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Émilienne placed her hands on her hips and watched her partner curiously. She wasn't sure what exactly Arla was doing but assumed she was fetching the answer to the question. Emi felt rather jealous in a way how useful the force can be. It would make her job as a freelancer much more easier if...

Émilienne peered down her scope frantically searching through the trees, waiting for their foe to expose themselves. The first few gunshots weren't spotted, Emi kept looking until she finally spotted the final muzzle flash of a slug thrower sticking over a rock. Within her sights was a human...

Emi stretched her neck out attempting to peer over the stone which covered most of the Nautolan. With an accurate enough shot she could blast her foot, but that would reveal her position to the slugthrower. She reached into her coat once more to pull out a grenade. A specialized one manufactured...

Émilienne was hardly satisfied with the answer given, and things became more mysterious as the Nautolan increased her pace. As they entered the forest, she kept her hands on her blaster pistol in case something were to happen, and so it did. She could hear the zip of a bullet as it sped past...

Émilienne caught the subtly glance from Arla but didn't know what to make of it. That is until the next words that came out of the Nautolan's mouth. It implied that she knew where the creature was specifically. She looked back at her partner and nodded. Assuming this women was being controlled...

Eyes widened as a green haze emitted from the staff which then materialized into a barrier. So it's more than just a stick... she thought, but it was cut hastily by the sudden burst of energy sending Arla and the Gorocco away. Émilienne focused her aim on the beast. It was rolling around too...

Mixed-feelings were felt upon knowing her partner was a Nightsister. Émilienne didn't have any personal encounters with them, but has heard and read many stories about them. Supposedly long ago, a handful of hunters believed the sisters to also be supernatural creatures and made it their goal to...

Émilienne stopped in her tracks hearing the commotion from below. She stepped near the edge of the building and peered down to see a whole platoon of men around the building. She reached into her coat pocket to pull out two stun gas grenades, tossing one of them to the other bounty hunter...

Émilienne looked down at the dog, avoiding it's eyes as to not make it seem she was challenging it. She always wanted a pet of her own but a pet useful enough for her would be hard t come by and difficult to take care of. She looked back at Arla to respond "The Jundwoo forest as the locals...

It had been quite some time since Émilienne was called upon to handle the supernatural. These creatures of phenomena just weren't as common anymore within the ever-expanding galaxy. Fortunately for her, signing up for Apex made it easier for her to find these jobs. Before going on the mission...

Émilienne got out of her driver seat and made her way towards one of the side doors of the transport which was within the storeroom. She paused, trying to come up with a new plan on the spot. Stepping out would get her gunned down immediately, and she didn't have a gadget that could help her out...

Émilienne grunted as the stranger caught up to her quickly. "Listen pal if you're going to be a sore-loser over this bounty then I'll have to take care of you too. Even if you took this, my employer will believe me sooner than you. Take it up with her. Stay in line and maybe I'll think about...

A few more guards left the outpost to help fire at the three youths but their attempts were futile. Eventually a senior ranking individual would yell at them to halt their fire in fear they would hit a civilian. The commotion wasn't enough to draw out the captain. With the New Republic's...

Émilienne turned around to see the other hunter at the end of the alleyway, demanding the bounty. She huffed and raised her blaster "Don't make this difficult mate." In the distance she could hear quite a few footsteps and some voices. "Where did they go!?" "I think they're over here!" "Let's...

After a few minutes of waiting, the first step of Émilienne's plan arrived. A K790-S80 troop transport dragged it's way down the wide dirt path. There were many openings within the transport, allowing easy access for anyone able to get close enough. Typically that would be impossible, since the...

As Émilienne began squeezing the trigger on her blaster, a customer stepped right in front of her line of sight, causing her to ease up. The hunter stood up and turned towards the masked stranger flaunting his blaster around "Hey numb nuts are you trying to let him get away?!" she exclaimed...

Émi witnessed the stranger that called out from before leaping onto the rooftops and toward the target effortless. "Bloody hell who is this guy?" She started to use every ounce of energy she could muster to sprint even faster to catch up. She noticed the twi'lek heading into a restaurant, and...

As the chase continued, someone's voice rang out from a distance. "Was he yelling at me or the twi'lek?" Émilienne asked herself before bringing her focus on the target ahead of her. Reaching into her coat pocket she pulled out one of her vibro repulser blades and hurled it towards her target...

She gasped for air, heart pounding furiously with each step. The cold and polluted air burned the back of her throat. With each step she took a puddle of water splashed up. It was difficult to maneuver but she had to continue. Émilienne's target was just ahead of her, slipping and sliding...

It was pretty ballsy to place a hit on a navy captain but even ballsier to take it. Émi supposed a lot of things had changed since the past. The New Republic disbanded, leaving both its people, navy, and army left to wander. "Must've been waiting for the right time to place this one," she said...