Raye spent a few nights wandering Stars End before she started her mission. Life was getting boring, stale; sure she liked Chuckie, loved him even, but he was busy helping Rory with the house and she was getting restless. She needed to act. To move. Her body was made for motion, excitement and fighting. Sure, Raye had tried other lives.. the mom life, the girlfriend life; but none of them worked for her. She was a predator by nature and it had been too many years.
Her third night in Stars End she stopped into a bar. Blaster holstered on the outside of her pants, she sat at a stool for almost three hours before someone finally approached her.
"Raye Howard, I presume?" He was tall, dark, not so handsome. A black leather coat covered all of him save a scarred up excuse for a face. His smile was frightening as it exposed black and rotting teeth. Raye, however, knew what she had to do. Her face lit up, green eyes glowing as she turned to face the monster.
"The one and only." A gloved hand pushed her drink away from her, just a little and she gestured for him to have a seat beside her. "That's not common knowledge around these parts, you know."
The man leaned in and grabbed her drink, lifting it to drain whatever whiskey was left. As he turned he placed an envelope on the bar next to her. "Let me know if you're game." Hulking steps carried him away, past her and out the door. Raye followed him with her eyes, watching him go. She kept her eyes on the door a few long moments before opening the envelope.
Inside there was a picture. Simple as that. She recognized him. A major player out here... could run the place in a few years if he played his cards right. Well, well, well... not anymore. Eyes scanned blue prints, directions, times and tips. It was all shoved back into the envelope as a grin crept up over her face. A few coins were dropped on the bar as she ambled away. This was going to be interesting.
Her third night in Stars End she stopped into a bar. Blaster holstered on the outside of her pants, she sat at a stool for almost three hours before someone finally approached her.
"Raye Howard, I presume?" He was tall, dark, not so handsome. A black leather coat covered all of him save a scarred up excuse for a face. His smile was frightening as it exposed black and rotting teeth. Raye, however, knew what she had to do. Her face lit up, green eyes glowing as she turned to face the monster.
"The one and only." A gloved hand pushed her drink away from her, just a little and she gestured for him to have a seat beside her. "That's not common knowledge around these parts, you know."
The man leaned in and grabbed her drink, lifting it to drain whatever whiskey was left. As he turned he placed an envelope on the bar next to her. "Let me know if you're game." Hulking steps carried him away, past her and out the door. Raye followed him with her eyes, watching him go. She kept her eyes on the door a few long moments before opening the envelope.
Inside there was a picture. Simple as that. She recognized him. A major player out here... could run the place in a few years if he played his cards right. Well, well, well... not anymore. Eyes scanned blue prints, directions, times and tips. It was all shoved back into the envelope as a grin crept up over her face. A few coins were dropped on the bar as she ambled away. This was going to be interesting.