Jack Baker

@Driz Raze, breathing a bit heavily, looked at Trinket, as she tried to help him up. He didn't really need it, but let her anyway, and he got up on his feet, still gripping the wound. The pain was somewhat much, but he had been through worse, and his breathing slowly became normal. He sighed. "No... no wait," he said to Trinket. "We might as well turn him in now... you and I already got shot; it'd be a waste to just leave him here." @Orange Sparks He turned to Clockwork. "Call the ISSP, and tell them we have Black Gambit in our custody." He turned to Trinket again. Seeing her in almost in tears made him feel bad, to say the least. He approached her slowly. "Hey... don't go crying on me, hear?" he said softly. "I'll be fine, I promise... see?" He tried to smile for her.

@@Hazard Time,@@Orange Sparks, @@Commander Tangent, @@Driz, As Black Gambit laid there on the concrete, he felt the Red-Eye begin to wear off. Suddenly, he found him self unable to breathe; the huge amount of energy he had exerted had finally caught up to him, an after-effect of the drug. Being as heavy as he looked - and was - he couldn't handle it. However, he saw that both Raze and Clockwork's backs were turned towards him. He stared at Clockwork, recalling the stuff he had said. He didn't remember doing the things he had said; then again, he had double crossed and killed a bunch of people before. But still... he wanted to shoot this bastard for intervening and making things worse. In his coat pocket, he carried a 9mm pistol. Slowly, he reached for it, then yanked it out, aiming for Clockwork's head... -------------------------------- Raze sighed. "You're getting a deduction from your cut for not following orders..." he told Clockwork. "Be thankful I didn't take away the whole thing, or worse, actually fire y--" He heard rustling coming from where Black Gambit was. Turning around, he saw Gambit had a pistol aimed for Clockwork. With only a split second to react, he pushed Clockwork out of the way before Gambit pulled the trigger, hitting Raze in the shoulder. "Agh!" Raze cried out, before falling flat on his butt, gripping his shoulder in pain.

@@Orange Sparks, Black Gambit, hearing the shots, tried to move out of the way, but one of them grazed his leg. He grunted in pain, the burning sensation somewhat mitigated by the Red-Eye's enhancements. Nevertheless, it still hurt a lot, and he knelt down on one knee, giving enough time for Raze to knee him in his stomach, knocking him flat on the ground. He turned to Clockwork, visibly angry. "IDIOT!!!" he shouted at him, taking the gun out of his hands. "I said don't shoot him!!! You wanna lose the bounty or something, huh?!"

So in that case, yeah, we'll make it 9mm. Also... @@Commander Tangent, @@Orange Sparks, @@Hazard Time, You have my permission to write that the goons retreated. I'd do it, but I'm not feeling up to it today. Still, I don't want that to keep people behind on the RP.

Depends, was she shot with a pistol or machine gun? And bandages would probably be better.

I mean, couldn't you just limp out of the cockpit or something? Morphine does kill pain pretty good.

