Mjyd was SO bored. Where were all the boys? It was no fun when there were no boys around. She huffed and looked down at her immaculately groomed pelt. Mmm, yeah, hot. Oh wait! Was that a spec of dirt?? Oh no no, this would NOT do. What if someone came along? She spotted a large stone that would hopefully be free of too much dirt, and hopped up onto it to groom her paw. She was beautiful, and she was going to polish this paw until it shined.
It had been week since Gin had been home to the pride and the worry like concern spread on her face as she made her way as quick as possible. True Saraid was left to handle things along with her sisters however there was always the chance that something horrible wrong could have happened, not to mentioned she had failed in finding anyone to join their pride. She was not surprised that it was rough to be able to find anyone somewhat skilled in spying or killing but she was more surprised that it was this hard in doing so. Furrowing her brows the lioness kept her pace, her coat still rather dusty from her morning sleep.
Hmph. Well look at that. She THOUGHT that was another lioness. Hard to tell though through all that dirt and dust. Usually only men let themselves get so disgusting, she thought. Then again, maybe her own coat was just so glorious that it made the other's seem pale and dingy in comparison. She sighed and rolled her shoulders. Well she was bored...might as well be a gentle-lady and say hello.
"Hello there! You seem rather...mmm, down. Someone stole your honey, honey?"
Gin was playing little to no attention to where she was going or really what was around her until a voice sounded from the left of her. She paused, she wasn't entirely sure if the voice was for her or if she had merely passed a conversation between to other lions however the rather immaculate lioness appeared to be interested in her. She rose a brow as she had called her honey, that was rather rare no one ever dared to call her by familiar or pet like names then again most members of the pride were rather intimidated by her.
Gin furrowed her brow as she replied, "I'm merely in a rush and worried about what I will come home to."
"Ooooh, I see." She slid luxuriously down onto her belly, letting her tail curl and twist in the air behind her. Oh yes, this was a good pose, she looked stunning she was sure. She fluttered her eyelashes and smiled knowingly. "So either someone has stolen your honey, or they might be? That's a bother." She grinned slyly. "You should dump him. A good male knows his place. You're dusty, but I think you're pretty. He should be able to see that, and worship you." That's what males did for pretty ladies, didn't they? It was what she was used to at least.
A bit of a smile spread on Gin's lips, the first rule in Skuda was never to take a mate there were nothing more than trouble and in the end you ran the risk of getting yourself killed and your fellow pride members in hot water. As well Gin really had little to no interest in keeping a mate, what was love for in the first place? True she didn't mind have children however it was merely to keep her lineage going not for the sake of love.
"I'm afraid to disappoint but I don't have any mate let alone a male that I am worried about, truly I'm more worried about my pride and leaving it for so long," she paused giving a bit of a nod, "however thank you."
Hmph. Now where was the fun in that? No secret mistress, and no male to be put back in his place? Bah. Just typical pride politics then. She pulled a sour face and sighed. "Disappointing alright. Well if it's so bad to leave, why'd you go? Maybe looking for a mate? Gotta give me something hon, or else I'm just going to have to make it up here." Her tail lashed in agitation. "So what's the story sweet thing? Fill me in, I'm bored."
"I am always looking for males rather it be for a mission or just a mere spy as a mistress," Gin replied with a bit of thought unsure of exactly how to put her mission into words without extreme detailed, " as well of those whom I don't have to keep. As for leaving, it's the same as any other pride we need to more members, and as much as like handling politics they become rather boring to deal with all the time, taking a mission once in a while is rather amusing to pass the time." She ignored the lioness's agitation, really she had no interest informing a mere greeting all of her life history true it was probably interesting to those who wanted to know about secrets, missions, killing and etc. but for love stories it was rather empty. Gin never kept a mate, she cared little for love and probably played the role of mistress far too many times.
Talk talk talk. Okay, Mjyd wasn't really that interested in this dingy lioness' story. She'd just been bored, was that such a problem? And she couldn't even come up with something interesting? Gee, if it'd been Mjyd, she would have lied rather than have a boring story. "So basically you need more pride members, and you were bored, so you volunteered to go out looking for them." She looked around slowly. "...Guess there weren't many to be found, huh? Or maybe they don't like the idea of your pride? Hmm. What's your pride like?" Still bored, she might as well keep her talking. She could move on in a little, and who knew. Maybe the pride would be something worth gossiping about next time she found a good looking male to hang off of.
