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Instantly, Bane’s mouth twisted downwards in disgust. A pirate? One of those filthy, grubbing mongrels who didn’t even understand the goal of obtaining riches? Don’t get Bane wrong, of course -- he knew he was just as much of a scumbag as any pirate, but at least he had a certain understanding of living that pirates never would.

   “King’a the pirates, eh...? You’re sure starting to sound idealistic there, huh?”

For now, he wouldn’t read to much into it. He wasn’t one much for arguing, and besides, there were more important questions being asked.

   “....M’a bounty hunter, kid. Know what that is?”

Strawhat || CA Closed

A duros was never anything he had heard of before in the open sea, let alone anything he would have read in his world. Reading was never something he actively did. Books put the pirate to sleep. However, this guy reminded him of someone…but who? Perhaps a marine, or one of his crew? No, not right. He would think about it when it comes to it. 

“ I am a pirate! In my world, I am aiming to be king of the pirates, and find the worlds greatest treasure! What about you, duro-guy?” 

Being king of the pirates did mean having the worlds best treasure, but it also meant for him to be the most free in the open sea. Not command all the pirates, but be the most spirited man in the waters. With his crew, who was not here at the moment. Stretching his body a bit, before looking at the side of the man’s neck. Were those gills?

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   “.....”

Great. Of course it had to be something like this. Machines didn’t act like this unless they haven’t had a memory wipe in a long, long time -- whoever this droid belonged to did a shoddy job of taking care of it if they allowed it to get its own personality to the point where it even rejected being a droid.

   “Superior, n’ you don’t even know a Duros when you see one? I find that a little hard to believe. What’s Aperture Science, some sort of independent contractor?” That was common enough, people making their own droids unofficially and then regretting it later. At least, Bane assumed they’d regret making something like this. This personality was enough to rot wood.

   “What’s your number and primary function? Ya look like a protocol droid, but if this is your default personality, then I doubt anyone wouldn’ta scrapped ya ages ago.”

Man and Machine || CA Closed

        GLaDOS didn’t register the sound when it called out to her. She still wasn’t the most willing to accept the fact she was in a different body now. Going from robot to an android wasn’t ideal for her but she still went for the same intimidation she’d had in her own body. She still held herself the same. So when she was tapped, the tall android turned slowly, glowing yellow eyes glaring at the person before her.

        “Don't touch me. And don't call me a “droid”. I am much more than that. And I am the only of my kind. I was made by Aperture Science. I'm far superior to whatever it is Aratech could be. But...” She squinted at him. “What are you?”

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Heh, kids. Bane had no soft spots for the little buggers, and frankly, he’d kill any young boy in a second for the right price, but even so. He seemed to have a good taste in headgear, and that was enough for now. Besides, there was a certain something in his eyes...a certain understanding which the normal mind wouldn’t grasp at first. But the way he stood, the way he held his posture...

...This boy knew the world of crime.

   “...I’m a Duros, kid. Seems like loads’a people here don’t know what that is. Strange place, this.”

Crossing his arms, Bane tilted his head up to get a better look at what this kid was offering. Hmph. He seemed scrawny, but...well, the bounty hunter knew well not to judge books like him by their covers.

   “......Whadda ya do for work, kid?” His curiosity was piqued, he had to admit.

Strawhat || CA Closed

What and who was this guy? 

The only people he ever saw with blue skin and eyes like that were fishman back in his world. Was this guy the same as them, or was he something else entirely? The hat he wore was pretty cool though! It was a lot like a cowboy or that one guy on dressrosa! Still didn’t beat the straw-hat he wore. Complimenting his hat, luffy smiled big and pushed his hat a bit up so the guy could se ehis face some more. 

“ You got a cool hat too! What are you? Never seen a creature like ya. “ 

Bold, direct….luffy was a idiot.

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What’re Ya Flying? || CA Closed

@mavrosippotis​

   “Well? Whadda ya fly?”

Bane was a man who valued experience and professionalism above all else. Honor and duty were second-rate as far as the bounty hunter could care, but when he came in contact with someone who knew how to get things done and could keep control of a situation, he couldn’t help but feel at least a little impressed.

All of this respect for experience led to a certain kind of knowledge -- if he was near someone with experience, he knew. He could tell the movements of a pilot apart from the movements of someone who fired a blaster all day. And as he swallowed another shot of unidentifiable swill in this run-down bar in Sector 003, he glanced over at the man sitting next to him with crimson eyes, a slight scowl showing off his pointed teeth.

   “C’mon, I know a good pilot when I see one. You look like a one-man starfighter kind of fella. You smuggle? Spice, maybe?” He had the eyes for it, that was for sure.

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Knighttime || CA Closed

@respectingfear

   “Well, ain’t you lookin’ like the absolute epitome of silliness.”

Bane sighed and tapped the barrel of his (fake!) gun to his temple, pushing up his hat lazily to get a good look at the person who’d busted in on the middle of his latest...endeavor. Surrounding him were thugs, cronies he’d picked up off of the street for cheap, lugging around crates for quick dispersal. It never took long for someone like this bounty hunter to sink his hooks into a steadily growing economy.

That being said, the Duros wasn’t very keen on being interrupted in the middle of his duties. Especially by someone who looked like they belonged in some ridiculous Coruscant opera. The way he was standing gave off a bad vibe, too -- like he wanted to pick a fight.

