[Penny ✾]

Another mission to Tokyo Bay and another, unfortunate interaction with Lonewolf. Penny wasn’t sure what she had done wrong in life to deserve the ire of the gods, but unless they sought karmic retribution against Rav, she would not seek penance. If they could stand by as they broke the heart of a sweet, innocent woman, then they were no gods of hers. The law didn’t prove too useful either.

Determined to take things into her own hands, she concocted a plan. Lonewolf was a desperate, lonely man who projected that insecurity to the world. If he wanted the love and affection she secretly yearned for, she’d give it — at a cost.

Any and all dates (hopefully just one) would be done in front of Rav. He needs to know that he’s replaceable. Her heart was still broken, and she’d never love again, but he could never know that.

“Since we’re stuck working together,” Penny said. “How about a wager?”

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lonewolf

[lonewolf]

Mark had many titles, and one of many he ended up leaving behind in the States was "Ladykiller".

In the two and a half years he had been in Japan, he brought with him an exotic appeal. Unfortunately, despite the local women meeting his tastes, he seemed to lack a lot of luck in the hookup scene. Most of it Mark chalked up to cultural differences, which if he was being honest suited him just fine. He wasn't here to lay pipe, or even teach for that matter. He had a job to do, and any fun he managed to have on the side was icing on the cake.

Penny, as attractive as she was, did not appeal to Mark in any meaningful way. Was he going to flirt with her? Absolutely. But it was less out of a desire to see her with less on, and more of a way to entertain himself.

The patrol so far was going without a hitch. The smell of rotting fish was something he could do without, but based on their route it couldn't be helped. He would be chewing on a toothpick when the question was posed, and he offered a shrug in response. "Anything for you, beautiful," he says, his eyes everywhere but looking at her. His head was on a swivel in an attempt to pick up any dangerous game, though if something menacing ever sprang out from the ocean he wasn't sure what he was going to do.

Penny ✾

[Penny ✾]

Penny rolled her eyes.

She knew she was beautiful, so being reminded by a hack who was used to using his limited charm on Texan 10’s — who would have loved a guy like him giving them attention — only served to remind her of the gaping hole in her life left by Rav. There was no other like him. They were two of a kind. And now they were two, separate ‘one of a kind’s. Unfortunately, without her by his side, Rav would have lost all his status and fallen down the ranks as the loser playboy he was. He may have had the money but Penny had all the class.

“We’re obviously into other people.” She paused. “Well, I assume you’re into someone. And it’s definitely not me.” The water stirred. “Whoever kills the most fish gets to make our other person jealous.” She says. “And pays for the date, too!”

God forbid Penny paid for anything. She could not afford it.

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lonewolf

[lonewolf]

"Oh, don't be so sure," he says, seeing the water beginning to behave in a way that he really didn't like. This was a great point in time where he wished he had a stick of dynamite he could just chuck into the water, not only would he be heralded but so many people could use the seafood in so many dishes.

He drew The Carry from its holster, not bothering to check what was in the chamber; he knew that it was the electro rounds. He hoped that whatever sprang forth would be affected by them. "So if I understand this correctly, if you kill more monsters than me, I get a free meal. Is that what I'm hearing?" He had a funny way of translating other people's thoughts. On the flip side, if she was trying to make someone jealous then was it really a good idea to accept any public outing with her?

"Only if it's hibachi." Without a second thought, and not accepting the wager, he'd aim at the first thing that looked threatening and fired.

Penny ✾

[Penny ✾]

“No, that’s stupid. You’re stupid.” Lonewolf completely missed the point. While, yes, she planned to use him for a free meal on the off chance that she lost the competition, they couldn’t make requests as to where the meal is. It was something she expected to backfire, but was worth the risk considering how dumb he was.

“How can I guarantee that Rav’s gonna eat hibachi, you fucking moron? The reason the winner pays is because the loser doesn’t get a choice in where they’re being dragged. It’s to make things a little more fair.” She keeps going. “More fair to you, loser. Dumb loser.”

Somehow, she still isn’t done. But the choice is taken out of her hands when three giant fish with human arms and legs come charging out of the water. It didn’t seem like too many of them were around today, which meant the first one to kill two would be victorious.

Splat.

One down. Atop it is a giant rock that Penny had tossed. But when she had tossed it, it was nothing more than a pebble being lobbed in their direction. There were two left to kill…

Penny grabbed a seashell.

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lonewolf

[lonewolf]

"Uh huh. I don't think you understand how bets work." The two other fish-men would immediately get lit up with a series of shots from his weapon as they approached, each one shaking violently as their skin conducted the electricity with ease. "See, if you wanted to keep this as a friendly competition, it should be, 'Loser has to take winner out to eat'. Not...whatever the hell you just suggested."

