"Look, I'm telling you, we don't have any openings!"
"What?!" Across a desk, there was a gruff-looking man, smoking a cigar while dressed in some heavily modified Galactic Federation armor. He looked pissed. "I did all that shit, and what, you're not
paying me?!"
"What I'm saying is that we can't
afford to pay you right now." The man at the desk sighed. "Look, what I'm saying is that the AUs run on a strict schedule. We won't be accepting new bounties until the shipment's off at Pluto. Until then, you could store him here, and we can pay you when we send him to-"
"I ain't letting
you keep 'im! He's fucking
mine! You thieves could swindle me again!"
"That was an intern accidentally typing an extra zero." The man at the desk said.
"Bull
shit!"
Just as the man shouted, the door rang. Right behind him, there was a ringing of a doorbell, followed by a tall, muscular woman walking through. Her steps were made slightly heavier by the extra weight, and though she was dressed in normal clothing, her demeanor seemed...odd. "Hello." She said. "Have I interrupted anything?"
"No." The other hunter muttered. "Not a goddamn thing."
Samus just shrugged. "Well, I have two potential bounties." She said. "Two earth-bound ones. To be locked away on an Earth facility."
The man behind the desk blinked. "...Really? Low-budget thieves and crooks? You seem awfully..." He paused. "Uh..."
"These people aren't worth much." Samus said. "I simply felt like turning them in."
"...Really?"
"Really." Samus said, before she dumped one of them on the desk. The man behind it jumped a little. "My payment?"
"Uh...coming soon...I...uh...I guess." The man said. "...Why my desk, though?"
"Good." Samus said. "I am stuck on Earth for a while. I might as well have some profit out of it." Samus turned.
"Wait, haven't you even
done Earth-bound bounties before?!" The man behind the desk shouted. "You don't just dump them on my desk! What if they escape-!"
"They won't be escaping." Samus said, flatly. "I made sure of that."
Just as she said that, one of the people on the desk let out a quiet sob, while the other slumped off and banged his head against the floor.
"...What the fuck did you even
do."
"They may be relatively low-level, but they're still ultimately criminals that need hunting." Samus said. "I wish you a good day."
[KILLING TIME AS A NOTORIOUS BOUNTY HUNTER]