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She'd leapt and everything had crumbled around her. Concetta's bare feet hit the sidewalk right in the place the other's had, just as the door swung and enough so she could see in. The dark haired woman hissed and fell to one knee, her ankle marked with a thick welt where she'd tripped on her escape.

Cee caught her breath before standing to a hobbling upright. She tested the ankle to find it, thankfully, was merely a surface bruise and nothing too damaging. With a quick glance around she was glad to see she was exactly where she'd planned to be.

Concetta was tanned, with long straight hair and near black eyes. She was busty on top, shoulders bared in a peasant top, and wide hipped. She swung said hips experimentally, her skirts smoothing out and baubles jingling. Gold earrings, bracelets and a few belts danced. Ah. Yes. Perfect. Besides the slight limp, she was perfectly acceptable.

And yes... primping was necessary.

"Hope you bet on my side," Ferros chuckled. He tipped the shot back and set the glass down on the bar, picking his water up again; he was still on duty, but it would be rude to refuse the toast.

"A few years back," he answered. "He observed several of my matches, then offered me a contract. It's solid, secure work, and I'm grateful to him. The Watch is my family now."

The next moment a young woman poked her head through the doors. She looked like a better, more reasonable target. Candace she said her name was. He took a note and smiled at her letting down his guard a bit. He was about to answer when the much bigger one, Roar suddenly grabbed him.

“LET GO!” his poker face was ruined the moment he started getting manhandled. Not that he wasn’t plenty intimidated enough by the much larger man cracking his knuckles in the friendliest of manners or the words “rough him up”, but intimidation was thrown out the window when his shirt was grabbed from the back painfully twisting up his wings and he was suddenly yanked forward. Forget impressions, he hadn’t survived his entire kingdom suddenly turning on its head up only to be roughed up and possibly killed by a man twice his size upon arrival. He twisted in his shirt trying to pull himself away, unable to just slip out as it painful caught on his wings. Limbs started flailing everywhere before he was unceremoniously dropped again.

He crumpled dazed before realizing the woman had told Roar to drop him. He stayed where he was for the moment not wanting to catch more unwanted attention again.

Olivia wasn't sure if it was the head wound, or just her general lack of preparation for moving onto other Kingdoms with such short notice (and one she never guessed she would see). She just felt like a deer caught in headlights, staring at the large intimidating man as her companion with wings made up the tale of their situation; it was far better than anything she would have come up with - he was probably a much better salesperson than she was also.

She watched in unsure silence (stupid stupid silence) as another woman seemed to come to their rescue, offering kinder greeting and a doctor to boot. Olivia almost smiled, but she couldn't yet bring herself to do it. Not with what was going on in her head, things she couldn't really speak about. It was probably for the best to play the victim, at least she could look perpetually sad until she was tended to. "We're ... not sure," was what she managed to get out until they were joined by another citizen of their once fair kingdom of Silver and the conversation shifted five more times.

Olivia fell back into her silence, watching with a wide eye as Roar picked her first companion up and dropped him in the span that it took her to actually push herself up. She was obviously not going to get anything in edge wise, so she kept her mouth shut for now.

The next two were called up together, on account of their relation to each other, but they'd each volunteered of their own accord. Unlike a few of the other pairs, they weren't getting roped in by proxy. B0nez pulled up their files.




"Jing and Ying. Casino workers, huh? You're right at home. And accrued a fair amount of debt, hmm, but good taste. Myself, I like the Kawasaki-"

"B0nez," Harrison warned, before he started yammering about wheels and tech.

"As you've already figured out, this puts you in the clear. Debt-wise. Ah, and let's see. Spying, you said," he nodded to the brother, "and numbers. You'll get more than one favor if we all make it out of this. Of course, cunning is always welcome in the Watch. And sticking together, you'll have a good chance... Heheh, although you might have to deal with more than cards. How good are you with ballistics?"

Jing: (Pawn) Left-facing Fox
Ying: (Pawn) Right-facing Fox



"Samantha ---. Oh yes, we've used you before- hmm. Very good. The battles ahead will require viciousness, which you have in ample supply. Although you've been...discreet in the past, we're at the turnover. A lot of cards are on the table. Just try to keep clear of TKing- um, friendly fire. Unless, you know. We ask you to."

Sammy: (Pawn) Wolverine



"Sepheran. In spite of...circumstances, you've always been a very far-sighted individual, which we like to encourage. Watchfulness is our- theme you might say, and we'll need your insight in the battles ahead. In addition to your ahem," B0nez looks very distinctly at the snake coiled around Sepheran's neck, "fangs."

He paused.

"....We're also giving you a tattoo with a snake on it."

Sepheran: (Pawn) Snake



Ahm: (Pawn) Crocodile

More people were called up. None of them were him. It was easy to get paranoid. He'd never been punished for flirting around before, he couldn't imagine why it would start now. He rested his chin on Massacre's head with a dramatic sigh. His life was so hard.

Tracey meanwhile was watching the intruders with curiosity, they didn't look like they were from around here, Harrison had mentioned huge things were about to happen - had it started already?

It seemed like the Boss was talkin' to Jerry, Roar, and the new guys. Things were bein' handled, then. With a guy as big as Roar around, well, G was pretty content knowing that the newcomers weren't going to try anything stupid. They'd have to be pretty dumb to even think they'd succeed, anyway...

Speaking of bein' pretty dumb, Gargantuan couldn't help but notice Rep sighing melodramatically, not-quite cuddling his tiger. Maybe he was feelin' a little down about not being called up yet, but there wasn't any reason to fear.

Not even hesitating, the big man would step closer to the redhead, reaching out to pat his shoulder twice. "Bet the boss has good stuff planned for you. You're a real strong guy."