"Did you have a bounty? My bad."

[Edric Vanyan]

Glyph looked at the datapad as he walked, reading throughout the store while he stood there. The Store owner had contacted him about a possible threat on his life, the man having a family that he had to protect. So Glyph was here, waiting for the one that scared the shop owner so much and soon the man would never have to worry about this again, his eyes turning to the door as he expected something to come through the door soon.

@sigourney xanthius

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

The bell on the door rang to announce another customer. Standing in the door frame was a five foot ten man, swept back blonde hair and piercing grey eyes. He was well dressed. He wore black dress shoes and matching trousers and vest, with a white long-sleeve shirt underneath. Lysle gave the owner the wave of his hand, having been here before. He was looking for parts for his Tahyon-class light freighter, needing a new power converter for the cooling unit, along with an inertial compensator and dampener. He brushed past Glyph and towards the racks behind him, holding a variety of machinery that to the untrained eye would appear to be junk. "Hey," Lysle called out to the owner, "How much you want for this dampener? It's second hand and has some wear on it."

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

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney was in search of the bounty they'd posted on a store keeper's head. A failure to pay back gambling debts had left him with a ten thousand strong bounty in trade of his life. The Zeltron approached the store that her target owned. It was quaint. A small shop where there looked to be only junk displayed on the shelves. Sigourney scanned the area. It was austere and unalluring. There had been nothing to grab her attention and nothing to alert her of any danger. An easy in and out bounty by the looks of the exterior, though she couldn't be too quick to judge. The bounty hunter didn't know whether his target had decided to take precaution, she didn't know if he was even aware that he was being hunted.

Sigourney grabbed the dusty handle of the modest junk store. A bell announced her entrance as she stepped over the threshold. The store owner had been sitting at his counter. The black eyes of the Zeltron immediately connected with the anxious owner. Sigourney reached to her hip and tore the blaster pistol from it's holster. She pointed it towards the shop keeper and pulled the trigger, hoping it would connect with her target.

[member="Glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

When the first man had entered he had unintentionally thrown himself in the way of danger as soon after the Zeltron appeared through the door, then the pistol came up. He blinked, time slowing down, the cylinder at his waist hitting his hand as an azure blade shot forth from its depths and became a sight for a very sore eye to any bounty hunter.

He was standing there now, out of breath from having to push his body suddenly to intercept the bolt and breathing hard as he looked at the Zeltron and then spoke to the man behind the counter who was wide eyed. "Sir, i think this is the one you told me about, perhaps you should go." With that the man only said thank you and disappeared behind the door, leaving Glyph, the unknown man, and the bounty hunter together.

"Now miss, Did you have a bounty? Im afraid but its my bad, you wont be collecting it, this man has a family and you can't rob them of a father."

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Lysle looked down at the dampener, "Fair enough," he commented to the price of five hundred credits. He craned his neck at the entrance of another customer, he scoffed. These stores didn't get many visitors. It was probably as full as it was going to get this week, or had ever been. He glanced back to the dampener and moved towards another shelf, starting to pile his desired objects under his arm. The distinct sound of a pistol being drawn from its holster pinged in his ears, and then the Phew! of a blaster. "Woah, nelly!" Lysle exclaimed, dropping the metal devices onto the ground with a clatter. A snap-hiss and the room was illuminated by an azure blade. The smuggler instinctively curled his hands around a .48-caliber Enforcer Pistol he'd won in a shock boxing match. He pulled it free, twisting his body around to face the two that were about to tango. He nodded his head side to side as Glyph spoke, "Now miss, Did you have a bounty? Im afraid but its my bad, you wont be collecting it, this man has a family and you can't rob them of a father." Lysle spoke, merely to play devils advocate, "Well in all fairness, mate, having a family shouldn't stop someone from being killed. Like hey, it didn't stop my parents from being gunned, yah feel?"

@[member='Glyph'], @[member='Sigourney Xanthius '],

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney watched as the room lit up with the introduction of Glyph's azure plasma blade. Her target's personal body guard spoke, "Now miss, Did you have a bounty? Im afraid but its my bad, you wont be collecting it, this man has a family and you can't rob them of a father." A bystander approached the pair and addressed them, "Well in all fairness, mate, having a family shouldn't stop someone from being killed. Like hey, it didn't stop my parents from being gunned, yah feel?"
Sigourney stared at the interruptions to her collecting her due pay. The stranger would have to wait for now. She had somebody staring her down with a lightsaber. The Zeltron reached to her belt, the location of several force breaker grenades. Wrapping her hand around the cold metal of the grenade she pulled the pin, expelling a fume that attacks the senses and prevents the force from being harnessed. Simultaneously pulling the trigger on the aforementioned blaster pistol, hoping to catch him off guard.


