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“Ah... You saw all that? Well, don’t make a big deal out of it.”

Drake dismissively shook the wallet in her hand. Perhaps it would have been common courtesy to call out to the man who had dropped it. Perhaps it was immoral to pick it up and walk the other way. It didn’t really matter to her. If there was little satisfaction to be had in robbing people blind, it didn’t detract from the profit. Someone so careless with their money was going to be taken advantage of sooner or later, and it wasn’t like her to not seize an opportunity when it appeared.

          “what’s the matter, never seen a guy drink at-- wait, what’s the time?”

his flask hovered just shy his lips, before he swiveled his head left and right to discern the sun’s position and-- whatever. it was 5 o’clock somewhere, right?

          “... hey, it’s at least 12.” shrugging, he took a swig.

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— [ ✪ ] — As much as this city troubles him, Oleander still has one of his pets. Small, white, and full of fluff, the pet rabbit is fiercely loyal and intelligent compared to others of her species. Even so, arriving in the city again has left both pet and owner more than a little frazzled.

Sector oo5 isn't as dangerous as oo3, but crime exists everywhere. A gunshot can be heard in the distance causing his rabbit runs away in fright when he decides on taking her out for a walk. She takes off through a narrow alleyway during a brief moment of distraction, leaving her owner in a state of carefully concealed distraught.

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An agitated roar came from the Mercenary as she flipped the longsword’s grip back and thrust it forward into the training dummy, ripping the torso of it apart. Although aggressive, it worked from the resistant material as she threw it up and with it- the sword itself. 

Its been quite a while since Riku was able to train somewhere, getting into fight after fight, some with random thugs- others with Skull. After getting her arm broken, her most important and dominate one, it made her realize that being rather lax wasn’t he best situation for survival. With that realization, she started doing some training reminiscent of the ones with Master Hogou and the others back in Trindia. Hard, aggressive, along with some cruel and very unusual punishment. 

Pulling the wooden sword that was original given to her out, she jumped up and lifted her leg before forcefully kicking it back down to earth. However it seemed that the dummy was heading straight for someone’s head at that exact same moment, and getting hit with that weight along with a iron sword wasn’t a good combination at all. 

There was something about a fellow warrior, you could usually pick them up from the look in their eye and the way they carried themselves. If their values were noble, they made good allies. Especially in a place where you were always fighting for your life. 

  “Okay, okay, so a mushroom walks into a bar and orders a drink. But the bartender just says ‘Get out’,” when imitating the bartender, she used a voice unnecessarily deep. Before she continued, however, she shot her victim-- er, chatting buddy, a curious look.