[Worm]

Ino dragged on his cigarette as long as possible before he flicked it. A long, string of ash flew from it with the butt. He stomped on the ember with his leather boot. He was frustrated with missing the big Marco. But hoped that the man would return. After all, how else was the sharp shooter going to make his money? Ino held the scrap of Marco’s pant in his fist and sniffed it himself, looking around for any clues as to where he might be. Instead, he found himself in the entrance hall of the Gunslinger stadium. The wanted posters were there.

Just after Ino scanned the board, he found three posters on the ground. Two images of similar looking fellows with different hair colors. Brothers of Orovoro. He placed them in his pocket, only to stumble across Marco’s poster on the floor as well. He started to wonder how many other bounty hunters were after Marco too.

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Tennan cleaned up after the show, in fact she cleaned up to a nearly decent woman. Her dress was sleek and chic. If one were to know her on the outside, they would never assume she was an exotic dancer. Though, she did have the body to suit it. She grabbed her huff and took a long whiff of Anisum, calming her excited nerves. She was so close to her prey, she was hysterical and in ecstasy. She watched the boys with a focused mind, weaving in and out of her teetering audience. She found the shoulders of the brunette Orovoro and tapped it.