She seemed rather uninterested in what the silver lioness had to say, what waste of rather valuable traveling time Gin thought as a rather annoyed mood started to emerge. One of the few things that bothered Gin, stupid creatures and wasting time, there was always something to do, somewhere to be however chatting around with a rather nonsensical lioness about males wasn't one of them.
"Not a lot of creatures have the skills or guts in being trained killers and spies unfortunately. Either they are far to soft and pampered or they are unable to cast off the morality of hurting a fellow friend." Gin replied uninterested into telling her more, there was little doubt in her mind that the lioness in front of her would join let alone she questioned if she could even have the skills to be. She seemed rather self indulged and would only peruse her own interest.
Oh. Well that was more than Mjyd' expected. A pride of killers? How...cute. No overly typical pride all about harmony or the circle of life seemed interesting to her any more. Everyone and their mother knew about those prides. It seemed like more specialized ones had been cropping up lately...none fitted Mjyd, but at least they weren't as boring. "I see. Well, now I'll know who to go to if I need someone taken care of, hmm? Do you take outside commissions? Or is it purely an internal thing?" She could think of one or two past mates that were still hanging about that she could stand to be rid of. Of course, she could do it herself...but then she'd get icky blood all over her glorious fur.
Gin was not surprised by the lioness's question, everyone it seemed needed some form of the pride's skill rather it be for killing or for spying. It wasn't rare that one needed or feared one day of coming in search of their skills and as long as rumors of the pride existence lingered in the mouths of others they were sure to keep their pride going. Such ideas worked well when it came to spreading rumors in hopes to weed out targets or to nestle self doubt of another's actions in a pride, even the smallest details were necessary for a successful mission.
"We accept outside commissions typically, its rare for it to be an internal matter unless we find one of our own to betray us," Gin replied with a rather interesting gleam in her eye, it was always interesting these little missions of why someone needed someone else to disappear.
"That's gotta be interesting, having to off someone you know." She thought about it. Could she kill someone she thought of as a friend? Probably...not. Not unless they called her ugly and really got her going or something. She wouldn't stand a slight to her good looks. "How about males? Your pride have lots of those? See, if I were to want someone done in, it'd be...well a few of my previous hangers-on that don't seem to have understood that I don't find them appealing any more. Always snooping around and trying to bother me, or scare away my current interests." She licked a paw daintily and inspected the claws. "One of them was a rather big fellow...you have someone who could handle that? I might just have to come look you loves up, if you do." Then again, she did get a sort of twisted pleasure in her little stalkers. They made her feel good, if a little irritated.
"We have males, some larger than others some small for swift without noise and can't find the bodies missions where the other just merely disappears and no one know what has happened to them." Gin replied, though it was no surprise that the lioness before was having trouble with males. She seemed as if she had no problem getting a mate let alone a date for the night. Even though the large brutal like strength of someone getting rid of a lion was always the first thought that came to mind, Gin preferred the silent way, it was much easier and less of a fuss if someone merely came along and poisoned, or merely killed on in their sleep instead of causing a large ruckus. Not to mention it kept identities more in tack, if no one knew what happened the less people know who did it in the first place.
"Mmm, I see. So you can take them out in a big brutal way, or do it all sneaky like? And how would I know it was done, if someone did it the sneaky way? You could do nothing and if I don't see them around, then I might think they were gone..." She watched a bird go flapping by. "I don't know. The quiet way'd probably be more merciful for them too. Bah. Stupid boys, they'd probably go to heaven too." She chuckled and waved a dismissive paw at the other lioness. "No, no, I think I'll let them live. Today at least. I do thank you though for sharing that information with me...I'll be sure to look you honies up if I ever DO need you. And...good luck with that whole recruiting thing. I'm sure someone'll turn up. Not me, of course, but someone. Now...if you excuse me...I think I see a lovely watering hole over that way, and I must have a bath...my fur is just so dirty today!"
Gin merely gave a nod as the lioness left to go clean what she thought was an already clean fur. True if you did things silently one would never know if they target died, it was why there was either trust and that when they disposed of another lion a part of that lion was always brought back. It was not merely something as simple as tuff of hair that anyone could obtain it was whatever the client asked for them to return. Though there would always be doubt Gin never took those who cheated missions well, they were typically condemned to death if so, it was one thing to fail a mission however to never complete and lie doing so was a large mistake. Everything was based on how well they were able to complete their mission if they didn't and word got out the pride would suffer. Leaving the lioness to her bathing Gin continued to head into the direction she called home.
