[Matriar]

Jennadelle stept in the bounty store.
The clerk eyed her inquisitively while she came closer the counter.
"Uuh...", he asked unsurely, "...you found something?"
Jennadelle didn't answer but put her filled can trap on the counter so that the clakker could see for himself. First he put Jennadelle's can-like thing hesitatingly and took off its top carefuly. He only left the cap ajar, that was already enough to have a look in there.
Jennadelle waited patiently and fawning for his reaction.
"Hmm...", the clerk mumbled and his eyes became small, "...pretty much for your first try."
He closed the cap again and looked at Jennadelle sternly: "But Floyd ain't there. So you didn't get him, did you?"
Jennadelle kept silent.
"Well then!", the clakker sighed and went back to the back room, " let's attend to your prey now..."
It became quiet. Jennadelle didn't mind. That had to be so that he did this. Stranger had told her everything about the job while they had went back to the town. Soon the clerk would be back, would give her the can trap back and hand out Jennadelle's reward. That's it. The outlaws will be placed somewhere they never could burst...
The clerk came back and put the can trap back on the counter.
"Actually, what do you do with all the outlaws which I give you? What happens with them?", Jennadelle sternly demanded.
Thereupon, the clakker got a sneaky, spiteful grin in his face: "Company secret..."
"I see...", Jennadelle said incuriousely and took her can trap back in her side pocket.
The clerk watched her a little inquisitively: "May I ask you something... Jennadelle? That's your name, isn't it?
She nodded.
Then he asked: "That Stranger guy... say, where is he actually? Did you see him?"
"He's yet to come.."
"Aha..."
The clerk scratched his back of the head nervously. He seemed to want to say something but he didn't find the right words.
"Uuh... well... uhm.", he started to talk, "what happened? I mean... uh..."
Jennadelle got impatient.
"Say! What do you want to know?", she asked abrasively.
The clerk took a deep breath: "Did you get a peck of trouble when you ran into Stranger? Was he pissed?"
"Well...", Jennadelle answered, "...a bit."
"A bit??"
The clakker was surpised.
"Untill now, nobody made it to come back in one piece when they tried to upset Stranger's plans. And you're telling me, he just was a bit pissed?"
Jennadelle nodded. The clakker just shaked his head when he saw her easy, relaxed reaction.
He voiced something under his breath incomprehensibly. It sounded like he was really negative surprised about it.
The only things Jennadelle understood were: "Why...? Hmm... girl! ... barefaced...! Bounty hunter! What... wrong with that guy?! ... Just let her...! "
Jennadelle cut in on him: "Your prison in that town is quite small. All the outlaws just would lack space there. How can you put them all in prison?"
The clakker answered: "We only send the very bads in the prisons."
"What's with the others?"
"I told you. Company secret."
Jennadelle sighed.
The clerk grined again: "But, of course, you may make a visit there anytime you want to. Only Blisterz Booty does time there now. Unless..."

Now the door became opened.

"Ah, Stranger! I see, your hunt was successful?!"