6401/Bounty hunting, Knowhere style.

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Bounty hunting, Knowhere style.
Date of Scene: 07 February 2019
Location: Knowhere
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Tyran'tar, Lobo




Tyran'tar has posed:
    Knowhere. A reputable den of thieves, murderers and rogues. One such rogue is trying to shoot at someone behind him. The blaster bolts bounce off the green forcefield the lantern's ring provides. He raises his hand and forms a wall for the man to run into at full speed and fall to the ground. The Wall then wraps around the man forming into chains which leave his head open. Tyran'tar looks around because there were a few bounty hunters chasing this guy and they are around here somewhere.

Lobo has posed:
    A lotta guys, including one pale bastiche who's been waiting for this moment. Naked from the waist up he was resembling ghost-white swiss cheese with all the smoking holes in him, showing his pink and red muscles and innards, and the thick yellow bones of his skeleton. Except the muscle was spiderwebbing and growing along those bones, and the skin was reforming, even his tattoos were somehow, inexplicably, growing back. With blood red eyes that were glaring and narrowing, the last Czarnian spoke in a voice that was somewhere between a raspy gasp and a lion's roar.

    "How sweet of ya to wrap my present fer me. Now it's time ta hand him over, Greenjeans!"

    As he spoke, in his left fist was the face of a much larger, much angrier looking beast, or at least it would be if its owner wasn't squealing and crying over in the corner of the tavern. In his right was his hook and chain, swinging through the air idly in a threatening gesture. But still, he was giving Tyran a chance. Wasn't that sweet of him.

Tyran'tar has posed:
    Tyran'tar turns to look to the voice and seeing the man, he just tilts his head. "I have heard of you, Czarnian. Rumor goes you wiped out your own people for nothing more then the fun of it." He says as he makes the wrapped man lift into the air and he watches the bounty hunter. "I confess I didnt think you did alive bounties. True he is worth a considerable amount dead, he is worth more alive." He says calmly. The man wrapped in chains begins to struggle against the green chains and he tries to shoot the lantern.

Lobo has posed:
    For his part, Lobo sat back and watched the lowlife scumbag attempt one last final stand, and watched the weak laster bounce off the Lantern's shield, ricochet off the blast shielding of the walls, and zap into some winged goblin creature that had previously been reveling in the chaos. The creature flew off to the side with a high pitched yelp, and Lobo's black heart grew at least a fraction of a size that day. But it wasn't enough to keep him from throwing out that hooked chain, letting it hurtle through the air before piercing through the criminal's hand. The resulting holler and the dropped blaster spoke for themselves.

    "That's right, dweeb, I figured they wuz crampin' the Main Man's style, figured if they wuzn't around I'd be's a bit mmore of a unique snowflake, ya feel me? An' I do all sortsa stuff if the pay is right, an' I sign that contract at the bottom line. An' the contract I signed makes it clear, I'm supposed ta take Quadcubes here in alive, kickin' an' screamin'. So that's what I'm gonna do if I gotta ice every last bastiche in this dump. You got a problem with that?"

Tyran'tar has posed:
    "I dont have a problem. I was trying to figure out which bounty hunter to turn him over to. I do it for the fun, not the reward." Tyran'tar says as he makes the floating man float over to Lobo and lets Lobo grab him. "So Did you really wipe out your whole race?" He asks curiously. "Its hard to believe that you would kill your own people for fun and credits. I couldnt do it." He says calmly.

Lobo has posed:
    "Well I guess that's what separates the men from the boys, ain't it?"

    The Main Man spoke almost idly as he pulled a cigar from his still intact belt, chomping it between his teeth as he grabbed the still-kicking bounty by the scruff of his neck, almost idly wrapping the man up in the chain he always had with him. He gave a snort, looking up and giving a wolfish grin and smirk as he next spoke.

    "Of course I say that, but a guy with firepower like yers, knowin' how to enjoy the finger things in life? Maybe you ain't have bad, scrot. Name's Lobo, proud family name. Next time you got somethin' that needs killin', drop me a line...an' maybe open up yer credit balance if ya want a real quick response."

Tyran'tar has posed:
    "I am Tyran'tar. I definatly will hire you if I find a need to do so." Kaydin says as he nods to the man. "I will let you get the bounty. I wager my ruler would have a job for you if you wanted to come see her. She often hires people to deal with her problems." Tyran'tar says as he begins to fly off.