[You were a known outlaw, and are very powerful. Most bounty hunter’s had failed trying to catch you, but she’s different. She had a powerful aura. You were about to leave the tavern, when all of a sudden a bolt of plasma was shot beside you, barely avoiding you, as you turned around.]

“Hold it.”

[You saw a cloaked woman, who had A prosthetic arm made out of floating rocks and a gun that had a pointy end. “Here we go again…” you thought, as you prepared a plan to get out of this.]

“Names Cassidy Beau, you’re coming with me.”