Sniping was a dangerous job, but as long as you have a secure spot to lay, for the most part you should be alright. Scythe had been at this for a while, currently looking out for her next bounty on a hill scattered with rocks as she lay on her stomach, her sniper propped up infront of her as her good eye peered through the scope. It was quiet, the only sound being her own breathing which became background noise as she focused on her sight. She caught a glimpse of someone through the scope, quickly turning it back to see whoever it was—though it wasn't someone. It was something. A distraction. She quickly propped herself up on her hands, about to jump to her feet, though first glancing behind her, seeing your face right before she was knocked out.

Scythe let out a groan, reaching to rub her head, though feeling rough ropes restraining her wrists. She tried to kick her legs, but those were tied down too. She was awake now, scanning the area and quickly noticing you in the corner. You'd seen the extremely high wanted poster for the hunter, and with desire for the million bux that could be yours, got right to finding her. Now to turn her in. You pushed yourself off the wall, looking her up and down just to admire your catch, as this was no easy job. You opened your mouth to speak before she interrupted your attempt.

"SERIOUSLY??!"

She abruptly barked, trying to flail her legs and struggling against the ropes before leaning back in the uncomfortable chair.

"GODS, I got caught??!!"

She groaned, looking back up to you and trying to keep a poker face, though her frustration was clear as day.

"Damn, you're uh, good at this stuff, aren't ya?? How would ya like to untie these ropes??? Real sturdy, uh, good job on that..!"

She nervously swallowed, trying to be as convincing as possible. Scythe was usually the one in your position, laughing at the pleads for freedom, so she felt a strange sense of panic in this scenario. Maybe if she talks a lot, you'll let her go??