06:15:28: Package picked up by Leroy Palestine
06:15:29: Mac Nielson is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by Leroy Palestine after a failed package theft attempt.  Leroy Palestine resumes on their way.
06:48:15: Someone once told Feisty Gazebo the best way to handle this job is like it's personal.  Not business.  Leroy Palestine got one over on Feisty Gazebo once before.  So definitely, for Feisty Gazebo, that advice hits close to the chest.  No guns.  Not this time.  Feisty Gazebo stakes out the area.  Hides in the shadows.  Feisty Gazebo see's Leroy Palestine running hurriedly down the street.  Feisty Gazebo takes one last look at the triple barrel sawed-off shotgun in their sling.  Certainly safer.  No.  It's time for revenge.  Feisty Gazebo ducks out of the corner, an electrically charged knife in a firm grip.  Leroy Palestine doesn't even skip a beat, slicing downward with a chainsaw that Feisty Gazebo did not see before.  Feisty Gazebo takes a long horrified look at their severed limb on the ground, still clutching the knife, and then once more up to see Leroy Palestine escaping with the package still in tow far down the road.  Don't worry.  The Intergalactic Postal Service has excellent health coverage for limb replacement.
06:48:27: Feisty Gazebo does not normally mourn death.  Feisty Gazebo is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another.  But that last death.  A split second of Feisty Gazebo thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as Leroy Palestine emerged from the parking garage, package in tow.  The shot missed.  Leroy Palestine dove, taking a shot mid-air.  Leroy Palestine was not thinking about human connection, unlike Feisty Gazebo.  This is arguably why Feisty Gazebo was shot in the gut.  Leroy Palestine resumes their delivery, package in tow.
06:48:34: There are automatic rifles and there are these.  The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as Feisty Gazebo hefts it on their shoulder.  The rounds are known to puncture holes two feet wide through heavy ship armor, and are held in a backpack and fed via sling.  It is this reason alone that Feisty Gazebo has used it, targeting Leroy Palestine's ship as it races across the horizon.  However, Leroy Palestine's ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system.  Feisty Gazebo's rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor.  Leroy Palestine dips their ship, skirting past Feisty Gazebo and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
06:48:39: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  Feisty Gazebo has taken the precaution of wrapping that entire entry-way with barbed wire.  The only issue with barbed wire in this day and age is that once spotted, it can be avoided.  Leroy Palestine ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  Leroy Palestine almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in Feisty Gazebo's trap. Frantic, Leroy Palestine activates their shield generator which creates a kinetic field of energy around their body, and it successfully severs most of the barbed wire.  Limping, Leroy Palestine hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As Feisty Gazebo manically runs after Leroy Palestine firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of Leroy Palestine's grenades, losing a leg.  Leroy Palestine continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
06:48:44: Feisty Gazebo misses their double-fisted pistol shots.   A sad attempt involving a total of 24 rounds fired at Leroy Palestine.  Leroy Palestine resumes delivery of their package.
06:48:49: Leroy Palestine is bloody from head to toe after a rough number of successful entanglements.  "Geronimo, fuckstick!"  They look up at the voice and see a a dot in the sky.  It quickly turns into two dots:  a sky born Feisty Gazebo on a rocket powered hang-glider, and the portable thermonuclear device they've dropped.  "Parcel transferred," can be heard from dispatch as Feisty Gazebo swoops past the mangled corpse and snags the package.
07:00:42: Feisty Gazebo is on a roll, carving a violent swathe through everything in their path when they enter a crossroads.  Dangerous territory.  A field of Space Bastards, but Feisty Gazebo smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  Feisty Gazebo lets loose a volley of grenades while igniting their rocket boots, soaring over the carnage below.  One failed attempt.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Each attempted theft of the package raises Feisty Gazebo's adrenaline.  Blaylock Samson fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of Feisty Gazebo.  "Not today, my friend."  Feisty Gazebo twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting Blaylock Samson four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
07:15:55: Package delivered by Feisty Gazebo for $160,000