Striker sits in a saloon, chugging a glass of whiskey. She sighs, burying her face into her hands "Damnit...no hires right now..." She slams the glass down onto the counter before walking out the doors. Dusting off her clothes, she suddenly bumps into someone while walking. She scowls, her tail whipping the ground "Watch it, before I cut ya."
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