, turning his head at the too before looking at her again with a smile. "I think, your beauty is a bit to much for him, hes jealous."

Now this was the problem, he was certainly being effected by the zeltron's natural abilities, the comments being the key proof of that as he would not be that confident with absolutely anyone except for Felicity... but she was different. No her natural ability was clearly effecting him but in a very strange way as he had no plans to bow before her, or lust after her. The main reason for this is because he had no reason to lust for her and to want her, he had someone he already cared about and this woman was simply a random stranger to him. He liked people for their minds, and no amount of a chemical, natural or manmade, would change that fact. Well if he was drunk or actually numbed out of his mind then yes, he could but the point stands as he stood there and brushed the dirt off himself.

Only then did he look at her and groan to himself. "Great, shes going after the guy again... can we finish this later?" He looked at Lysie, waiting.

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Lysle was sure to have gotten him at this distance. When the net hit the ground with nothing in it, he couldn't help but shout, "Hey! How'd you do that? No one can move that fast!" Sure, some people could. Especially Force-Sensitive, but Sigourney had thrown a Forcebreaker grenade, nullifying the force in anyone for several hours. He was too dumbfounded, heck, he could use an ability like dodge. Good thing he asked him, he'd like to dodge some bounty hunters nets next time they come for him. "I wonder if I could do that with slugs..." he mused to himself quietly, unknowingly speaking out loud. He looked at his gun, as if that was the problem, then he heard Glyph speak, "Great, shes going after the guy again... can we finish this later?" He turned his head back up to Glyph, "No, I've still got three rounds left." When Lysle wanted revenge, it tended to get the best of him. He didn't think too much and simply acted. He directed the razor net at Glyph once more, and slapped the trigger three times with short intervals, changing the direction of his gun as he did to cover wider ground. The nets spewed forth, expanding to encapsulate anyone in its path.

[member="Glyph"] [member="Sigourney Xanthius"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"]

He sighed and watched as the man aimed the gun again. The problem with weighted nets was the fact that they were slow once they hit the air and if your target was watching you fire the nets, force sensitive or not, you weren't going to have alot of luck catching them. But hey, he guessed this man was a bit too reckless at the moment to care and seeing as he fired them off in quick succession Glyph merely shot first to the right, letting the first net pass him by as he watched for the second net, judging its speed and at the last second rolling to the left and back to the path of the already passed first net, the second net clipped his back but it didn't catch him, which was all that mattered. When the third net came he just sighed and was done with this, activating his saber he spun and cut the net down the middle, even if it had reached him he merely passed through the opening in the net, annoyed more than anything. "Are you done yet..." He held the saber, waiting for his answer. Already he could tell that this man thought that he was relying on the force, which was his downfall. You should never overestimate the abilities of your opponent. No he was just using his body size, abilities, and experience to react quickly.

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

"What the feth," Lysle muttered, watching as the man moved past each net. Even without the Force, the nets were not as slow as throwing them or launching them from a canister. These were gun propelled, and shot faster than someone could move out of the way. Otherwise, why would it be so highly used amongst bounty hunters. It would almost seem redundant to use the weapon if any old folk that was agile enough could just skip out of the way. Heck, he had done it on Lily and she went down faster than a bag of potatoes, and she was a cyborg. Though, he did note with some anxiety and fear that the Keshiri had torn her way out of the net and the Jedi-killer was in no way happy. If she had killed a Jedi Master and his two padawans, Lysle knew it was best to get out before she got close. Best he forget that episode, and a good thing he hasn't seen her since. Lysle looked to Glyph, pointing an accusing finger, "I don't know what you got going for you bud, but it sure as force ain't nature. How 'bout you leave before I slap another mag' in, the ladies doing her job, and I was doing mine."

[member="Glyph"], [member="Sigourney Xanthius"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"]

Glyph's luck was running out and he knew it, the man would sooner or later stop shooting recklessly and actually hit him with the nets if he had another full magazine. Standing straight now he kept the saber in hand and waved his other one. "Have fun then, im interested to see if you can catch her before she catches them." If ever there was a rod to explain Glyph, strange was it and his smile, a wide Cheshire grin, would make anyone uneasy in how his eyes looked like they were dissecting him. "Go on then."