@@Driz, Raze looked at Trinket and smiled, relieved to know she would be okay for now. "You got it," he said to her, hopping off the cockpit and walking forward towards Gambit's location... ----------------------------------------------------- "Why have we stopped?!" Gambit yelled at the driver. "Well, sir, there's... a ship blocking the way..." He grit his teeth and gripped his head, his anger beginning to build up again. Looking out, he saw Raze approaching them. "Is that the bounty hunter?" he asked aloud, to which no one could respond. He turned towards his two bodyguards. "Kill him!" he said to both of them. ----------------------------------------------------- They both got out of the car, aiming their machine guns at Raze, but before they could fire at him, Raze had drawn his Beretta and taken them both out with a few shots to the chest. As they bled out on the road, he stepped over them and looked in the passenger seat window, where his target was sitting, looking at him with fearful eyes hiding behind his shades. Raze gave him a smug grin, before motioning for him to get out of the car. Gambit looked at the other man in the car, the one carrying the Red-Eye case, and they both got out. "Black Gambit, I presume?" Raze said to him, still grinning smugly. "Do you know why I'm here?" Gambit, still slightly afraid, sighed. "Yes... yes, I do. And that's exactly why I'm offering to make you a deal..." He motioned to the case carrier, who approached Raze and opened the case of Red-Eye. "I may be worth 9.5 million woolongs, but this case of Red-Eye is worth much more... 20.5 million woolongs more, in fact." Raze's ears perked up at the sound of 30 million woolongs, and Gambit had seen that. Regaining some of his confidence, he grinned devilishly back at him. "You heard me right. 30 million in your hands; let me go, and it's all yours." The buyer had overheard the conversation in the car, and peeked his head out the window. "Hey, wait that was supposed to be--" "SHUT UP!" Gambit yelled to the buyer, who complied in a heartbeat and sat back inside. Gambit turned back to Raze. "So, what'll it be?" Raze scratched the back of his head, contemplating it, then shrugged. "Nah, I'm good," he said to him. "What?!" Gambit said in shock, his anger beginning to rise again. "But... why?!?!" "Even if I did accept, I wouldn't know what to do with this; I don't know anyone in the drug trade," Raze responded to him nonchalantly. "I think I'll stick with the 9.5 million, thanks." At this point, Gambit was barely able to hold his anger in. He turned to the open case and quickly grabbed a vial of the Red-Eye, also taking out a small device with a needle-like protrusion from his coat pocket. There was a circular slot where he inserted the vial, and he aimed the needle at his right eye. "If you won't accept my offer... I'll force my way past you!!" he said to him. He pressed a button on the device, which sprayed the Red-Eye he inserted into his right eye. He repeated the same thing for the left. In all honesty, Raze could have stopped him before he administered the drug, but he wanted to see where this was going. It intrigued him, to say the least. After a few seconds, Black Gambit began to breathe heavily, and his pupils began to dilate. The whites of his eyes began to turn blood red, and he clenched his fists. Slowly, he reached into his coat pocket again, and took out a pair of brass knuckles, which he put on. He stood still for one more second, before quickly charging at Raze, screaming angrily, throwing a right hook towards his face. Raze smirked, and quickly dodged the hook, moving backwards. Gambit then tried to throw a few more punches, all of which Raze had dodged, hitting air. Finally, Gambit threw another right hook, but instead of dodging it, Raze moved his left hand to block it, catching Gambit's swing at his wrist. He then gripped it, and pulled Black Gambit towards him throwing his own right hook which connected, hitting him square in the jaw, following it up with an elbow strike to the nose with the same hand and letting go of Gambit's wrist in the process and delievering a back kick. The blow sent him staggering back, but he soon came charging at Raze once again. He sidestepped Gambit, who was unable to stop himself, running straight into a car. Raze smirked at him. "Not very good at this, are you?" he taunted. That only made Gambit even more angry, and he ran up to Raze delivering a flurry of blows. Raze dodged them, delivering a few punches every now and then.

Hey guys, sorry for the delay, i just got home from college and I've been pretty tired lately. I'll try and get another post out later today

@Driz Raze didn't respond, focusing on his target. He sped up again, now passing the car and traveling a good distance away from it. At about 300 feet away, Raze slowed down and began to make a quick U-Turn. "Hang on!" he said to Trinket as he suddenly jerked the ship's control left, quickly turning the ship 180 degrees. He then decreased his altitude, being slightly above traffic. The car immediately jerked to a stop; the cars in front of it had stopped as well due to the ship's presence. Raze set the ship down in front of the road, blocking anyone from getting through. Powering it down, he opened the cockpit door, holding Trinket so she wouldn't fall, putting her in the seat. "Hold on..." he said, taking a look at her bag. He found the first aid supplies she took with her. He found a morphine syringe, and carefully injected her with it. "That should help with the pain..." he said.

@Orange Sparks "Don't let your emotions get the better of you, ya idiot!" Raze said to Clockwork. "We're supposed to bring this guy in alive and in one piece, so hold off on him! I ain't killing him either; just need to corner him so I can go in and capture him..." He increased his speed, trying to fly past the car Gambit was in.

