[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QloSNfO.png[/img][/center][hr][color=abd876]“Okay, can we chill out for a second? As a representative of Earth, I-”[/color]

[color=7976ac]“-say we just kill him.”[/color] Rachel interjected on Garfield’s plea.

Lobo let out a dark chuckle. [color=d3d2cd]“You can try.”[/color]

Rachel turned her eyes on him, the pair glowing with magic for a moment before widening as they shifted back to their normal purple. [color=7976ac]“Your soul isn’t part of the cycle of life and death? And how did you manage that?”[/color]

Lobo stood, the floating weapons trained on him shifting up to keep their fixation. [color=d3d2cd]“Yeeeah, I’m too bad for Hell, too good lookin’ for Heaven, and too buck wild for Purgatory. Only reason I haven’t popped your eyeballs yet is because I don’t wanna break my stuff trying.”[/color] Slamming both his fists against his chest, he cried, [color=d3d2cd]“I’m fraggin’ unkillable baby!”[/color]

[color=7976ac]“Fair enough. Like I said, I’m only here for the green one, what’s your business with him?”[/color]

[color=d3d2cd]“Nuthin’. I’m a bounty hunter, and the Tamaranian chick is playing hard to get. The green kid’s just in my way.”[/color]

[color=7976ac]“Good. I’ll take him and you two can sort out the rest.”[/color]

[color=abd876]“I object!”[/color] Garfield cried. Before he got the chance to make his statement, Rachel hovered over, glaring right into his eyes. Garfield only flinched for a brief moment. [color=abd876]“You’re just gonna let him come here and do whatever he wants? I don’t even know her name but I’m not going to turn away from someone who needs my help!”[/color]

[color=7976ac]“Think with your upper brain for half a second. We can’t kill the bounty hunter even if we tried. Unless you know of a nearby volcano or got a business card from that wizard-”[/color]

[color=d3d2cd]“Volcano wouldn’t work. It’s a scuz but I’ve walked out of ‘em before. Hurt’s like a bastiche though, so you better-”[/color] Lobo called.

[color=faee04]“The people of this planet have two brains? I’ve never heard of such a being in all the cosmos! Not without two heads, that is.”[/color]

[color=d3d2cd]“I was [i]talking[/i]![/color]

[color=7976ac]“...Just the men.”[/color]

[color=faee04]“Oh! And yet this doesn’t seem to increase their intelligence by significant amounts. Curious.”[/color]

[color=abd876]“Wow, okay, rude.”[/color] Shaking his head, he insisted, [color=abd876]“Look, we just need to make it more worth his while to drop the bounty. He had some other aliens to pick up, what if we help him with that in exchange?”[/color]

Koriand’r frowned. [color=faee04]“Among them would be my father and mother, and a few other Tamaranians loyal to our faction. I would like to gather them all and return home, but do not have the means.”[/color] Lifting her hair, she tilted her head to reveal a dark diamond mark set to the back of he neck. [color=faee04]“Furthermore, we are all branded. The Gordanians only temporarily released us with the intent of reclaiming their captives at a later time. Lobo may merely be the first to try and claim the bounty.”[/color]

Rachel looked at Garfield again, waving her two hands towards Kori. [color=7976ac]“You defend her now, you defend her from an entire extraterrestrial race and all the resources at their disposal. Cut your losses now and let’s move on.”[/color] Shaking her head, she muttered, [color=7976ac]“Unless you’d rather die free than live the rest of your life as my thrall.”[/color]

Garfield wracked his brain, before something clicked. [color=abd876]“Well, if he’s afraid of someone more powerful...”[/color] Turning about, he offered, [color=abd876]“Didja know that her dad could definitely beat up your dad?”[/color]

Rachel raised her fist, jabbing Garfield on his upper arm. Lobo shrugged, [color=d3d2cd]“I hope so! Space dust don’t put up much of a fight. Not that he had much fight back before Lobo Day.”[/color]

[color=abd876]“...What’s Lobo Day?”[/color]

[color=d3d2cd]“The day I genocided my home planet and catapulted the empty husk into our local star. I celebrate the anniversary every year with my favorite diner slop and the home movies I made on the day.”[/color]

[color=abd876]“...Okay we need a plan B.”[/color]

[color=7976ac]“Don’t kid yourself, you never even had a plan A.”[/color]

Rapping his hand against his skull in thought, he calmed himself when Koriand’r placed her hand on his shoulder. [color=faee04]“I do appreciate you efforts, hero of Earth, but as they say on my home planet, there is a time where one must accept the they are forever within the Laznian’s maw.”[/color]

The cultural reference being lost on him aside, Garfield understood the meaning. [color=abd876]“You...you’re giving up? What happened to refusing to give in?”[/color]

Kori shook her head, [color=faee04]“If he really has casually genocided one world, I cannot let him do the same here, not after you so gallantly came to my aid. Please, green one, take solace in knowing that your kindness has given me something I can never return.”[/color] Garfield felt his spirit crumbling, but he had no words to offer. Head raised high, she took a step towards Lobo. [color=faee04]“Very well. I, Princess Koriand’r of Tamaran, surrender myself to you.”[/color]

Rachel lowered Lobo’s weapons, but the Main Man’s face didn’t contain relief, glee, or smug certainty, instead falling to a careful consideration. [color=d3d2cd]“Princess?”[/color] Scratching at his shaggy hair, he grumbled, [color=d3d2cd]“You fraggin’ serious?”[/color] He glanced between Koriand’r and Garfield’s confused faces. [color=d3d2cd]“Fraggin’… Catchin’ a few loose war prisoners is one thing, but Tamaran throws some sick parties.”[/color] He took a few steps, pushing past the floating weapons before lowering his head down on the hood of a car, crashing through the metal and leaving a heavy dent. Shaking his head, he muttered, [color=d3d2cd]“One sec.”[/color] Pulling some device out of his pocket, he tapped a few button before holding it up to his face. [color=d3d2cd]“Hey scuzzos! You didn’t say there was Tamaranian royalty in the bounty. I don’t do royalty, not for that chump change. I want five times what you’re offering for the lot. ...Double? You think I’m fraggin’ around? Nah, forget it then, just give me the deposit back on the tracker… Hey, hey! It only broke because of your prisoner, I didn’t do a keezy thing! You give me that deposit back or-he, what’s your name? G’nahsa? Yeah okay G’nahsa you give me that deposit back or I’ll fly over there and pull your nasa out of your quin through your-DON’T YOU HANG UP ON ME! I’M GONNA FIND YOUR FAMILY, A GALLTRIAN ACIDSKIFF, AND MAKE SURE YOU ALL GET REAL FRIENDLY YOU KEEZY FRAGGIN’ BASTICHE YOU DON’T CROSS THE MAIN MAN LOBO, YOU HEAR ME!?”[/color] With a roar he threw his comms device on the ground, the metal bouncing off the sidewalk into a building window and crashing through. Picking up the damaged car he let out another yell before tossing it into the window after. Catching his breath, he threw his hair back before turning back to the three teens. Wiping at his forehead, he muttered, [color=d3d2cd]“Negotiations broke down. I’ll deal with those scuzzers later. ‘fore then, what’s the best slop you got to eat on this rock?”[/color]