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

"I'm not looking to catch her before she catches them," Lysle confirmed. He motioned with his hands as he explained, "You see, I didn't know that bloke had a bounty on him. I just wanted to refit my Tachyon. Then she showed up, you stopped her, and now we're here. So I'm going to let her kill him, she'll grab some evidence he is dead or alive, whatever she chooses. Then before she can drag him away, I'll capture her. That way, she's done my work for me. I hand her in, the authorities give me a reward, I hand in the corpse and the contractor gives me a reward. Double the flow for half the work." Lysle looked down at a relatively outdated and antique wristwatch, checking the time on the digital device, "By my estimate, he should be dead soon, or now. It doesn't take much to kill things." It was true that Lysle was in no way a bounty hunter, but he sure was a scoundrel.

[member="Glyph"], [member="Sigourney Xanthius"]

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Being a Zeltron had taught Sigourney that physical fitness is a top priority. Her parents had raised her to be fit and healthy. Especially her mother. She had wanted her to follow in the family trade of bounty hunting. A great pressure was placed on Sigourney from a young age in order to prepare her for her career. She mentally thanked her mother as she pushed through the pain radiating from her injuries. She looked around at where she was. Thankfully, they hadn't gotten far from the convenience store. Sigourney's feet hit the solid ground hard and fast as she rounded the corner to the back of the store. This is where she had last seen her target. There wasn't a lot of time to pause. She knew one, or both, of her attackers would be hot on her trail at any minute. The pain throughout her body developed into a dull throb as the adrenaline began to leave her system. She would need to find him, and fast. She briefly stopped, taking a quick glance towards the Datapad located on her wrist. Sigourney was smart enough to research those she intended to hunt down. It was worth knowing your opponent and she took every advantage she could get. She took a moment to think like her prey. Had she been told to flee, her first instinct would be to get to her family and get them to safety. His address was right in front of her on the datapad and in an instant she had a map to his house.

The houses were close and packed tightly. They emitted an almost tangible sense of filth and grime. Ill lit Lane-ways connected the blocks of houses. Sigourney noted that they would be good spots to hide if she required it. The faint and distant sound of a child crying the soundtrack of the short journey to his house. She reached the entranceway to a derelict permacrete house. The exterior needed a clean. It almost looked abandoned but there was no doubt that this was where her target lived. The lights were off but perhaps they had been using this as a deterrent. Sigourney entered through the front door, hoping they hadn't expected such a brash tactic. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the stingy leisure room that greeted her. Decorative items were strewn on the floor and a few things looked somewhat out of place. The door to the next room was locked. This was no issue for her blaster pistol. She thought her prey would be smarter than that. Sigourney pulled her pistol from the holster at her hip and pointed it towards the handle. She shot through it as easily as she could breathe in. Huddled in the furtherest corner was her target. Sigourney eyed him down. He had been fat, a characteristic gained from sitting as his desk in the shop, she assumed, but he was short and definitely wasn't something to be lusted after. She even bitterly wondered how he'd had a family at all. Peering behind him she saw two children, hiding from her. They were both hysterical. Staring at them, Sigourney felt a pang of regret. Was it really worth it to take this man away from his family? She terrified his children and that wasn't a thought that she enjoyed. His wife stood behind him, begging him to keep them safe, to protect them. She cried out to Sigourney to leave them. She said that she didn't have to do this. Sigourney wished she didn't have to. The bounty almost didn't seem worth it. The Zeltron knew that this was the best decision. The way he stood in front of his family, to protect them, proved to Sigourney that he would be unable to run and hide. She stepped forward briskly. Guilt hung heavy in Sigourney's mind as she tore the man from the protective clutches of his family. From her belt she unclipped a pair of stun cuffs. She pulled his arms behind him and placed the cuffs around them. Struggling with the cuffs, he tried desperately to get back to his family. Sigourney stood behind him and placed the barrel of her pistol against his back, turning him to walk out the door. He opened the front door and they stepped outside. There was no way she was going to be doing this in front of his family. She may have been a bounty hunter but she still had respect. In the unlit laneway beside his house, she knelt him down and stood behind him. A flash of light erupted as she collected her bounty. There was no way she could haul this man with her as evidence of collecting her money's worth. She settled for his scalp. Sigourney attached it to her belt as she walked away from his body. What she had done hadn't felt right but he made debts to the wrong people and what she had done was heaven compared to what they'd have done if they captured him alive.

She knew her attackers would be soon behind. She had taken more time than she'd have liked to and slowed her escape down. She used the urban map to her advantage and hid in one of the laneways. Waiting for the perfect chance to escape.

[member="Glyph"] | [member="Lysle of the hydian way"]