@Driz ((Playing throughout the chase.)) As Raze followed the vehicle out of the residential area and onto a bridge that lead to the main city, the two ships behind armed their weapons and began firing a torrent of machine gun bullets at the Templar. Raze could hear the gunfire and barrel-rolled out of the way to the right to avoid it. He smiled slightly. "Two can play at that game..." he said, then proceeded to suddenly decelerate so that the ships would pass him. When they were about 50 feet ahead, he pulled the throttle handle back and sped up again. He then fired up his own weapons systems, queuing up the ship's machine gun turrets. The computer took a few seconds to lock on, but found its mark. Raze selected the ship on the left, then fired. The ship tried to swerve out of the way, but Raze made sure to keep right on him, until the stream of bullets hit the back of the ship. He hit the right wing, and it exploded with a bright orange flame. The ship, unable to stabilize itself, curved off and crashed into the blue Ganymede ocean. He then focused on the other ship and fired again, this time hitting the main hull. One of the bullets managed to pierce through the hull and into the cockpit, killing the pilot. The ship began to slowly curve off course, until it too landed in the ocean. --------------------- Meanwhile, Black Gambit had observed the destruction of the two fighters, and began to grit his teeth in anger again. He heard a yelp from the back seat, and turned to look around. The buyer was panicking greatly, sweat dripping from his forehead. Gambit grunted and looked at the driver. "Faster, dammit!!" he yelled, to which the driver obeyed, swerving recklessly through traffic. ------------------------- Raze, however, kept on him. He had the ship's weapons systems locked on to the car, so he wouldn't lose track.

@@Driz, Sorry about that, meant to do that but I forgot.

@@Orange Sparks, To be honest... I'm not quite sure... I looked it over and there are a couple of small gripes I have with it that can be easily changed. The material of the gun: oriachalcum is a fantasy ore, which wouldn't really work well in a sci-fi setting. The specialized bullets: I know these are optional, just don't use those. The "railgun" ability: I haven't seen anyone in Cowboy Bebop use abilities like this, but they also never really went into nanomachine technology. Combat in the show was pretty barebones so to speak, just having a good gun and a good aim. So this'll have to be removed. I do know Cowboy Bebop has fictional modifications of real guns, such as a fictional modified Thompson Contender, along with a old fashioned style lever action grenade launcher. And the design does look like a modified revolver that would exist in a world like this. So here's what I'll do. I'll let you use it for a couple of posts and see how it goes. If I like it, I'll let you keep using it.

