—noseless blue lady steal the target he spent a *whole week* tracking.
He keeps his blasters aimed at the blue lady. Thankfully, with the helmet, she can’t see how close he is to loosing his composure.
“Like I said. I was here first. If you want the barf, you go through me.”
Of course that’s not how it works. If only she knew who raised him and taught him *all* there is to know about how this messy career works.
‘If you get the target first, then it’s yours. But only if you don’t let anyone steal them from you.’
Damn straight. He’s not letting any—
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ She’s raising a brow ridge at the kid somewhat. Who hired this guy? She couldn’t help but briefly think, though never stated verbally.
❝ Sorry ‘break it to ya, kid, but that ain’ how this werks. ❞ She shrugged somewhat, a sly smirk plastering
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—have the reputation, so they know you’ll get the job done no matter what. But… I’m not there yet.”
He grumbles again when he begins to feel his bruises. He’s silently grateful that she came when she did…
“Why am I telling you all this anyways…”
The poor bastard had a pair of arms as thick as his torso. When he kicks it to vent out his emotions, it was as if his boot had collided against solid wall.
“Well. Don’t know how much you know about the bounty hunting business, but for someone like me—‘inexperienced’ they say—
—it’s not everyday you manage to secure a big prize like this.”
Admitting the first part was almost as hard a blow as losing the reward for the stolen bounty.
“When you’re a big game, people come looking for you. They’re willing to pay with everything they have. You already—
He doesn’t know which is more shocking; the fact that a species called Kryptonians exist in the galaxy or the fact that she also happens to be a Jedi.
Either way, he’s angrier now.
“My client will only pay if I bring him in alive. So thanks to you, I’m not getting my reward.”
“ I am a Kryptonian, born on my planet Krypton which was located near Naboo. I basically know how to fly, I can shoot lasers from my eyes, have indestructible skin blah blah blah. ”
[ she adjusted her waist to make her lightsaber more exposed to see his reaction. ]
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—seen anyone quite like her in his relatively short time traveling the galaxy. Not to mention the fact that she was hovering in the air somehow.
“You were darting around in the air and flinging a guy twice your size. What exactly are you?”
He was *supposed* to bring the bastard in alive. The boy let out a sigh of frustration as he walked over to his now dead quarry.
“Maybe you should answer my question first,” he said.
He doesn’t dare turn his back against her. Everything about her seemed so… odd. He’d never—
“ at least I did him a favor by eliminating him, or were you the one who wanted that glory? ”
[ crossing her arms and observing, she realizes the boy was truly well-mannered and fearless for anyone she had met in this galaxy. ]
“ May I ask your name? ”
“I’m not a child,” he snarled.
The young bounty hunter had frozen where he was momentarily, but now he’d bring himself to his senses enough to be on alert.
“And you’d better start explaining yourself. That was *my* target you flung around.”
[ Noticing the suspicious look in her direction, Kara decides to land right in front of the other while maintaining the same gaze. ]
“ I think it's best to take that look off me, child. ”