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New Bounty, Old Problems
There wasn’t a single doubt in his mind, that the Ravagers would want his head for taking off on his own. Yet, the thought never stayed in his mind. Instead he pushed the play button on his tape deck and starting digging through the various bounties, that had been sent their way.
The music relaxed him. Almost eased him a bit too much but it was something to get his mind off the chaos, that had managed to surround them lately. Not that it ever really left. They both had bounties on their heads as it was. Another thing that he didn’t really give much consideration.
After about five minutes, he began to rub his face. Almost wanting to give into defeat. None of the latest bounties were really jumping out at him. Nothing particularly thrilling enough for his own taste.
“Hey babe,” he shouted. “Please tell me you’re wearing that tight leather skirt.” The skirt had been locked in his mind since they met what felt like a life time ago. Since he hadn’t been able to keep his hands to himself. No matter where in the universe they were.
It wasn’t much of a solution for their current problem but it pleased him at the thought. Not that any of her wardrobe selection wasn’t inspiration. It always was. He would be liar if he thought otherwise.
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