@@Driz,@@Commander Tangent, "Trinket!" Raze shouted, trying to keep her safe while Skyhop took care of the rest of the gang members. It was then that the Templar had finally made it. Since Skyhop seemed to be taking care of everything, the autopilot prioritized getting to the ship's pilot first. "And you're even more late!!" he shouted to the ship. The Templar slowly set itself down on the ground, taking up most of the street. "C'mon, in ya go..." Raze said to Trinket, carrying her over her shoulder. "We're heading for the target. It's only big enough for one man, so it might be a bit of a squeeze..." ------------------------------------------ Meanwhile, in an distant alleyway ------------------------------------------ "You got the 'tomato juice'?" the buyer asked. A man, a bit chubby in figure, sporting a pair of luxury shades, smirked at the question. He was surrounded by two large men carrying sub-machine guns. "More than you could possibly imagine... 30 packs; 25,000,000 woolongs," Black Gambit said to the buyer. The buyer raised a brow. "You sure it's worth that much? Let me see a sample..." The gang leader nodded towards a man carrying a metal case, who walked forward and held it out, opening it. Inside were 30 vials of a chemical substance. The buyer took one, and observed the liquid inside. "Hmm..." He took out a device which scanned the vial. He looked surprised at the results. "Yep... definitely premium Red-Eye right there," he said. Red-Eye: a powerful and addictive black market drug that enhances the user's physical strength and perception of time, making everything seem to move in slow motion. The application of the drug involves spraying it directly into your eyes, which irritates them and turns them blood red, hence the name. "So then... do we have a deal...?" Black Gambit, had asked, before his head turned to the sound of distant gunfire and yelling. He grit his teeth in slight anger. "Damn those incompetent buffoons...!" He turned towards the buyer. "Our location's been compromised. You'll need to come with us to a more secure area; we'll continue the transaction there." "Huh--" was all the buyer could say before the two armed men took him and brought him into a car, with the buyer protesting a bit. Black Gambit and the man carrying the Red-Eye case went in afterwards. "Drive, and fast!!" he yelled to the driver, who did as he was instructed. He then turned to one of the bodyguards. "You, call the MONO Fighters to protect us from the air." The driver quickly backed up out of the alleyway, and floored away from the gunfight... ----------------------------- ...But not before Raze managed to catch a glimpse of the car driving away. It looked the same as the rest of the vehicles the gang were using. "That's him!!! I know it!!!" he shouted. "We need to go, NOW!!" He opened the cockpit, and strapped himself in. He slowly set Trinket down in front of him, moving her slightly so he could see. He primed the engines, then grasped the fighter's motorbike-like throttle handles. He pulled the acceleration handle, then slowly took off, chasing after the car. Not far behind him, two other aircraft were speeding towards their location as well. ((For those having trouble imagining it, here's what the cockpit of the Templar should look like: And yes, Trinket is kind of sitting on Raze's lap at the moment, leaning against the controls. Well, more or less his right leg, but still...))

@Commander Tangent@Driz "Right; you're late Skyhop!!" Raze shouted back into his communicator. "There's a convenience store near us, that's where we are!" He turned to Trinket. "Alright fine, use it; just don't blow up my friend's store, please!" Behind Skyhop and Bronze, the Templar was gaining speed, and would likely arrive a few seconds after the both of them.

@@Commander Tangent, I guess I could fix that, sorry.

@@Driz, Raze had managed to take down another man with a quick shot to the head. The man he had shot in the arm spoke into a microphone in his suit. "We need backup, dammit! Bounty hunter... he took out two of our guy--" That was all he could muster before Raze had shot him twice in the chest. He fell to the ground and went still, dead. The remaining two men were still firing on them, and in the distance, Raze could here the sound of roaring car engines. It appeared backup was closer than he thought. "Dammit!" he exclaimed, pulling out a small tablet-like device no bigger than a smartphone, from his pocket. He pressed a few buttons on the screen, and the word "CONFIRMED" popped up in big letters. --------------------------- Back at the Vega, Raze's personal craft, the Templar, began to fire up its engines. The hangar bay door of the Vega began to open up, and the Templar rose up and began to speed toward Raze and Trinket's location. --------------------------- The cars had already arrived at the convenience store, about five to be exact, with a total of twenty men exiting them, armed to the teeth. Raze sat behind cover, reloading his gun. Despite everything going on, he managed to remain calm.

@@Commander Tangent, Well, I felt like I'd been delaying for too long, so...

