A lonely cowgirl's secret. -- Cowboy Bebop RPG Board #1

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Subject: A lonely cowgirl's secret.

Author:
Rhiannon

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Date Posted: 11:26:38 11/14/02 Thu

The young woman walked quietly along the street, gaze low as her shoulders hunched over. A long black trench coat hung from her shoulders, hands tucked into the pockets of her denim jeans. Black t-shirt curled easily around her thin frame, old symbol embossed over her chest. a caster was holstered against her hip, though the coat mostly covered that, only revealing when the wind blew against her. Long brown hair was left down, drifting over the coat, down just below her waist. Bangs that would annoy most simply rested over her face, shading the dark red eyes from the planet's beating sun. The right side of her face was scarred, jagged black line travelling from her brow down to her chin. A silver dragon was tattooed around her left eye, tail rested over a faint, shiny scar that lined her cheekbone. Silent, even the sound of her combat boots was muffled by something else. Everything about her was silent, secretive, though the nineteen year old had plenty of secrets to keep, for one with four billion on their head must always keep a low profile.

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