“Then you’re gonna regret it.” Crux turned toward Amer, blinking. Then he forgot he was wearing his helmet. Staring it was before he looked away when Jon spoke. His partner was right. It would, in fact, be bad for business if they somehow all ended up killed because of this woman.
The hint of the silver lining on all this was that he was not staying with Casany Praxor. He hadn’t forgotten that she had taken his arm, and nothing would ever wipe that from his memory.
Still, Crux did not like that smile on Amer’s face when she responded to Jon, and so he reminded himself once more of the blaster on his hip in case he needed to shoot her. As for Ki’dut, he wished he had shot him earlier. Di’kut. Who in the galaxy cared about fire hydrants? As a cop or sergeant or whatever, that hippo was probably more used to giving people tickets for parking in front of them. Crux had gotten far too many of those, so he took it personally. He found that law stupid. In fact, he found all laws stupid.
His attention was brought back to the Badger when Amer decided that questioning the two bounty hunters about their score would be a good idea. The pay’s better than anything you’ll ever get, wench.
“What’s it to you?” He sniffed, looking at Jon. “That’s right, keep blowin’ that smoke in ‘er face.” For once he was glad to have his partner back. He wouldn’t trust him in a fight, but at least he didn’t seem to be kissing up to this rando woman like the Ranger had.
@Die Shize