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Here's Johnny!

He groaned as the kicks continued to fly into his stomach, he stared up at [member="Zandra Fenni"] uncontrolably laughing like a maniac even though he felt pain. For the first time ever in his life, the Corucant Butcher felt regret, he shouldn't have picked this woman. He held his hand over his stomach but just moved it away as it was kicked. He laughed more and more, every kick, even though it caused pain. "P-p-please, s-stop!" He begged for mercy, however he didn't expect to receive it. Most of the other women he killed also begged for mercy...he didn't stop and he didn't expect this woman to.
 
Thryk turned as he heard the scream. It matched the voiceprint of the bounty that Bekkar had sent him.... What was his name.... oh, yeah. [member="Davdo Jongran"]

He began to run in the direction of the screams. He saw what looked like an armored woman standing over a man, kicking him. He hoped he wasn't too late.

As the jets on the back of his armor bursted him forward, he roared with the sudden adrenaline. This was a true race.
 
But Zandra didn't stop. Didn't show mercy. Her foot collided again and again, aimed exactly at the wound she already made.
She was going to kill him. Kill him. Kill him. All those days, stuck inside because of him. Making her have to call Calico for help.
She refused to look at Calico. Refused to see what sort of disappointment in her he probably held in his eyes. He couldn't understand. nobody could understand the hell she'd been through the last week. She was tired, hungry, and just plain ticked off.

[member="Thryykarr"] [member="Davdo Jongran"] [member="Calico Tal'verda"]
 
Closer up, the woman who was kicking Jongran was quite pretty. She also looked bat-shit angry.

Thryk held up a hand at her, to signal that she should stop, then explained.

"I'm gonna take him in for a bounty. Can't do that if he's dead. Is it absolutely vital that you be the one to kill him, or can you settle for just dead?"

[member="Zandra Fenni"] [member="Davdo Jongran"] [member='Calico Tal'verda']
 
Zandra growled as the wookiee approached, a warning to stay away for the moment. But... bounty. The word hit her like a speeding tauntaun. With a loud screech, she landed one last kick and turned her blaster once more on her stalker.

"How much?" she hissed, "How much is the bounty?"

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
"Ten thou, and do I ever need it. I don't even have anything else than these knives. Or a ship, in fact. Kinda stranded here until I get the next shuttle outta here."

He looked at [member="Zandra Fenni"], wondering what she thought she was going to get from him. He really wasn't willing to share.
 
"one third," she said, "You give me one third of the bounty. That's pretty nice o' me, consider'in how I did all the work, ya?"

She aimed another kick at her stalker, just to show she meant business. She would kick this man to death . She would do it..

"And-" she added, "if ya ain't got nothin' else, perhaps I can help ya pay off yer debt to me some, eh? I got a job lined up."

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
Thryk looked at [member="Zandra Fenni"], and nodded

"Fine, it's a deal, but get kriffing quick about that job you mentioned. I need the money. Badly."
 
"I will."

He turned to [member="Davdo Jongran"] and pulled him up by the collar. The man had gone limp, but was still breathing. Good. Thryk flew off to the next building, with Jongran still in his arms.

He wished he had thought to bring binder cuffs.
 
Zandra watched him go. She'd get her credits. One way or another. Because even though this was the underground, the criminals here had honor. A code. And this one, this bounty hunter, she knew. And she had something he wanted. He'd be back. She stuffed her hands in her pocket, turned to look at Calico once again, a little embarrassed.

"That's about enough excitement for a week. I'm going to bed."
 
Thryk brought [member="Davdo Jongran"] to a nearby precinct and collected the ten thousand credits. Fair enough. Not an interstellar or even interplanetary criminal. Surprising to get 10k off his hide.

He left the guards there with a warning: "I will come back for him, one day. On that day, you better hope he's still alive. If not, there will be hell for you to pay. Keep him shackled, hell, even torture him, but I want to kill him myself. Clear?"

It wasn't just the desire to kill the creep himself that drove Thryk to say this, but the fact that he hoped for another, larger bounty if the guy could be delivered to the right person.
 
He stared at the woman as he was dragged away from the wookiee. "HONEY, I'LL COME BACK SOME DAY! WE'LL THROW OURSELVES A BALL, HUH?" He shouted before chuckling. Once he was delivered to the precint he glared at the wookiee. "Eh, how bout you watch my execution? I doubt anybody will let you kill me, but I'll love the company. I mean just imagine it, I'm strapped up, your watching. It'll be great, thousands of people will be watching then...BAM! THEY ELECTRICUTE ME, IT'LL BE A JOLLY GOOD TIME!" He shouted as he was handcuffed and dragged to the cell area, still laughing. "HEY, YOUR PELT WILL MAKE A NICE COAT, WOOKIEE!" He shouted one last time before being dragged to his cell. After all, he would still have to go to court. Perhaps [member="Zandra Fenni"] would head over and say her part of the story.
 

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