Lyudmilla Johnson has had a tip-off that there are bounty-hunters on her trail and she is lying low. At the sound of approaching footsteps, she dives into a shady dead-end and waits for them to pass. From her hiding-place, she can hear two women are strutting down the passageway, loudly discussing Denavian Fashion Week, but one glance would tell her that these are the bounty-hunters themselves, packing very impressive firepower. Another giveaway would-be their headcams, for the benefit of employers who aren't too choosy about how they sort out "the problem" and merely expect proof. The bounty-hunters have had tabs on Lyudmilla since the moment they came on board and they have a shuttle handy to spirit her away. What's more, they know exactly where she is and use sign-language to set up their attack... Suddenly, a hole appears in the wall next to Lyudmilla's hip. Instinctively, although something tells her not to, she turns her head to look. Then she is looking down the muzzles of two raypistols. "Game's up, sunshine. Let's skip the argy-bargy and go straight to the 'It's-a-fair-cop' part of the proceedings, shall we?" Boots from DAZ (V3 Leather Boots, TailGunner) and Planet Vixens. Lilith for V3 by Nemain Ravenwood and AngusD (Render-Spice). Kozaburo Short Hair.