The first room is spacious, with only a few padded chairs here and there. There are several hallways branching off from this room, but there is no way of knowing which one will lead to Clamhawk.
"Let's split up," Y'Tar suggests. "I'll go left, you go right. If neither one of us finds Clamhawk, head back here and wait for the other to go up the center."
Ruby nods, and heads off down her designated hall. Y'Tar takes another look around before heading down his.
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Clamhawk finishes preparations, putting on one last ammuntions belt. He steps outside his room and heads down the hall.
Sounds of the battle can be heard through the walls and windows, and from the sound of lazer fire, his men need him badly.
Clamhawk speeds up his walk, his favorite solid-ammo rifle at the ready.
He turns the corner at the end of the hall and sees none other than Ruby Roxx the tiny bounty hunter do the same.
"YOU?!" he shouts. "You're with THEM now?!"
He aims his gun and opens fire.
*GNK GNK GNK* The large rounds boom out of the barrel, but hit the floor and walls as the tiny traitor retreats behind the corner.
"Miniature coward!" Clamhawk barks as he storms up the hall, gun still in firing position. Tiny footsteps can be hear going down the hall, and he hurries to catch her.
*GNK GNK GNK GNK* More booming bullets are fired, and Ruby just manages to evade, the rounds singeing her curly hair and little dress. She ducks down another hall as Clamhawk runs up this one.
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Large gunshots can be heard from inside the building. Y'Tar whips his head around, looking back down the hall he came.
"Ruby," he whispers to himself as he runs back to the first room.
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*GNK GNK GNK* More rounds fly throught he air, blasting holes into the hallway walls. The plaster shrapnel flies out and hits Ruby in the head and legs, but she refuses to stop running.
Clamhawk shoulders the rifle runs as fast as he can. His height advantage helps him catch up to her easily. He reaches out with his leathery hand and grabs her tiny shoulders.
Clamhawk easily picks up the tiny female with his one hand, and holds her high off the ground, her four foot frame four feet off the ground.
Ruby kicks and flails, but his grip is to good. Clamhawk holsters his rifle at his hip, and uses his shooting hand to tear away at Ruby's tiny dress.
Clamhawk presses Ruby against the wall face first, her pink skin and pale blue bra and panties a bold contrast against the bland grayish-green of the building's walls.
Being only four feet tall, Ruby is only about two-thirds, maybe half Clamhawk's height. As Ruby kicks her little pink legs against the wall, Clamhawk's leathery hand takes hold of her pint-sized posterior.
Ruby protests, but is paid no mind as Clamhawk removes her blue panties, exposing her bare pink booty.
"Mmm," Clamhawk purrs, "that's real nice."
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