a black rosary held in Santeria

"He didn’t. We’d just met on the street…I cut my finger on something." She remembered his calculating face eying her and her finger. "Thinking back on it, he was tad odd about the whole thing. No previous gang affiliation, no. But uh…yeah, met me and then lead me here. Everyone was really surprised…that it was Lucas…?" She didn’t mention that she was entirely too nervous about it or that she feared being left out in the woods by the then-stranger. Everything had worked out in the end and even the combined ‘test’ Wren and Alec had tried to chase her off with didn’t deter her. The brunette grumbled thinking of that month, though she didn’t hold a grudge against either of them, she just didn’t like remembering that point in time. 

"Lucas doesn't exactly have a reputation for bringing back newbies," Sin said, lips pursed tightly together and her brows raised just-so. "Doesn't have a good track record with the few he has brought back, either. You're the first exception to his rule that's not.. Really a rule and more him being cruel at random." She shook her head, clearly not one for agreeing with the other Soldier's penchant for pre-meditated trouble where fellow and potential gang members were involved. "He can be nice though, don't get me wrong! It's just a little like.. Y'know, dealin' with something feral. Feral and moody on occasion. Usually nice, though, so long as you don't take his barbs to heart." Sin nodded solemnly once her final statement had been said, the older girl not wanting to alarm Sage.

Sure. Doesn’t everyone?

Probably. Anyway, thanks for telling me about Don.

"Judy…bloom?" Sage muffled her laughter with her hand. The nickname was ridiculous, yet endearing and as always, she enjoyed hearing about how others viewed Judas. She was nearly certain Judas probably wasn’t partial to the name but she’d keep it close just in case. "I usually stick to Judas’ agenda." If Sage went off on her own to do things, she’d rather it be kept out of as many rumors as possible but lying when she didn’t absolutely need to made her uncomfortable. What use was information on how she stole from hospitals and pillaged pills from warehouses to burn it all down in some abandoned building West of the city? There wasn’t any, so Sage sorted it into the irrelevant pile in her head. "I have the weapons I need and Judas keeps me well equipped."

At the other girl's amused confusion over the nickname, Sin snorted; the noise unladylike but honest. "Yup. Judybloom." It was a cheery nickname for a not-so-cheery guy; Soldier irony at its finest. She couldn't remember who had come up with the nickname, but knew it had been around for a while, Judas himself barely batting an eye at it: making him anything other than extra-apathetic was a hard task to accomplish. 

What, Don?

I do like getting eaten out. Do you?

Mm, I can tip you. If you have anything on the bald guy by the bar.

Killjoys. You?

Toy Soldier.

Eris’ mind was working fast - well, at its top speed for having just woken up and snuck out of whoever she slept with last night’s place. The other woman just didn’t sit right with her and the Rag Doll was trying to figure out why. Maybe it was just the fact that she’d been caught on a walk of shame but it felt like there was more to it. 

"... Eris."

Brunette locks once again shifted to the side as her head cocked to the side, brows furrowed slightly at the mention of a trade system. Quickly after, everything clicked into place in Sage’s mind, “I guess I am.” Her tone indicated her realization that what she did had an actual name. The fact that Sin knew about it meant that it had history, too. The younger soldier nodded to herself. It made sense. That’s how the lab was able to function as it did. She wondered how the system came about and how Judas handled it before she had come along to help. Fingers found their way through her hair. She might ask him about it later. 

The blush on Sage's face made the girl seem even more endearing to Sin, her lips splitting apart to reveal another wide grin. "Fair enough," she responded, figuring that it was true - he did have a home, as did the rest of them. All of the gang kids had been strays at one point or another, but there was a reason they were gang members and not street kids any longer. She nodded as Sage explained how she'd ended up there, only to give her question a soft raise of her own eyebrows in response. "What, me? Nothing interesting." Secrets were secrets. "I mostly look around for loot. Personal stuff; nothing big that'd help the trade system out." It was a half-truth - half the story of what she did when outside of the lab. The other half wasn't something she was keen on sharing with anyone, vigilantes or not.

A highly dangerous criminal.

I’m very good at following through with threats.

Don't care, so long as you don't try anything.

You’re lucky I’m already slightly buzzed. 

Wouldn't call it smart to make threats if you're buzzed, but hey. 'n I'm taking shelter from a patrol. We're far out, but they've been upping it lately, so I took the safe route. Planned on waiting it out in here.

Then why, again, are you here?

Taking shelter. It's not like this place is boarded up. Or hard to break into.

This, Sin, is my stash. I came here to get drunk.

Well, drink your fill; not here to stop ya.

Mm-hm.

Don't really have one. Guess I'm just as aggressive as everyone else around these parts.

So you’re not going to arrest me? Why else would you be here?

Why are you here?

[Curls her fingers into claws] Grrrrr….

Real cute.