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Bayou Blues (cont'd)
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The bright white light of this place blinded the Hunter. She raised her arm to shield her eyes from the light, even though everything seemed to reflect the glow. Her natural instincts yelled at her to take in her surroundings but there was literally nothing to take in. However, this seemed to be the hub of all traffic. Many different people were gathered around here, wandering about. While she tried to avoid eye contact with many of the folk around here, Junior loved making friends. Once she had picked a direction, Junior walked up to every Joe Blow and Mary Sue begging to be pet.

Each of the people Junior stopped would ask how old he was and what’s his name. However, The Hunter would blow them off and ignore them, brushing past them and expecting Junior to follow along. While this earned her many dirty looks, she hasn’t been used to anything different. As she continued along her path, a giant arch emerged from the horizon. She walked closer to see that the arch was made from smooth metal, unlike anything she had ever seen. Guarding the gate were two men in white full bodied armor. Their unmoving gaze disturbed her and she had half a mind to turn and leave this place, but really where else did she have to go? Collecting her composure, she strolled confidently towards this building, looking back occasionally to see if Junior was still behind her. Though the guards continued to inspect her as she moved along, they said nothing. The archway had a blue shimmering liquid that filled in the arch. Extending a hand, she just wanted to feel the cool liquid on her skin-----

She was gone. One of the stormtroopers chuckled and turned to the other. “Freshies are so stupid.”
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She felt weightless for a brief second as she was submerged in a thick blackness unlike anything she had ever seen. Suddenly she emerged from the portal, her initial reaction had her jaw hit the floor. Though she knew that she had traveled from the past, the assortment of flying vehicles and buildings that rivaled the clouds astonished her. She shook her head, trying to make sure she wasn’t in some dream world. Junior matched her excitement with frantic yips and pounced on her foot. As she kneeled over to reassure her corgi, she never took off her eyes from the beautiful landscape and marvelous skyline.

Finally getting rid of the starstruck look in her eyes, she clicked her tongue, beckoning Junior to follow. The bustling streets were packed with people who did not care who she was, even though she clearly stuck out like a sore thumb. She weaved through the crowd, with each an every person a clearly different race or species, not that it bothered her. She walked with purpose, even though she had no idea what she was looking for. Maybe someone needed a gun for hire?

A small explosion shook the street, causing many of the guards clad in white armor to perk their heads towards the noise. While many of the guards returned to their patrol, one squad drew out their guns and went to investigate the commotion. Just as they passed by, Hunter could hear their comms, “This is Squad 253 requesting backup near Bucketheads, we have a Trooper down. I repeat a trooper is down. Three primes have gone rogue.”
“Roger that,” she heard one of them exclaim. Trying not to be too overly obvious, she put the yellow cloak over her head and trailed the troopers to the location. The street they had moved to was a lot less busy, most likely due to the disturbance. The stormtroopers set up a ambush point outside the alleyway, luckily they hadn’t noticed her not far behind them.

“Where to?” She heard an unfamiliar voice say before the filtered voices of the guards spoke up.

“You are all under arrest for the suspicion of harming an officer of the Empire and resisting arrest.”

One of the men threw his hands down in anger, “Of fucking course we are.” The trio didn’t look like they belonged in this ‘pristine world’. It was possible they knew some connections that could land the Hunter a job. Taking out her crossbow, she aimed down the sites on the trooper that was speaking. Lightly pressing the trigger, the bolt whizzed through the air before piercing into the troopers back. The soldier groaned and leaned against the wall, leaving a blood trail as he descended to the floor. The other stormtroopers panicked and turned to meet their adversary, leaving time for the trio of primes to get their own weapons ready. The Hunter quickly put the crossbow over her shoulder and reached for her revolver. Red blaster bolts flew by her face as she ducked into another alley for protection. She quickly ran out from cover to unload her revolver but had seen that the rest of the troops had been incapacitated by the primes.

“With her I guess,” she heard the girl speak.

“Don’t look at me, I have no fucking clue where I’m going.”

“Yip yip!”


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Bayou Blues (cont'd) - by Gambit - 06-18-2018, 12:03 PM

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