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Who: Spike Spiegel (7livesleft) and Senji Kiyomasa (delives)
What: Collecting bounties :|
Where: Near a bar, casino area
When: Not long after THIS
Wasn't this familiar. As many gripes as he had about the city, it had moments when everything felt perfectly normal. Walking past a busy street, Spike nearly forgot he wasn't in some back alley on Mars. Just another job; the only difference was that he wasn't doing it for the money. He never thought he'd start using bounty hunting as a hobby, but then he never thought he'd start to miss it. You learn something every day.
Since the murders, there hadn't been as much interest in gambling, but the bars were still getting their fair share of attention. Spike didn't know where all the people came from, or why they only seemed to be around the casino, and he wasn't asking. If it didn't make sense it was best to leave alone. Same reason he was ignoring the stray cat tailing him less than a block away. He didn't have much interest in using animals as body guards. With any luck, the thing would get caught in the crossfire before the end of the day.
By the time he reached the meeting place, the crowd had thinned. Spike took up residence on a bench just outside the bar and watched as the others pass by. All he had to go on was a police sketch and what he overheard over the network, but somehow he didn't think Senji Kiyomasa would be a hard one to spot. He wasn't exactly hiding from him, was he? Interesting guy.
Spike didn't have a plan in the strictest sense of the word. He didn't even let Jet in on what he was doing. Somehow he didn't think his partner would agree to the terms he made with Makina. That, and he didn't want to get him involved in something he didn't need to. There was probably a reason that Senji didn't seem all that worried about getting caught. He expected that Nagi would tip him off after he spoke with him, but he still didn't know much about him or the rest of his group. As much as he liked Nagi, he wasn't going to assume they were all so innocent. Going up against an escaped convict with some kind of supernatural blood powers... that was a new one for him.
Spike smirked to himself as he reached for a cigarette. He'd just have to make it up as he went along.
ooc: *SCREAMS EVERYWHERE* I'm so sorry this is late, I'll do better now. o/
What: Collecting bounties :|
Where: Near a bar, casino area
When: Not long after THIS
Wasn't this familiar. As many gripes as he had about the city, it had moments when everything felt perfectly normal. Walking past a busy street, Spike nearly forgot he wasn't in some back alley on Mars. Just another job; the only difference was that he wasn't doing it for the money. He never thought he'd start using bounty hunting as a hobby, but then he never thought he'd start to miss it. You learn something every day.
Since the murders, there hadn't been as much interest in gambling, but the bars were still getting their fair share of attention. Spike didn't know where all the people came from, or why they only seemed to be around the casino, and he wasn't asking. If it didn't make sense it was best to leave alone. Same reason he was ignoring the stray cat tailing him less than a block away. He didn't have much interest in using animals as body guards. With any luck, the thing would get caught in the crossfire before the end of the day.
By the time he reached the meeting place, the crowd had thinned. Spike took up residence on a bench just outside the bar and watched as the others pass by. All he had to go on was a police sketch and what he overheard over the network, but somehow he didn't think Senji Kiyomasa would be a hard one to spot. He wasn't exactly hiding from him, was he? Interesting guy.
Spike didn't have a plan in the strictest sense of the word. He didn't even let Jet in on what he was doing. Somehow he didn't think his partner would agree to the terms he made with Makina. That, and he didn't want to get him involved in something he didn't need to. There was probably a reason that Senji didn't seem all that worried about getting caught. He expected that Nagi would tip him off after he spoke with him, but he still didn't know much about him or the rest of his group. As much as he liked Nagi, he wasn't going to assume they were all so innocent. Going up against an escaped convict with some kind of supernatural blood powers... that was a new one for him.
Spike smirked to himself as he reached for a cigarette. He'd just have to make it up as he went along.
ooc: *SCREAMS EVERYWHERE* I'm so sorry this is late, I'll do better now. o/