silent-and-wrangling

[silent-and-wrangling]

Doesn't sound too bad to me.

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

Yeah, it's a good place t'disappear in. We'd be happy to have a couple more hands out here.

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

Pays to know folks, huh?

What's your business here on Stormrider?

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

Sounds excitin'.

Did ya' take the shuttle or have you got a ship all your own that ya take place t'place?

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

Just a ranger. I do some bounty work on the side, but it's not anythin' special.

Sounds like you're not someone t'be fucked with.

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

Alright, Gerry, one beer, please!

[He takes his hand off her shoulder.]

I'm not much of a drinker myself, but I know when someone's in need of a kind stranger helpin' 'em out when Gerry's pullin' one over on 'em.

Name's Allan. I take it you're some kinda pit fighter from Bullettooth?

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

[At the station Allan sees a woman in a black sleeveless tee, black cargo pants and black combat boots. A sword at her side. Her wings are black but a few white feathers poke through. Her hands and neck are a smudged black and her black mid-lenth hair is half-shaved. A jagged scar across her nose and the left half of her face. Rendering her blind in that eye. Smaller scars litter her arms and hands. It is clear she isn't from the area as she argues with the man at the exchange counter]

You shortchanged me i fucking know that. It's literally only a few [whatever the currency is bc i can't remember] !

Look! I brought enough to buy what I came here for and a few drinks at a bar. I'm missing 4th drink money fucko.

[Her hand is on the hilt of her sword as her anger rises]

[A man with white hair and a leather overcoat comes over and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Miss I think you need t'calm down an' get your hand off the sword.

[He looks to the bar tender.]

Hey Gerry! Is this gal givin' ya trouble?

...

Oh, I see, ya gave her the tourist's pricin'!

...

Yeah, I'll buy a drink!

[He turns back to her.]

What kind of drink do you like, miss?

[silent-and-wrangling]

[Justice system's real fucked isn't it? I'm sorry.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[Sure. But only if you want to tell.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[Take your pick, but it doesn't make sense for me to lie. Just like it doesn't make sense for you to lie. I know a liar when I see one. You're not one of them.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[And so could I.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[I told you. You're one of us. They'd have to get through each of us to try and take you.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[I know you're not dangerous. I'm not taking the bounty.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[He slides the notepad over to him.]

[You know him?]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[Alright, here.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[You sure?]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]

[silent-and-wrangling]

[No. Just someone who looks like you.]

(He wanders over with a smile.)

-Callisto

[He waves.]