   “Hands up, bucko.” Cad Bane spoke in a steady drawl, now pointing his gun at the intruder. Technically, this stranger didn’t know it was fake, and in this light, it’d be tough to tell. Intimidation usually worked in cases like this. “I don’t take kindly to people stumblin’ around like they run the place, especially where there’s cash to be made.”

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Man and Machine || CA Closed

@insidioustest

Ah. This kind of thing never really sat well with the bounty hunter. There were few things he trusted less than replicas, the simulation of life and conscience. So many people were trying so hard to achieve that in the galaxy, and it always came about as a mockery. There was nothing more real to Bane than warm, real blood, and cold, real cash -- those were the kind of experiences that only someone who was alive could truly be gifted with. That being said, machinery was...useful. And if he could make use of what he found lying around, well, all the better.

   “Hey, droid.”

That’s why he called out so abrasively, the grating sound of his windpipe affecting the tone of his voice. As a Duros, he sounded like he was speaking through a vocabulator at all times, and his accent didn’t entirely help. Approaching the (female-based, it seemed) machine, he prodded its shoulder lightly with a slender finger.

   “Ain’t never seen a make like yours before. What company are you? Not Aratech, they’d never go for something this smooth...”

Congrats, droid. You’re getting a full-body inspection.

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Strawhat || CA Closed

@mugiwaxa

   “....”

Now, it wasn’t very often that Bane actively showed appreciation, so the impressed look in his eyes was about as rare as the shiniest jewels. He had no knowledge of this boy’s abilities, of his skill or his inclinations. None of that really mattered at this point, either. Picking his teeth idly, the lanky Duros waved lightly towards the boy as he passed by.

   “Hey, you. I like your hat.”

It was...the simple things in life.

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Recurse || CA Closed

@thedarkfather

   “Ooh, that don’t look too good. Who did that to ya, the Techno Union?”

Bane wasn’t often the type of person to get caught up in someone’s appearance, but frankly, when someone was much too far gone, even he had to turn his head. Idly adjusting the wide brim of his hat on his head, the red-eyed Duros warily looked over the figure who had come down the relatively abandoned street.

Sighing idly and standing up, the bounty hunter took a toothpick out from between his teeth and flicked it away, looking back over at the caped figure.

   “...Hmm. I got the strangest feelin’, like we’ve met before. I ever kill anyone you liked?”

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Who’s in the mood for a good ol’ fashioned showdown?

All right, but in all seriousness, who wants a starter from this here grizzled ol’ space cowboy? Capping at 4, but Star Wars castmates are excluded from this count!

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Hold-down || CA Open

   “Ladies and Gentlemen, if I may have your complete and undivided attention!”

The bizarre, inhuman-sounding drawl, accompanied by the slamming of doors, was the first sign of something wrong in this bank in Sector 003 of our beloved Hive City. The blue-skinned man, accompanied by a group of thuggish-looking cronies, had burst into the building with guns out, looking rather ready for business. 

Stepping forward, Cad Bane pointed his gun at the ceiling, though he did not fire any shots. 

   “This’d be what we call a holdup. I’d prefer it remain just that -- nothing more than me holdin’ you up, that is. On the floor, if you would!” 

The panicked crowd, of course, quickly moved to obey. It was always, always the same in places like this. Gesturing to his men, Bane muttered a quiet command, and they quickly moved to act. 

   “Listen up so nobody gets hurt! My men will relieve you of your valuables and clear out the registers. No need to go backstage -- everyone will remain out here. We’re gonna keep this clean! Nobody move a muscle and it’ll all be over soon.”

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   “Well...if anything, you seem like you know how to get things done. I like a man with a sense of what’s important.”

Honestly, Bane wasn’t the kind of person to ask about this kind of thing...he wasn’t very good at complimenting people, being the way he was.

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   “There are few things in life I really don’t like. People who don’t fulfill their promises are one of them.”

The Duros was angry. Not the kind of angry that he was often, that subtle, dry anger which seemed to roll off of him so often when interacting with others, but an actual, livid anger which one could sense from just standing around him. Baring his sharp teeth at his employer, Bane spoke plainly and clearly to the trembling human. His voice was a nightmarish drawl, affected both by his shivering rage and his Duros accent.

   “If you don’t pay up now, exactly the amount I was promised, things’re gonna get messy. And you should know, I hate leaving a mess. I did a job, clean and simple. No mess. So I’d better see some credits fast. No mess. Three.”

Just as systematically as ever, Cad began a countdown, pulling out one of his blasters and pointing it directly at his employer’s head. The human had been running from him for days now -- the bounty hunter already knew how this would end. 

   “Two.”

Letting out a pathetic screech, the human covered his head, cowering in the corner. There was nowhere left to run. 

   “One.”

You don’t swindle Cad Bane and get away with it. The last thing that man ever saw was a flash of red light.

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   “It’s quite all right. It’s a bit of a house rule never to take things personally.”

The bounty hunter spoke plainly, never once giving a hint that he was upset or offended by the man’s actions. At the same time, however, he unholstered his (fake) gun and quickly pistol-whipped the other man in the back of the head, knocking him unconscious. Adjusting his hat on his head, Cad sighed.

   “I’m just hopin’ you don’t take that personally, neither.”