Casual RP 4: Actual Bounty Hunting!
 

New thread. We're on the ship. Tenjin and Tor haven't come up to the ship yet. Please begin.

She looked at the dog and smiled. "He's soooo cute. Taeth, isn't he just sooo cute. I want a dog like that." She moved over to the dog and started to pet him.

Draco was kind of surprised by the way she wasn't at all scared of him. Most people had backed off from the very vicious-looking dog. Then he remembered that he didn't even know their names. "Uuuuhhhh.... you two still haven't told me your names...," he remarked kind of strangely.

He smiled and crouched down next to Feyral and looked at the Rotweiler. "Yeah, he's kinda cute now that you mention it." He said, scratching it on the head.

He looked up at Draco. "My name is Taeth'run and my friends name is Feyral."

"OK" he replied. He picked up the remote next to him and turned on the TV. A channel that showed recent bounty heads popped up. He scanned to see if there was anything interesting, but didn't find anything and changed the channel.

"So if we were to join up with you we'd assume equal shares of the bounty am I right?" Taeth said to Draco. "Or at least shares based on contribution." He said. In the back of his head the doubts about that tatoo rose again but he quickly shunted them to the side.

"Nope," he said, not looking away from the TV ",you choose your own job for where we currently are and share the money with anyone who you're working with." This was a seemingly fair concept in Draco's and he didn't think they would find it that bad either.

"Ah, a fair enough bargain my friend. I believe that my compatriots might be amenable to such if you would come to the bar and explain the deal to them." He said in an even tone.

"Fine. I could use a drink anyway. Let's just hope those two have calmed down alittle since we last saw them." He switched off the TV and began to walk out of the ship, grabbing a pair of fingerless gloves along the way and putting them on.

Taeth followed Draco in deep thought. could he know something about my past? That's impossible, no one has known so far. Why should he be any different? But still that tatoo... It's familiar. He continued along with his thoughts, staring off into the distance.