False Bounty. [private/max]

[Roxanna Arc]

[ Max Abner only. It's time the battle commenced. c: Also, the bouquet looks like this ]

Only moments ago had the moon rose over the horizon, leaving Roxanna to walk alone in the night. A strap came diagonally across her torso, a small, green bag gently swaying against her left hip. Within the small bag was a bouquet of flowers, an entire side of the bouquet remaining outside of the bag for its safety. Around a string bow tied around the bouquet was a card saying "To the Abners. I'm sorry for your loss. -Dream" which Roxanna had written herself. Although Roxanna's hand writing was rather miserable, the words were still legible, plus there was no possible way the bounty hunter could've allowed her aunt to write it. Associating with a criminal would get Roxanna thrown in a jail cell, meaning she was to play actress and pretend to take the bounty until she knew her plan of action. Swaying a crowd of people who were thirsty for the blood of a murderer would certainly not be an easy task.

The pirate-esk girl continued walking down the grey sidewalks, however Roxanna wasn't unarmed. People wanted revenge, thus she carried around three small weapons around with her at all times, a gun, a bowie knife and a pocket knife. A spring breeze flowed by, causing Roxanna to tug the edges of her coat closer to her body. "Had to do this at night, couldn't have waited until they all left the house. Ugh, what a stupid decision," Roxanna muttered to herself. The bounty hunter took another glance around her, checking for people and/or darkness that might have been stalking her that night. Her limited sight at night always caused Roxanna's paranoid attitude to be on the rise. Roxanan's left hand went upwards, tugging down her classic rabbit-eared hat that she refused to surrender for a normal hat. Even though the hat was childish, Roxanna thought it was the greatest hat she'd ever worn.

Her green eyes darted down to spare a glance at the flowers at her side, of which her aunt had slaved over. The glee that had covered the librarian's face once she discovered the craft Roxanna wished for was remarkable. Even through the most unfortunate of circumstances, that lady could always find an excuse to smile. Upon thinking of the memory, Roxanna's own lips twitched up into a small smile as she ventured forth. She'd gotten the address, and now all was left was the delivery, which was Mailwoman Roxanna's job. With quick fingers, Roxanna buttoned up her black and green frock coat before popping a small gummie in her mouth. There was glee in the girl's step as she tugged a small paper out of her pocket that had the address written on it. She began to follow, unaware of what was awaiting her in the near future.

[Max Abner]

Max was worried. Everything in their life was changing. When it had just been them and Alana going on missions it had been easy, but now they were meeting new people and growing close to them and they were adding drama to Max's life. In the recent they had not only witnessed a gruesome death, but they had almost been killed themself. Now Dream was missing and Max was pretty sure he thought they were dead and they were stuck on bed rest until they regained all of their energy. That wasn't really enough to keep them in their room though.

So when they were sure their parents were asleep, which was fairly late at night, they quietly opened their window and slipped out into the night air. They pulled a cloak like jacket closer around their arms. It was too warm to go out with a winter jacket and too cold to go out without any jacket. They also needed something to cover up the pyjamas they were wearing. So cloak it was.

As their feet touched the ground they stretched and sighed. Max looked around warily, looking more for Darkness than anything, but instead Max saw a human figure wearing a weird had. Max raised an eyebrow and snuck closer to the person until they could make out features. The girl looked familiar. Max stared at them and the flowers they were carrying until they finally realized who the person was. That was Roxanne Arc! Max had heard they were after Dream's bounty. If she was here to get information on Dream then they had another thing coming. Max strutted forward until they managed to lightly shove Roxanne's shoulder. "What do you think you're doing around here?" Max demanded. There was no way Max was going to tell this girl anything about Dream.

[Roxanna Arc]

Silence was currently Roxanna's only company on her walk to the Abner's house. Her mission was one of simplicity, and definitely wouldn't require her bring forth terrible memories right on the spot. As Roxanna walked, she could only hear the tapping of her own feet on the pavement along with the slight whistle of the wind. The lies about Roxanna being after Dream's bounty had long been spread, mostly to drive away hunters who figured she'd win the bounty. This lie also granted her access to the case files circling around Dream and Fang, which she was still searching for possible loops to use in order to change the penalty. Roxanna's right hand clutched the strap of her bag, while her left swayed freely beside her, mostly to draw her gun if needed. Only a few moments more of walking and Roxanna heard a few steps before she received a light shove to the shoulder.

Momentarily, Roxanna lost her balance, but regained it quickly and heard the cloaked figure's demand. Immediately, Roxanna's eyes scanned the person up and down and noted the pitches of voice in order to draw a conclusion that the figure was merely a kid. A slight smirk became evident on Roxanna's face, "Well you see, kid, I have work to do. And as far as I am concerned, I don't answer to you. Plus, you haven't given me any reason to." Roxanna's tone was in a mocking fashion, the kind that could easily anger someone. Naturally, Roxanna wasn't too concerned about who she had currently come face to face with. "Better question, what is a kid like you doing out so late? Awful dangerous, don't you think?" Roxanna asked, her smirk still there. If the kid tried to attack her, then it would become a matter of making the kid scared until they cried home, but there was a problem there.

The bounty hunter knew well that she needed every last bit of good reputation she could get to sway any punishments towards Dream, which meant she would have to play cautious. "Listen kid, why don't you just go home and leave me to my job? Besides, for all you know I'm going off to capture a criminal right now, which means I don't need a territorial kid pestering me," Roxanna suggested, however a mock tone was still present in her voice. If absolutely necessary, Roxanna would fight, no questions asked, but at the present moment she was trying to avoid just that. Soon, Roxanna remembered the flowers in her bag, causing her to swiftly glance down at the undamaged bundle still held in her bag.