@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"Don't call me that please."
"Don't call me that please."
"Hmm, well since you're never gonna see me again, how about I do anyway, Cowboy Jules?"
He sighed. "Okay-what's your name again?"
"My name is Lilith. Since you're going to be 'putting me away', you may as well know it. Let your guilt eat away at cha."
"Okay Killer Lilith." He smiled a little.
She rolled her eyes. "Stop hitting on me and just throw me in prison, jeezus."
(I gtg for a bit)
(ok Sly)
(Guess who's up in the club?)
(Ooooh it's SLYY)
She rolled her eyes. "Stop hitting on me and just throw me in prison, jeezus."
"I am not hitting on you." He huffed.
"Mhmm." She cast him a knowing look and followed him out of the portal.
He frowned. "Do you just murder for fun?"
"Well, no, I do it for certain reasons." She frowned heavily at his beaten down ship. "Good god, you'd better hope that you get enough money to get a new ship."
"I will." He smiled smugly.
"Yeah, you will. Suuure." She chuckled darkly and plopped down in the passenger's seat.
"Yes. Cus it's 20 million bucks."
"Mhm… Did you read the fine print, Mr. Cowboy?"
"…..What fine print?" He blinked. "It was a wanted poster."
"Oh, they explained it to me, I think I have it here." She rummaged around in her high laced boots and pulled out a paper. "Ah, 20 million promised to whom who catches, and if they are in the fighting force (the police), they will be forced to travel around with her, because she seems undeterred by prison." She gave a tinkly giggle.
"I'm not in the fighting force though…."
"You have the sticker on the side of your ship."
"Perhaps. Also, why do you have that in your boot?"
"Oh, I keep it around." She neatly folded it up and put it back. "So bring me to the court, get your money, and we'll go check out your probably just as pathetic home, eh?"
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