The Living Illusion : A Missing Child Case For The BHG. (invite/ask)

[Thecomicbookbroad]

BelleBlair watched the door as it closed and sat.

She was quiet a long time.

Kimber came to her side, she looked up, ducking to meet her aunt's lowered gaze and said shyly:

“Auntie Blair…I think we have more time now…”

She smiled shutting her eyes. She hastily wiped the beginnings of tears before they could form.


“I was born on Ryloth,” She began. “And I had a Mother who was very beautiful….”




“….and I made her a promise.”

 

[T.J]

Ares exited the medical bay looking slightly more machine like, it had been a couple hours since he had entered the medical bay. He had a breathing mask that was pumping pure oxygen into his lungs until his damaged one healed, several bandages almost completely soaked with bacta wrapped tightly around his upper torso. The mask was hooked up to a small tank roughly the size of a blaster rifle the held in his left hand. His right was in a makeshift sling to keep from tearing his muscles further.

The rythic metal on metal clanking was again heard as Ares walked, he had some renewed pep in his step, havig put 3 or 4 stimpacks inot his thigh before exiting the med bay. Ares stopped a few feet from Shawn, looking at his shoulder as he spoke. "How you holdin up mate? That scratch of your healin?" His voice slightly muffled by the breathing mask. The bounty hunter gestured to the door behind Shawn with the oxygen tank. "How they holdin up? I think I should speak to BelleBlair before they go on their way." With that said he stepped past Shawn and knocked on the metal door with his knuckles.

 

[Arm514ve]

“I’m holding up fine this is nothing, compared to what happened to you, are you doing ok?” Then Shawn put his hand in front of Ares to stop him real quick. “I’m sorry, it’s my fault you were shot I even mentioned it at the same time that bitch shot you, I should have spotted her.”

 

[T.J]

"Im fine, the bacta's doing its job nicely. But Shawn, it want your fault. If its anybodies it mine, I'm so used to being in my armor that snipers are no longer a full threat. I endangered all of us because I let my guard down. Better me than you anyway."

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

BelleBlair stood and answered the door, pulling it open a crack and looking over joyed when she saw who was before her.

"Ares!" she exclaimed, she embraced him gingerly. The crush of her body lightly pushing against his frame.

"I'm so glad..." She touched her heart with relief then looked past him at the younger red head.

"And Shawn! I owe you two a great deal."

Kimber came to her hip, pushing her way forward and also giving her thanks.

"I want to thank you for putting your life on line for us. If there is anything I can ever do for you, don't hesitate to ask. You are very brave men.”

 

[Arm514ve]

"No thanks needed I was happy to help, and sorry for earlier at the run down hotel, now if you excuse me I better go finish patching myself." Shawn said as he took his leave trying to keep looking happy even though he still blamed himself for Ares getting wounded. Stopeing once to see if Ares was still standing befor continueing on down the hall.

 

[T.J]

"Its my job ma'm. I got your niece back safely and got to kill the one responsible. Thats payment enough for me." Ares paused for a moment, testing out his damaged lung to see if the bacta had taken effect. "Anyway, your free to stay here as long as you like, and leave whenever your ready. If you will excuse me, I think I might need to go take a quick lie down." With that said Ares turned to leave, his destination was not a room on the Jericho, but his own ship, docked in the Jericho's hanger. It was his sanctuary, and the only place he felt truly safe. After he recuperated a little more, he would head back to his safehouse and retrieve the last bits of his armor.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

“Shawn” BelleBlair called.

She went to his side and handed him a box.

“Make sure he gets this.” She said, she held his hands and tilted her head, again with her lop sided smile.

Inside was double the credits.

“I hope we meet again.” She said.

“Under better circumstances.”

And with that she left.




It was both a great comfort and grievance men like themselves existed.
They had the brutal arts and abilities to tear lives asunder and punish whom they saw fit.
Like animals in humanoid skin they sought bloodshed.

However,

One can only walk amongst monster so long before they get their scent…
And if a wolf must remain amongst the sheep- or so BelleBlair thought as Kimber’s parents arrived and took her in their arms with tears streaming their faces-


…Why not have it be a cannibal?












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