
It had been a hard trip all the way back to the station. The Cobra was marred with Beam Laser scratches and bullet holes but it had limped back through the docking bay. In a small bar overlooking the gas giant, a rather tall woman walked through the door. She certainly had gotten quite a few stares from the patrons, of course this wasn't anything new for her. Seeing how she appeared to be an anthropomorphic longhorn heifer. She walked to the bar and sat down. The Bartender smiled at her and said, "Your usual, Bessie?". Bessie just smiled and says, "Naw, ah think ah'll have some dark rum to celebrate bringing down another lawless varmint." The Bartender poured her drink and put it on front of her. She smiled and just enjoyed the moment of relative peace she had gotten. Moments like this don't happen too often for a bounty hunter like her, but it was all the more to savor and cherish these kinds of moments. As the sun started to peek from the gas giant behind her through the window.
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