[member="Glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

Funny part about being a green horn with no real practice in the force is the simple fact, he barely even used the force. So as the grenade came at him he had reacted like it would explode and kill him, forcing him to jump to the side but not even to hold his breath as he felt no different due to his lack of using the force in the first place. He blinked none the less as that sensation of knowing seemed to be fazed out, making him have to focus on her shots. Luckily he had shot into cover upon thinking the grenade would explode, giving him a moment to store the rifle and remove his own offhand blaster pistol, waiting for a pause between shots to reach over and return fire.

His next problem came in the form of the still mysterious man, confused as he stared at him from behind cover, unsure if this man could handle himself or if he needed Glyph's help... or worse if the two were part of the same group. That could be far worse than he wanted, his own hand hovering over a concussion grenade at his belt as he watched the man, simply asking who's side is he on.

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

The snap of thin, brittle metal turned his eyes to the grenade, they widened. He raised his arms in front of his face to protect him from the blast, but none came. Smoke billowed out of the canister, and he knew well what it was. He wasn't raised a Mandalorian but he had spent enough time in their sector to know it was a ForceBreaker. He gripped his .48 with two hands, lowering the pistol at the Zeltron, "I'd really hate to have a Tatooine stand-off, so how about all three of us just drop this and leave?" He bent his knees and reached down, picking up his dampener and power converters all the while having his pistol raised.

@[member='Glyph'], @[member='Sigourney Xanthius '],

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney watched as her attack was dodged. Disheartened, she prepared herself for a potential counter attack. The stranger faced his pistol towards the bounty hunter, "I'd really hate to have a Tatooine stand-off, so how about all three of us just drop this and leave." The Zeltron had no choice but to lower her weapon and consider this a retreat. There was no way she could take on this level of opposition, not this early into her bounty hunter career. She held her eyesight high, nodding her head in the direction of the well dressed customer, acknowledging what he'd said. Sigourney turned to walk away, hoping there would be not be any chance of a pursuit with both of the challengers. She would have to live to bounty another day.

[member="glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

He stood up slowly with a smiled on his face and his hand still on his pistol. "Now now, no need to just say our good byes after such a meeting? Are you two up for a drink on me, i promise nothing funny about it. Id just like to know who the two of you are that could have killed me if you wanted too, also what was that grenade you threw at me, the smell was weird but i dont quick understand as it wasn't poisonous."

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Lysle lowered his pistol when the woman began to leave, slapping it back into its holster. He completed his arduous and most tedious of jobs by picking up his engine pieces. He glanced to Glyph as he said, "Now now, no need to just say our good byes after such a meeting? Are you two up for a drink on me, i promise nothing funny about it. Id just like to know who the two of you are that could have killed me if you wanted too, also what was that grenade you threw at me, the smell was weird but i dont quick understand as it wasn't poisonous." Lysle shrugged, commenting, "Well she's gone out the door, I don't think she's heard you." The Fringer began to walk towards the door without paying, with his armful of machinery, "I think I deserve this after such a karking display of customer service, don't you think?" Lysle shouldered the door and walked out onto the street, looking both ways to find the Zeltron to shout, "Hey! wait up."

@[member='Glyph'], @[member='Sigourney Xanthius '],

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

A voice shouted out for the Zeltron to stop walking and wait. She turned around to see the anonymous customer trailing behind her with an armful of clunky machine parts. For a moment, Sigourney wondered if he had paid for them, the shop keeper did disappear after all. She contemplated on whether or not she should approach him at all, he was pointing a gun at her just moments ago and that's not generally a trait of a new friends. Still, the conversation could be interesting. What was he doing in the shop and why did he try and stop her getting what she had come for? Not many strangers would stand up to somebody brandishing a gun. She figured that it would be worth the answers and that she would be able to defend herself in case of a skirmish. Especially with her species' natural ability and the general weakness that some would have against it. Sigourney spoke to the stranger, "Who are you and, more importantly, what business do you have stopping me from collecting my bounty?"

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

(Glyph, feel more than welcome to follow us out)

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

He followed them both, heading after them and standing nearby as she asked the question, letting the man answer while he simply stood with his arms crossed behind him. If she indicated at him for an answer as well he would be more than happy to explain himself but hey, if not then he would be glad to simply stand and smile at the two of them curious into the bounty hunter herself but shrugging none the less at the facts.

