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Post by fallon on Jul 19, 2010 16:56:06 GMT -8
  Today Fallon considered to be a day off. She was currently between jobs, meaning that nobody had hired her to find someone or she hasn’t found a bounty that was worth the chase. Honestly she couldn’t believe some of the people that were wanted for such little amount of money. There was some conman that some rich family wanted after he ripped of their son or something and they were only offering 5000 dollars. In Fallon’s experience finding a con man was a bit harder than just marching down the street and yelling his name like the money suggested. Fallon needed the big bucks, so she knew the perfect place to go to wait for someone that would offer up a big bounty.
The people that have been Bounty Hunters for awhile or are naturals know of the place where Fallon was currently walking towards this very moment. It was a small bar in one of the bad off towns that very few people know about. However if there is a large bounty out there a flier or word quickly spreads to that bar because of the amount of Bounty Hunters that accumulate there. Fallon found the bar because of her mentor who saw no shame of bringing a 16 year old girl into a bar and buying her a few beers. So by now the regulars knew Fallon, but the new guys always thought that she was some poor innocent girl that can barely defend herself.
In reality Fallon wasn’t just some poor little girl that everyone thought she was. Even though she doesn’t even reach 5 feet tall, has long blond hair, and big blue eyes that make her look like a harmless little girl. However the people that have seen Fallon in action know she is nothing like what she seems. She has killed plenty of people just for the money; she has shot, knifed, and punched people. There were things that Fallon was capable of that most grown men wouldn’t even consider. The people that underestimated her learned it eventually; they learned not to mess with her even though she looked like she could be easily messed with.
Nonchalantly Fallon kicked open a shabby door that lead to a not so shabby bar with her high heeled snaked skin boots. Now I know what you’re thinking, how in god’s name would someone travel and kick ass in a pair of shoes and the clothes that she wore. Fallon however prided herself on the fact that she is perfectly capable of killing someone and not getting a single bit of dirt or blood on her clothes. She also was proud of the fact that she was able to find these clothes seeing as she was always on the road. Both of these things were secrets of Fallon’s, ones that she didn’t dare tell anybody at risk that everybody would start getting the clothes that she wanted. Honestly the clothes obsession was the only thing that seemed to match her bubbly little blond exterior.
Hey Tim Fallon said in her default fake chipper tone to the bartender. Striding over to a board that held a couple dozen’s of wanted fliers, Fallon new that the new guys were staring at her already, probably thinking they could either show this stupid little girl the door or have some fun. Fallon paid no attention as she scrutinized the board until she found the highest bounty for a serial killer that has been slaughtering people approaching Peony, an easy way to make $30,000 courtesy of the some lazy authorities in Peony.
With the flier in hand Fallon made her way to the bar with the intent of ordering a beer when a large guy with a lot of muscles grabbed Fallon’s shoulder and said something like Hey little girl are you lost? with a smirk on his face.
Oh yes will you show me the way out? Fallon said in an extremely fake and bubbly voice as she clapped her hands together and looked at him with fake awe. No dumbass, I’m not lost so get out of the way, Fallon said and pushed past the guy.
Wait a minute kid, no one talks to me like that the big buff guy said and grabbed Fallon’s shoulder.
On instinct Fallon grabbed the guys hand, hurled him over her shoulder, and stomped her high heeled boot on his chest. No you wait dumbfuck, I’m not some helpless little girl, so bug off. The guy nodded with a perplexed look on his face and Fallon stomped over to the bar and waited for Tim to come over and sighed. Some people could be such idiots.
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&&STATUS finished
&&TAGGED circinus
&&OUTFIT clickeroni
&&NOTES finally made this thread :]
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