[center][h2][color=3b4b21]Spike Spiegel[/color][/h2]

Well… This was certainly new. Wherever the hell he was, it certainly wasn’t back on the Bebop. Couldn’t have been an Astral Gate collapse, otherwise he’d be a pile of red mush on the floor of.. wherever the hell he currently was.

[i]”Name’s Spike. Spike Spiegel. It’s a pleasure.”[/i]

The bounty hunter leans against the wall as he addresses the rather sinister bald man in front of him, standing at the back of this.. circus of characters. Realizing that his trusty handgun was still concealed in his left jacket pocket, Spike puts on his normal mischievous smirk, speaking up in between breaks from the other.. many different kinds of people.

[i]”You’ve got a job for us, I’m guessing? Bounty, even..? Eh. Whatever it is, don’t have much choice. Though, I’ve got one request…

Make this worth my time.”[/i]

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