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Sigourney spoke to Lysle, "Who are you and, more importantly, what business do you have stopping me from collecting my bounty?" Lysle fell to a knee, placing the machinery on the ground, he asked "Just give me a second, and yeah, the names Lysle Rigger." He shuffled them into a neat pile, and his hand reached behind his back. A pistol was squished between his flesh and trousers, hiding under his vest. He stood, hand gripped on the hilt of a Razor Net, a pistol-sized net-gun. A vicious weapon used by particularly cruel bounty hunters to trap and restrain their targets. Made from strong cord embedded with razor-sharp barbs, the net inflicted wounds whenever the target moved against the barbs. This painful cutting also served as a deterrent to escape attempts. He pulled free the gun, raised the pistol, left eye closed. Right eye gazing down the iron sights with the tilt of his head. He fired at her and said, "And yeah, I'm taking you to jail."

@[member='Sigourney Xanthius '], @[member='Glyph'],

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney watched as the scene unfolded. Lysle reached into the back folds of his clothing and produced a net-gun. The Zeltron was familiar with the weapon. A very effective trapping weapon used primarily by bounty hunters. It crossed her mind that maybe he was a bounty hunter, too. The net-gun wasn't exclusively carried by bounty hunters, smugglers and thief's were known to use them, too. But she knew the damage it would inflict. The net was threaded with razors that were more than likely to inflict serious bodily harm. It would be impossible for her to escape without maiming herself or armour. The net shot from the barrel, opening wide and encasing her in it's pain inducing grasp. With a thud her knees hit the floor, the torment of the razors too much to stand through. Her body began to defensively excreet from her pores a seductive pheromone. A bodily chemical so strong that when released into the air, those in contact with it were unable to resist it. A hormone that subconsciously persuades.

[member="glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

He blinked, for some reason his mind getting a bit clouded as he looked at her and shook his head and didn't feel too hot. Groaning for a moment he held his head as his brain tried to rationalize everything that was suddenly happening around him and now he was looking at her like... 'Snap out of it Glyph...' His own voice sounded in his head as he shook it again, trying to understand why he thought down this path suddenly. He moved over to Lysle now and in a moment his own blaster was pressed into his back before a blast went through him, the pistol was still on the stun setting though.

If this worked Lysle would only be out for a few minutes, and Glyph would be standing over her with his pistol aimed at her. "Stop that, i know you are a Zeltron... and Stop that what ever you are doing." He shook his head again, the hormone targeting him though he couldn't resist he sure as hell could knock her out before she was let free.

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Lysle stood towering above her, having the razor nut catch her. He was about to drag her away when he was suddenly compelled. A strange sensation of deep attraction to the Zeltron, not that she already wasn't attractive, wait, was that just the pheromones talking? Heck. He then felt something cold poke his back and the subsequent slap. "Oh kark," he muttered. His body collapsed, slamming against the pavement with a great meaty slap. He was drifting into unconsciousness, but could only help to think why would someone stop him. She was a criminal, then again, so was he.

 

[Sigourney Xanthius]

Sigourney's concentration was broken by the thud of a body hitting the ground. Her captors body to be specific. A glance upwards revealed Glyph to be the culprit. The bodyguard stood over her and Sigourney wondered how he could have possibly resisted her pheromones. Zeltrons held the incredibly ability of enhancing their attractiveness and likeability. This natural ability was a pull many found too difficult to resist. The only beings capable of resisting the chemical attraction were those who were in control of their force abilities and some select species. Though, he appeared to be human, a species lacking in control over her hormone persuasion. If the stranger had been force sensitive, then his abilities would have been totally blocked due to the forcebreaker grenade Sigourney had let off within the minuscule store. Puzzled by his ability to block her attack, she focused and tried harder. There was no way he could resist her control this time. The Zeltron waited for him to fall to her. Then she would convince him to release her. After all, who wants to see the one they lust after in a razor entwined net.

[member="glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

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

"Lady... thats not going to work, i know what you are doing. You want to know the reason, its two very simple things, A: You may be beautiful, and i mean beyond beautiful... something tells me in a dress anyone would die to have you... and B: I could care less about how beautiful you are, how sexy or how wonderous you look. I dont fall for someone for their looks." He smiled and tapped his chin as he looked at her then at the other bounty hunter. "You know the Irony of the Situation though, i have two bounty hunters captured and i..." He cut the net with a dagger suddenly and held out his hand to help her up, the other man he sighed at as the stun blast should wear off soon. "... could not give two shits about it, want that drink or not? Its on me."

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

"Correction," Lysle mumbled as he tried to shake himself from the stun round, "I prefer scoundrel." He pushed his knees under his belly and came into a crouch, rubbing his wrists, albeit he didn't know why. The stun rounds did a number on the muscles throughout the body. He looked at the net, then the dagger, "Hey, how'd you do that? That thing is as strong as a knuckle. That a vibroblade you got there?" He placed his hands on his knees, pushing up to stand. He looked to Glyph, and shot the razor net from his midsection to avoid being caught. He didn't like anyone just knocking him out, and he only hoped the lady wasn't going to turn on him for doing what he did.

@Glyph @Sigourney Xanthius