Boudica was sick and tired of living like this, constantly being afraid of being hunted down by the Mafia. Having to look behind every other moment to make sure she wasn’t being tracked, having to be wary of every stranger that looked at her a second too long. It was both mentally and physically exhausting, and Boudica was tired of it. The tantalizing stress that came with being a wanted woman seemed a bit too much for Boudica, after all, she enjoyed the relative anonymity she had just a few days ago. Now she had both a bounty issued by the Marines and a hit out on her head, issued by the District 8 gang. Boudica now had to look out for Marines, Bounty Hunters, Mafia Enforcers, and god knows who else.
Aside from the stress caused by her newfound small-time infamy, Boudica was also very worried for Lori, the young girl she had rescued from a human trafficking gang in District 8. She was the very reason for why Boudica had gotten into this mess, and Boudica felt immensely guilty that she was not able to protect Lori. After all, she didn’t even know where Lori was anymore. For all she knew, Lori could have been captured by the gang, or even dead by this point. The guilt panged across Boudica’s body, and she felt physically ill by the array of emotions she was experiencing.
Boudica felt sick and she quickly ran over to the toilet, before vomiting. The stress was negatively affecting her health, and she still felt sore and bruised from the previous clashes she had gotten into with the Mafia. First she took down a crazy mid-level Mafia enforcer named Ottabio, who gave her a good shiner on her right eye, and then she fought an even stronger Mafia enforcer named Totti Grotti the very next day, and the bastard broke a few of her ribs when he slammed his axe handle onto her side.
Boudica’s black eye was healing nicely, but Totti’s blunt attack caused a large toll of Boudica’s body, as she was still very sore and bruised, and it was still slightly painful to move her body around quickly. Nevertheless, she persisted and continued searching for Lori, an activity she continued doing every single day. Boudica scoured the streets of Baltigo, trying to find even a hint of Lori’s presence, but Baltigo’s large population and dangerous streets made the search particularly difficult. If they were on a smaller island with a friendlier population, it might have been easier, but the conditions made the chances of Boudica ever finding Lori very slim.
Despite the slim odds, Boudica still persisted. Boudica had emotionally invested herself in the welfare of Lori, after all, she had risked her life multiple times to protect Lori. A younger, more callous Boudica would have ditched Lori the first chance she got, if it meant increasing her odds of survival. As Boudica grew older and stronger, she began to care more about the people around her, because she was no longer in a position where she had to struggle everyday to survive. Boudica’s current life was by no means, a picnic, but she was financially stable and powerful enough to dispatch high-ranking Mafia enforcers on Baltigo. Compared to when she first came to Baltigo, Boudica was living a life of immense prosperity.
Aside from the stress caused by her newfound small-time infamy, Boudica was also very worried for Lori, the young girl she had rescued from a human trafficking gang in District 8. She was the very reason for why Boudica had gotten into this mess, and Boudica felt immensely guilty that she was not able to protect Lori. After all, she didn’t even know where Lori was anymore. For all she knew, Lori could have been captured by the gang, or even dead by this point. The guilt panged across Boudica’s body, and she felt physically ill by the array of emotions she was experiencing.
Boudica felt sick and she quickly ran over to the toilet, before vomiting. The stress was negatively affecting her health, and she still felt sore and bruised from the previous clashes she had gotten into with the Mafia. First she took down a crazy mid-level Mafia enforcer named Ottabio, who gave her a good shiner on her right eye, and then she fought an even stronger Mafia enforcer named Totti Grotti the very next day, and the bastard broke a few of her ribs when he slammed his axe handle onto her side.
Boudica’s black eye was healing nicely, but Totti’s blunt attack caused a large toll of Boudica’s body, as she was still very sore and bruised, and it was still slightly painful to move her body around quickly. Nevertheless, she persisted and continued searching for Lori, an activity she continued doing every single day. Boudica scoured the streets of Baltigo, trying to find even a hint of Lori’s presence, but Baltigo’s large population and dangerous streets made the search particularly difficult. If they were on a smaller island with a friendlier population, it might have been easier, but the conditions made the chances of Boudica ever finding Lori very slim.
Despite the slim odds, Boudica still persisted. Boudica had emotionally invested herself in the welfare of Lori, after all, she had risked her life multiple times to protect Lori. A younger, more callous Boudica would have ditched Lori the first chance she got, if it meant increasing her odds of survival. As Boudica grew older and stronger, she began to care more about the people around her, because she was no longer in a position where she had to struggle everyday to survive. Boudica’s current life was by no means, a picnic, but she was financially stable and powerful enough to dispatch high-ranking Mafia enforcers on Baltigo. Compared to when she first came to Baltigo, Boudica was living a life of immense prosperity.