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Slowly she felt around the tabletop before finding the shirt. "Bitsy, Laundry." She said simply before pulling out a chair next to Loki. Holding the shirt out in the process. The boxer mix jumped up to take the wet shirt and ran off with it. "You still smell like blood." Careful not to knock...

Katia let out a sigh as he agreed to take off the wet shirt at least. Stepping away she made her way to the fridge. Opening it up, it was organized a little different then most. Slowly she felt around for meat, cheese, and mustard. Setting it all out, she then went and got some bread. Once done...

Katia sighed as she stepped forwards. "Look, I'm sorry. You're in a bad shape and I shouldn't be so harsh. Lets start over." Grabbing one of the kitchen hand towels she moved behind him with ease. Not having lights didn't bother her a bit. "I'm going to start drying your hair, ok? My name's...

What felt like minutes, an hour even, took place in only a few seconds. Sparrow had dispatched the two drunks that threatened all kinds of things. Meanwhile the number of willing opponents only seem to grow. The sounds of chair scooting and cracking knuckles rang throughout the bar. "No...

The men that entered only held her attention for the briefest of moments. Her eyes rolled as she looked back to the charming Sparrow. A smile cracked her lips as he frowned. Quickly she waved over the barmaids for another round of drinks. Her cheeks darkened a degree to his complement. "Thank...

She couldn't picture him not being able to use a weapon well. The way he oozed confidence while in combat. And every other aspect as well. "The spear was the first thing I learned. Using it to fish." Zoya said without thinking. He was easy to talk to. Easier than it should be. "Same with the...

What was up with her? He asked about her hanging out there and her competing for the first time. "Well, yes. It is my first time to be in the competition." She said sheepishly. "I've had lots of time to practice with the spear and bow. The sword and hand to hand still need work." Zoya swirled...

Droplets of sweat glistened off her honey skin as her chest rose and fell between heavy breaths. Mottled cheeks confirming her exhaustion. If the fight had lasted any longer then she would have been walking away with something more than a few crimson lines across her face and hands. Or a few...

From across the sea? What on earth? How far had he traveled if his weapon was from another continent? Zoya's smile lessened as he spoke about the Swordsaints of Aldori. Surely it was a bluff. Never before had one been allowed to enter the competitions. Why would one be let in now? "Prove it."...

Katia didn't even make it out of the kitchen when he spoke. She sighed at his explanation. "Guess it's not your fault you got stuck with that name. Still, is there anything else I can call you besides.. Loki?" She asked. Crossing her arms over her chest she tilted her head with a shrug. "You...

Shamrock eyes danced around the arena before answering. "Zoya Willows." Her voice softening a degree as she spoke. No one in there should know her but Zoya didn't want to risk it. Cause she needed it he said. Great, was her skills or lack thereof that noticeable? No others here would have been...

Frowning, Katia moved away from the man. "You know, your mom had bad taste when picking out your name. Is there something else I can call you?" She really didn't know what to think. The man was shaking, soaked, and hurt. On top of that his protest of a paramedic said there was something wrong...

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Katia was starting to get a headache between the knocking at the door, the dog barking like crazy, and the rain. Almost no lights were on in the house. And everything had small bumps every foot or so. Like tiny markers. From the other side, a few clicks rang out as she...

One week earlier. "Zoya, when you head into town take your brother." A woman called from the window. Long chocolate strands of silken hair falling over her shoulder as she leaned against the ledge. "And bring home a loaf of bread, a wheel of cheese, and some apples if you can." The woman was in...