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Re: Penny Lane
« Reply #15 on Jan 28, 2005, 5:55pm »

"Look, Antonio," the words dissolved on a sharp draft wind together with the weightless plume of gun smoke, "Poor child. So young, so gentle." Poor child… I'm so afraid.

Alone. Everybody dies alone.

Shuddering on the floor of a corny old-England pub, staring helplessly in between aged ceiling beams, Raji the Snowflake lay wild with fear.
She stopped shaking. Her body has gone numb, the pain still present, but she couldn't care less. In a moment it would all end in a muzzle flash of a black Beretta. She couldn't even close her eyes. Fuck!

Suddenly a stinging under the chin – nerve-endings haven't fully recovered yet. It took Kami a long moment to realize that someone was checking her pulse. Not treading with a muddy boot on her throat, but making sure she's alive. A woman's face.
And then it happened. Raji could clearly see the thug approach and smack the woman over with the grip of his Beretta. Her hand brushed against Raji's face, rolling her head over to one side. A shot rang out.

This ain't over. Raji's fingers twitched and tightened into a fist. Six feet away lay the stiffening corpse of her alleged executioner. A futile attempt to lift her head – then another one. I ain't dead yet. I ain't dead yet. I ain't dead yet…

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Re: Penny Lane
« Reply #16 on Jan 31, 2005, 4:51pm »

A battered nickel rolled down the slot, sending the lights on the machine's face into a cadenced dance. The lever plunged.
A stocky young man peeped out of the men's room door. The games room at the back of "Penny Lane" was occupied by a single person. "Damn, did you just hear a shot fired?" A silence fell while the stranger fed another coin to the machine and pulled the handle. "You sure that's what it was?" – his speech was slow and distinctly ill-paced, like that of a man speaking in a foreign language. The young man frowned and stepped into the open: "Bet on it. I serve in the Regiment – you sure can count on me to know a gun shot when I hear one."
The dancing lights, reflected in the stranger's simple round shades (*think John Lennon), seemed to mock the player, falling one yellow star short from the jackpot. A handful of coins dropped out of the machine. All of the sudden, another shot rumbled through the room. The young soldier jerked away. The man at the slot-machines, on the other hand, confined his reaction to a lazy turn of the head towards the door.
"There it is again!" cried the soldier. He turned to storm into the pub, but long thin fingers firmly squeezed his shoulder. The stranger was looking down at him through his impenetrable shades. "Give me your hand," ordered the man. Apprehensively the young man lifted his palm, and the stranger poured the coins he just won into it. "Do me a favor, won't you. Keep my seat worm for me for a little while. I've had a streak of bad luck all day," he smiled, showing off strong yellow teeth, "And I've got the feeling it's right about to change."

"Well done." CLICK.

The Colt felt heavy like a two-handed sword in Raji's left hand. With her right arm hanging loosely to her side, she pressed the tip of the gun slightly at the back of the girl's head. "Well done. Y'do have a way round these knives of yours, you do. Good thing you carry 'em 'round. Though… not so good for 'im, I guess."
Raji scanned the pub with a quick glance. "Don't think I'm ungrateful or somethin'. You saved me life," she sneered, "You're not the first bounty-hunter to make that mistake."

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Re: Penny Lane
« Reply #17 on Feb 8, 2005, 3:34pm »

“Is it’s the thug? He should be dead. Was his gun jammed or empty?” These where only a few of the thoughts that crossed Elli’s mind after she realized the slightly warm object against the back of her head was the barrel of a gun. However the question of who had the gun to her head didn’t last long.

"Well done. Y'do have a way round these knives of yours, you do. Good thing you carry 'em 'round. Though… not so good for 'im, I guess."

“The woman in the coat? But why?” Elli couldn’t help but feel somewhat betrayed. Moments ago she had checked to make sure the woman was still alive and now this very same person held Elli’s own life in her hands. “Note to self: If I get through this, I should learn to mind my own damn business.”

"Don't think I'm ungrateful or somethin'. You saved me life" The woman said.

This only further confused Elli. After all, the woman was thanking her while holding a gun to her head. "If this issue is simply pride I can talk my way out of this.” But her thoughts where cut short as the woman continued to speak.

"You're not the first bounty-hunter to make that mistake."

Someone could’ve knocked Elli over with a feather at that moment. “Me a bounty hunter.” Elli smiled at the idea. She had a quick vision of herself standing on top of a bunch of people dressed in wild west clothing before snapping back to reality.

“Do you truly think a bounty hunter would waste the time slashing both of a bounties wrists when they could have simply stabbed the person and moved to the next attacker?” Elli turned her head toward the body of her first vicim. “After all that person could have been worth a pretty penny alive.”

“I'm sorry if I interfered with your work but I'm sure you will be happy to know i'm not out for what ever stupid bounty might be on your head.” Elli slowly put the dagger down on the floor of the bar hoping to further signify her want for this confrontation to end in peace, her gesture seemed to work as the pressure against the back of her head eased up a little.

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Re: Penny Lane
« Reply #18 on Feb 13, 2005, 2:03pm »

“I'm sorry if I interfered with your work but I'm sure you will be happy to know I'm not out for what ever stupid bounty might be on your head.”

An arrogant little thing, thought Raji. All of the sudden she felt really tired, as if the whole world weighed down upon her shoulders.
In the silence that lay over the pub voiced the murmur of icy water falling – drop by drop – into a puddle under the bar. Shards of broken glass cracked softly under Raji's feet. Better get this over with. Her finger gently hugged the trigger.

A joyful grin cracked open the shadows in the back of the pub. Ping… Ping… A small object bounced by Raji's foot clanging on the wooden floor. Ping… Her eyes widened… Ping… A tiny test-tube rolled among the sparkling bits of razor sharp glass on the wooden floor.

She turned like the wind, managing two insanely fast shots, but hitting nothing but air. "Gah!…" his long fingers closed like a pair of vice on her throat, hurling her to the hard surface of a nearby table, squeezing the life out of her with an inhuman, throbbing force.
His pale face turned towards the second girl, and for a moment Raji could see her, reflected in the depth of his googly shades. "Hello, pretty bird…" uttered the man.
His hand lifted to the sunglasses and lowered them to the tip of his long nose. A pair of painfully widened, bloodshot eyes bore into the girl with sick excitement.

"I'm Simon."

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