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Post by Cate Baxter on Apr 29, 2014 21:34:50 GMT -5
Cate gave a sigh of relief that Finn seemed unharmed, "Good. Good." She muttered, stepping back to give him space now that the attention of the cops was being called to him. Her hand reached down idly to where the pistol still sat on her hip, in retrospect that might have done more to help Finn, but she'd honestly forgotten about it in the heat of the moment.
"So that means we're done, right?" She asked, looking back to the rest of the crew. "Ain't nothin' else left t' do with this vermin? Justice is done an' he'll be locked up behind bars for the rest of his scummy life?" The adrenaline was fast fading and her leg wasn't the only thing that was starting to throb. It'd been like punching a starship.
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Post by The Tired God on Apr 29, 2014 22:53:43 GMT -5
The sergeant gave Finn a rough pat on the shoulder. "You did good, son. You all did, in fact. Scum like Anders here don't deserve to get away with what they do," he grumbled, as if people like Anders were aplenty and they all hoodwinked the law and helpless mercenaries all the time. "Like we agreed with Finch, a sum of credits is being transferred over to the captain's account for the bounty, so since you're active captain, the cash is yours to do with as you please," he grunted, holding out a small device, used for swiping cards to transfer sums instantly from account to account.
"You've done a lot of good people a service, one we won't soon forget."
JOB COMPLETE
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