@@Driz, Raze sighed, but smiled. "C'mon, we're almost there. He owns a small convenience store around here somewhere..." He guided Trinket in the right direction, softly pushing her from the back with his hand, when suddenly he received a message. He flipped open his phone, and carefully read the message from Clockwork. He put his phone away. "Well, seems he's depressed... eh, he'll get over it," he said. He finally reached the store he had mentioned. Several guys were hanging outside the entrance, about five in total; one was having a smoke. Heading inside, there was a man with a baseball cap, dreadlocks and a beard running the register, and a man in a suit browsing goods. "Come on in, take a look around..." he said, looking up. His expression turned into shock when he saw Raze. "Long time no see, eh T-Bone?" he said with a smile. "Raze! Didn't think I'd see you again..." the man said with a gruff voice. "How've you been?" "Well enough, I suppose..." he said. "Though I am pretty hungry..." The man laughed. "So, what brings you here to Ganymede? And who's this?" he asked, looking at Trinket. Raze smirked. " A fellow hunter. And you should know why I'm here, T." "Yeah, you're right..." He held up three fingers. "315 woolongs; a discount for a friend." "280; I'm kinda held up for cash, if you didn't know already..." The man's face scrunched up in slight annoyance, then relaxed. "Alright, fine. So, what do you want to know?" "I'm looking for a man named Black Gambit. Heard of him?" The man smiled. "Ah, you saw the lastest Big Shot too, didn't you? Yeah, I heard some stuff about him. You know he's in town right?" "Yeah, of course I do. I need something specific, T." He looked around the store, then motioned for Raze to come in closer. "Last I heard, he's having a drug deal here, in the residential area, about five minutes away from this store. High quality stuff: Red-Eye." Raze leaned back. "That's all I needed to know; thanks a-lot T." He handed him his card, and the 280 woolongs were transferred to him. "Y'all have a nice day now, ya hear? Oh, and Raze? Ya gotta visit me again soon, man. Catch up on old times!" Raze nodded with a smile, then turned to Trinket. "Alright, let's get out of here. We've got a lead." He took his phone out and texted everyone else. "I've got a lead on the target. He's making a drug deal near the residential area. Get over here ASAP." He sent the message. Meanwhile, the man in the store put a finger to his ear, speaking into a microphone attached to his suit. "We've got hunters coming after you, boss, near the convenience store." "Then dispatch of them. You don't need my permission to do something as simple as that." "Copy that." He then began to slowly follow Raze and Trinket as they exited the store. The other guys hanging out at the entrance also began to follow suit when they saw the other man. They all began to follow the pair. Raze could already sense them walking behind them. He observed their surroundings. Across the street, three cars were parked in parallel. Those would have to do for now. "Alright, Trinket," he said to her quietly. "Follow my lead..." He felt the handle of his Beretta hidden underneath his shirt, holstered in his pants. "On three, we run. Ready? One... two... three!!!" He took off for the cars, and as soon as he did, the goons reached into their suits and pulled pistols and sub-machine guns of different kinds, firing at them. Raze took cover behind of the cars, drawing his gun. When he heard the firing cease, he quickly peeked out of cover and fired three shots. Two of them hit one person in the chest, while the other one hit a goon in his shooting arm. He dropped his gun as he cried out in pain.

@Driz Raze stood next to her, observing the area. "We'll head to the city area first. There's an info broker I know there, and he doesn't charge that much for info. We'll see if he knows anything." He reached into his cargo pants pocket, and pulled out his Smart-Card and an electronic wallet. Putting the card in the wallet, he checked the balance. 5,420 woolongs. "Alright, let's move," he said, walking forward. @@Driz, After walking for a minute, Raze stopped. "Oh, right, before I forget..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of weird steampunk-like glasses. He gave them to Trinket. ((They're on the guy's head)) "Here," he said to her. "These are actually equipped with face-morphing technology; they'll help see through any sort of face changes the target may have. It's connected to the ISSP criminal database, too, and it has a little microphone for voice commands. Just say the dude's name and it'll be set to find that particular guy. Might as well look around while head to that broker." He looked at the launcher at her back. "Oh and, uh... if we do find him... try to keep the explosives to a minimum, yeah? This is a civilian area, and the ISSP'll take off a big chunk of the reward for every casualty and property damaged."

I like it! Looks really good.

Speaking of which, here's my ship, the Templar:

@@Driz, Raze looked at her, and put both of his hands on her shoulders. "Like I said, calm down. If we act discreetly--like we always do--, we'll be fine. Besides, you'll be with me, so there's nothing to worry about. Just stick close, and stay quiet." He looked at the rest of the crew. "Share whatever info you find on your communicators. Alright people, get whatever you need from the armory and let's move it out."

That's pretty good. For those who are having trouble, here are some examples from the show: Spike Spiegel's (the main character's) Swordfish II: Jet Black's Hammer Head: Faye Valentine's Red Tail: