A hunt for bandits(open)

In hopes of getting a better relation with the city leaders, whoever they are, and possibly make a name for himself, Ace crouched next to a cliff, with a view to the Price-Rite Supermarket; though not doing so to hunt looters, like raiders usually do, he wants to witness raiders attacking someone.
Although his intentions might seem pure, he himself knows well that he's doing this mostly just for the reputation and the possible links with authorities.

A little while later, a survivor seems to pass by the market.

Daenerys pulled out her 6P9 pistol and crouched behind a large boulder, surveying the supermarket wearily. She needed to get some more gauze for the Infirmary at Kibatsuna--but Price Rite was a notorious site for bandits and raiders. Once Dany's violet eyes were done surveying the area, she emerged from behind the rock and made her way towards the building. Her blonde hair billowed out from behind her as she advanced onwards, her triggerfinger ready. Dany's ears picked up the scuffle of a boot on dirt, and she instinctively dove behind a rusted car. The sound of iron shots rang through the air as raiders shot into her cover, and Dany cursed as a bullet knicked her shoulder. There was a halt in the gunfire, and Daenerys assumed they were reloading, so she leaned to the side and steadily aimed her gun at an orb on the ground---a land mine. The bullet exited the barrel of her gun, and the mine exploded, ceasing all gunfire. Daenerys stepped out from behind the car, put a new magazine clip in, and made her way to the doors of Price Rite, her gun extended in front of her.

Crouching next to the cliff, Ace saw all the action through his scope, he was quite amazed by the way a lady took on all of those raiders. He then saw her making her way to the shop, and once inside, to his amazement he saw one of the raiders stand up, and slowly walk to the door with a knife in his hand, his left leg seemed crippled.
One shot was fired and the raider was back down on the ground, screaming out of pain for help and mercy.
A second shot was then fired by Ace, silencing the screams.
He then sheathed his sniper on his back, took off his gas mask, and lighted a cigar.
-"Time to make some new acquaintances, and make sure this asshole is dead for good" said Ace before standing up and walking towards the market.

Daenerys breathed a sigh of relief as she entered the abandoned building, but she didn't let her guard down. She had to avoid numerous trip wires and traps as she winded her way through the deserted isles of the store. Eventually she found the medical kits, and she opened it hastily, grabbing the gauze and shoving it into her canvas bag. Daenerys cursed as her shoulder throbbed from the gunshot; she had somehow forgotten about it in the past few minutes. She rolled up her shirt sleeve, and carefully wrapped gauze around the wound to prevent blood getting over the rest of her clothes. She then took an antibacterial syringe and stabbed in into the crook of her elbow, just to ensure the wound wouldn't get infected.
Just as Dany was packing up her stuff, she thought she heard the door of the supermarket open. Grabbing her pistol, Daenerys crouched down swiftly to avoid them seeing her. Slinging her bag over her good shoulder, Dany peered around the isle to see who had entered the building.

Ace opened the door of the half-ruined market, leaving his wolf outside to guard the door. Finding no-one inside, the smile on his face quickly turned into disappointment. "How could she get out without me noticing?" he thought, as he threw his smoked cigar to the ground and grabbed an apple next to him.
Hesitating for a moment, he put the apple back in it's place. "Probably irradiated." he thought before putting his gas mask back on.

The moment he stepped outside of the market, he heard the clicking noise of a gun being cocked against his head from the right.
"Woow woow easy there, easy, you wouldn't wanna do this, trust me, my pet's gonna rip you apart."
Said Ace while putting his hands in the air.
"Your pet? You mean that wolf, or the survivor that just killed off half of our gang and hid in that market?"
Ace slowly turned right, he saw the barrel of a 9mm gun right in front of his eye, a second raider with a shotgun next to him, and his wolf on the ground.
"You bastards, you're not gonna get away with this, killing my wolf and shoving your guns around, besides, you're outta luck, the girl's no longer in the market."
"Hahaha, relax, your wolf is just tranquilized, a couple of hours later he's gonna wake up guarding our camp, can't say the same for you though, I'm afraid you'll be sleeping with the fishes." Replied the raider.

Daenerys had only wait a few minutes before the person was out of the store once more. Odd, she thought. That person must have been looking for her; no one else would walk into a store, do practically nothing, and walk back out. Dany had no idea why somebody would be looking for her, other than to kill her and take her stuff. Therefore, Dany hoisted the canvas backpack up her shoulder and stood up, gripping her pistol tightly as she walked towards the door once again. She halted once she reached it though, because she heard voices.
Straining her ears a bit, Dany could hear a few different voices--perhaps 3 or so. It sounded like some guy was getting held up by Raiders. Daenerys usually didn't stop to help people who were being held up--most people didn't in this living hell. It could cost you your life. However, this group was blocking her way out of the abandoned market, so she figured, why not. They were just going to be really fucking annoying, anyways.
Daenerys totaled it in her head: 2 raiders, and one victim. That wasn't bad at all. Taking a few steps away from the door, Daenerys spotted a rotted window in the right wall of the market. Pulling a cart directly underneath the window,  Daenerys climbed on top of the cart and pulled away the rotting plywood that was blocking the window. With some difficulty due to her shoulder, Daenerys climbed through and dropped swiftly to the ground, rolling when she hit the ground to break the momentum. Dany peered around the corner, and she found that she was right; she saw two raiders, one of them holding a shotgun, the other holding a pistol to a victim's head. Dany crept up behind shotgun guy and pulled his shotgun quick up to his throat. The raider struggled for a moment, but then he suffocated. The other raider was utterly surprised by this action, allowing the victim to get out of his reach.

Ace quickly kicked the gun out of the surprised raider's hand, after which he pulled out his own six-shooter and cocked it against the raider's head.
-"Send my regards to the devil." was the only thing Ace said before pulling the trigger.
He then turned to Dany:
-"Hey! Thanks for getting me outta this trouble, you know, good job on killing the first raider group, but you forgot one." he said pointing to the raider he sniped earlier.
-"Name's Ace." said Ace before taking off his gas-mask and drawing his right hand forward for a handshake.

Daenerys made quick work of the guns, taking their ammunition and looting the raiders for any valuables. When Dany first started killing people, she was terrified of the fact that she stole someone's life. However, she learned that it was either her, or them, and you had to go to drastic measures to survive in this hellhole. When she was done, she stood up and wiped her dirty hands on her pants. Dany looked down to see a hand extended to her, waiting for a handshake.
She looked up at the man, and shook her head. "It was nothing I don't do everyday. And I'm sorry, Ace, but I don't exactly become friends with people."
Daenerys walked past him and slung her bag on the ground. She unzipped it, and grabbed a stimpak syringe from the depths of her backpack, before stabbing it into her arm. Daenerys sighed in relief as the medicine coursed through her veins and relieved her pain. "I tend to travel on my own, and not get attached to anyone. That way I don't grieve when they get themselves killed."

Ace then took a cigar out of his pocket and lit it. 
-"We don't have to travel together, we could just alert the local authorities in the city if there are any, then we could go celebrate to the Lucky 38, have a drink and play some poker, we could trade some of my cigars for that matter, we could have some good times there, perhaps win something." he then took a puff and went on with his rambling: "Besides it's not as if it was that easy to kill me. Do you want a drag on this? It's a Cuban, some good quality right there." he asked handing the cigar to Dany.

Dany looked down at the cigar the man held out to her. She accepted it by grabbing it with her thin fingers. "My daddy used to smoke cigars on Sunday nights. He used to kick back with a newspaper on our front porch with a glass of sweet tea, and puff away with his cigar." Daenerys took a puff of the cigar, and exhaled softly, the tendrils of smoke floating languidly into the sky. "And my daddy died."  Daenerys shouldered her bag a bit more and handed the cigar back to Ace, contemplating her decision for a moment. She didn't have much to do anyways, and Iris could take care of herself for a few hours. Dany let a sigh slip past her lips as she turned to face the man. "Ah what the hell. As long as this casino serves my poison, which is whiskey, I'll be willing to go. God knows i could use a drink." Dany pulled out her pistol and checked the magazine. "Oh, and if you try anything on me I will not hesitate to shoot you in the fucking head." She added in a calm, nonchalant voice as she brushed her blonde hair past her shoulders.

Ace looked at her pistol, and said in a flirty voice:
-"Try anything on you? Sweetheart, I wouldn't dare bruise that soft skin of yours, even less put a hole in it."
He took a moment to think, and smiled at Dany.
-"Unless you're playing hard to get, that is."
He thought then that he chose his last words incorrectly, and was expecting a slap to the face, a slap that could've been the price to put some sense into him, it wasn't really the time and place to flirt...
He took a drag before throwing the smoked cigar to the ground and smashing it with his foot.