Four rounds, not bad. But another two were starting to emerge from the sea, and he wasn't sure if his initial volley had permanently taken out the two Penny didn't kill. "But you should really work on that whole politeness thing, young lady, else there will be no dessert for you."

He swapped the Carry into his left hand, drawing the big iron from his jacket as he cocked back the hammer and and granted one of the new fishmen the gift of God's caliber, emptying the rest of Carry into the second.

Penny ✾

[Penny ✾]

He didn’t get it. He never will.

Lonewolf’s tiny, little brain didn’t have enough space in it for reason or logic. It was filled to the brim with stupid quips, sarcasm, and an endless amount of painfully dull gun facts he collected over his years on the internet — no doubt posting on forums and enabling future mass murderers with his deranged fantasies. Somehow, he’s the one who made it. And by ‘made it,’ Penny means half-assing his way through a hero career for no good reason other than stroking his drooping, wrinkly ego.

The trigger-happy bastard emptied his magazine into another fish. They pierced the outer shell and punctured the tender, pulsing flesh inside. Viscera, blood, guts, it was a goddamn sushi shack with the way the thing littered the floor. And although it wasn’t dead yet, it would be in a few moments.

Unless…

See, this was a competition. The rules were clear: kill two of the sea monsters in front of them. Almost killing one was a beautiful sentiment that spoke to grandiose concepts such as teamwork and collaboration but ultimately netted nothing on the scoreboard.

Another pebble finds itself above the creature, turning into a boulder as it crushes its body, flattening whatever managed to stay underneath — the rest making a quick escape, splattering across the sand. If anything, Penny made this a draw. But if Lonewolf was a man of honor… lmao as if. She knew better than to expect him to pay out.

“Fine,” She says. “Take me out to eat. I choose when and where.”

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lonewolf

[lonewolf]

He looked at the smooshed remains of the fish he had stunned, glancing over at her with a raised eyebrow. "Well, ain't you demandin',~" he says, injecting more of his drawl as he gives her a flirtatious smirk has he moved the guns between his hands again, though the Carry would be holstered. With no other creatures running out from the sea it stood to reason that they were in the clear for the time being. But there was just one thing that Penny was not realizing.

"You know, you're right. A bet's a bet. I accept the terms of the bet." The Wayward Son made it back into his right hand, but instead of holstering it he drew back the hammer, lining up a shot on one of the fishmen he had stunned. "Word of advice, though. Never count your chickens before they hatch." His expression changed as he pulled the trigger, putting the first fish down as the effects of the stun bullet wore off. It would be here that Penny would see the second one beginning to recover, getting on it's knees. "And more importantly, keep your head in the game."

A second shot, another chunk of hot lead speeding towards its target before passing through the head space, ending it's life. Mark wore a grim expression as he brought the muzzle up and blew what little smoke out, looking back over at Penny. "We're professionals. Let's act like it, hm?"

He stowed the weapon away back into its jacket holster, and the moment he did he seemed to return to his playful nature. "Go ahead and call in the cleanup crew. I'm busy this week, so let's shoot for that little grill place in Shibuya on Saturday, seven o'clock. Think I can clear all my business before then!"

Penny ✾

[Penny ✾]

God, he was ugly.

Not his looks. Those were passable if you were interested in hill folk or greasy Americans who were more interested in their guns than their hygiene. But every facet of his personality, the unearned arrogance, narcissism, and the love of their own voice was downright grating. Worst of all, he was an American with guns that didn’t kill — if they had those, then why were there so many shootings in the States?

But she was still in the lead, even with his fancy little gadgets. That was until he shot at two fishmen that had popped out of the water in the middle of her explaining the rules.

“That’s not fair!” Penny slammed her foot down. She rolled up her pants and stomped her way to the ocean. “Come on out you stupid fish.”

Nothing.

Penny kicks the water, getting herself wet as her ankle catches on seaweed. She’s drenched up to her knees. Penny picks up a shell and tosses it into the water. It’s huge as it falls in as she turns around with narrow eyes and a demented smile.

“Did you see?” She starts cackling. “I killed twenty of them. TWENTY!”

Not a drop of blood reaches the surface.

Her hands cover her eyes. She can’t bear the embarrassment. She refuses to turn back to him as she pulls out her phone.

“I’ll see you Saturday,” She dials the phone. They answer. “Bring in the cleanup crew.”

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lonewolf

[Fanthes]

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✓ Just a friendly competition on a date, or is it?! [break][break]

+ 75 TOKENS!

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Lone Wolf - 150 // 225[break]
Penny - 0 // 75

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Tag: Penny ✾, lonewolf

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