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The bounty hunter chuckled.

It was then that a young woman approached him. She looked a little beaten and exhausted, but there seemed to be a certain fire and determination in her eye. She was actually a looker if not for the curious eye patch that she sported. It covered one of her eyes and the bounty hunter could tell that her face was very slightly contorted because of the injury to her eye.

"That how you settle all your disputes at the Poker table?" she asked him.

The woman had long, brown hair and seemed quite attractive. The bounty hunter couldn't place it, but she seemed to be carrying some kind of heavy burden in her heart.

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