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Anne’s eyes widen slightly in panic, but she’s quick to cover that by the time he’s all the way turned ‘round. She’d meant the shot to skate over, not through, the bastard! She gets her shit back together when his gun comes out. In her costume of twice-stolen raider valor, she’d hoped no one would be dumb enough to fuck with someone flying the Jolly Roger on their back, but she’d have to be naive to be caught unprepared for that.
And Anne isn’t fucking naive.
“It’s for none of yer fucking business. My own fuckin job.” He’s got a point: she’s got no more time than he does to dawdle. Maybe she could grab it off him. Probably she’d end up bit and worse, since a knife would be of no use in persuasion if a bullet wasn’t one at all. She licks chapped lips and considers her options. If this wasn’t such a personal fucking matter, she might’ve left it at just that. (Sorry, ghoul got yer package. I know, sad. ‘S’why I make everyone sign the contract relieving me of liability if the cost of retrieval is not commiserate with the payout of the job. Next!) As things stand….
“I got two thousand caps in a sack and know where t’find more.” She does and she doesn’t. “It’s a sentimental sort a’ payout, ye know how it goes.”
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The warning shot sails just over the ghoul’s right shoulder, less than a foot from his head.
Those chem-chugging fucks might not have taught Anne much in the scheme of things, but they did teach her one thing: theatrics go a long way in the Wasteland. If you act like a crazy fucking lunatic who’ll do anything to get what you want, most people would you let get whatever it is you’re after a lot easier.
She can only hope that ghouls are people, too. Otherwise she’s just wasted a bullet. Anne cocks the hammer of the gun again but doesn’t take her eyes off the ghoul who had his back to her.
“Sorry, ugly. That just so happens to be my property you’ve got there,” it isn’t, but it is what she’s come all this way to get, and in that way it is her property, “and I won’t be letting you get any further with it than that.”