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Off with their heads

Who: Belle French and Jefferson
What: Belle took up the bounty Headhunter and Jefferson tags along.
When: 9th May
Where: Storybrooke to Everglade
Rating: PG

[Belle every so often would find herself wanting to do a bounty. It had been at least a month since the last time and as she read the newspaper she couldn't help but be interested in one in particular. Closing the paper and placing it to the side she moved to get changed into something that was much more comfortable and suitable for possible combat.

Once she was ready she picked up her sword and placed it in it's sheath before leaving the house. She was pretty sure she would have to do this alone, but yet at the same time she would wonder if perhaps she should have asked someone as she walked. Perhaps Toby? She didn't know where he lived, so it wasn't like she could just walk to his place and ask. Jefferson? Seemed like a better option since she had some idea where he would be. But did she knew if he could help, no idea. But she thought it would be a nice experience never the less for the both of them.

Pulling out her device, she figured to just call him, using voice to see if he was close by.]

Jefferson? Are you available, right now?

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No, I kind of had to learn in Storybrooke, so when I arrived here I already knew how.

[There was another reason she had to stop as she faced it down for the moment. Right now it didn't have any arrows but it did need to be cocked. So placing her foot in the stirrup at the front of it, she then pulled the string back. It really wasn't easy considering, but she managed.]

That is one way of cocking it back and usually not the method I would do considering how hard it actually is due to it's design.

Did things go to hell that bad?

[ So much for not asking about it. Jefferson really needed to learn when to keep his mouth shut.

He crossed his arms and watched, his curiosity overriding his blatant aversion to the whole thing. ]

Just how many ways are there? Shouldn't one be enough? Are you sure I'll be able to do this?

[ He stopped himself. ]

I'll quit asking questions now.

Well at one point we had a situation where... How do I explain it... made us see the worst in others. It... was not something I enjoyed really.

[That mirror was something she would not want to see again.]

There are three, the other two are using a rope or other form of thing to pull it since you need a certain amount of strength to do it by hand, but asking questions is good and I will encourage it.

[ Did that have something to do with her fallout with Rumple? Before he could think it over, another much more alarming thought entered his mind. ]

No one was hurt, right? Emma fixed it?

[ What if he had -- would? -- done something to hurt Grace? If there was something wrong Belle would have already told him, right? He swallowed deeply, trying to keep himself under control. If he didn't want to die before he got the chance to even go back home, listening to her instruction was probably a good idea. ]

That sounds a bit... difficult?

It was fixed.

[Which was a good thing really, but she paused for a moment. Maybe she should focused on what they were meant to, or at least she was meant to, think of possible battle plans should they actually need to use them.]

It is. But once you get the hang of it, it's easy enough.

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[ It sounded like an issue better left alone for the time being. He wasn't sure he wanted to hear more about it anyway. ]

Okay. So after that, then what?

You just aim and fire at the intended target.

[She just simply holds it up. She wasn't going to actually fire because that would not be the best idea right now.]

You fire by using the trigger here.

[She places her finger gently against it for the time being.]

And that is it.

Here's to hoping I hit said intended target. But I think I get it.

[ He exhaled and held out his hands to take it back from her. ]

Off we go?

[She nodded slightly. Finally they were heading off and with that time, Belle was planning on using her head to think up a good enough battle plan.]

I will admit, I was actually worried on my first bounty, but you get better with time.

Oh, I might get better but I'll still probably worry. Worry is up there among my great talents.

[ He wasn't sure if he was trying so hard to bring levity to the situation for her sake or his own. Both was a good answer. ]

Do you have any strategies in mind or are we just coming up with one as we go?

Hopefully they won't have any supernatural part to them and that they are doing this with something like an axe. If that is the case the plan will actually be quite easy.

[Just corning him if that was the case in her mind.]

But if they do...?

[ Leave it to him to fully expect the worst situation possible. ]

Well. I would need to think on it some more. I don't do magic and we know you don't. So one way would be to keep our distance.

I should probably try that thinking thing too. Not fair to make you do everything.

[ He hesitated. ]

Are we supposed to bring this guy in alive or just...?

I don't mind having to think it over myself. I have to sometimes after all on other bounties.

[She nodded slightly, she knew they were getting closer and closer to there goal.]

I believe they prefer alive, yes.

Fair, but this time you don't have to. I mean, I said I'd help you. I'll do that in any way I can.

[ His grip on the crossbow tightened, but the tension on his face eased slightly. ]

Okay. [ He nodded to himself more than Belle ] I figured. Just checking.

[She nodded as they had soon reached there destination. All that was left to do was find the culprit and hope that they can catch him.]

They never really give much on physical description so he have to figure it out by body language.

[ He pulled the brim of his hat over his eyes just a bit, equally as an odd measure of comfort and and because it was a good way to obscure his constantly moving eyes. He knew from what point on they had to be as aware as possible. ]

Finally something I'm good at.

[ He mumbled the comment, but still loud enough for her to hear. Really, he wasn't all that confident in his ability to shoot arrows but reading people like a book was generally an easy task for him. ]

Finding a guy with something big enough to take heads off shouldn't be too hard.

[She nodded, quietly walking through the crowd, her eyes drift off now and again, thinking she had spotted the person, but only finding nothing instead. Turning her head she looked back on the other, checking to see his reaction.]

What do you think about the guy over there?

[He seemed shifty enough compared to the rest.]

[ Jefferson hadn't suspected anyone at first. None fit the bill. When Belle directed his attention toward a certain fellow, though, his intuition gave him the distinct feeling that they had their target. The body language certainly suggested something. He casually leaned closer to Belle, his voice low and his eyes flitting between the man and her. ]

You see the way he keeps touching his face? The fact he won't look directly at anyone? He's got something to hide. I'll bet you my hat that's our guy.

[She nodded slightly, keeping her voice as low as she could so he could still hear her.]

Then I'll make my way over, though how does touching ones face show he has something to hide?

It's a nervous tic.

[ His answer was plain, but there wasn't much else to say about it. ]

I'll stick nearby. If he tries to bolt see if you can't get it to be in this direction. He probably won't expect two people.

[She nodded, slowly but surely making her way. Out of the corner of the guys eye he could see her and he could see what she had. That was enough to make him start moving away. Hoping to be able to get to the door.]

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