emerging from the depths, she waited until the fight was over. finally, someone who can pull their own weight and handle more than a few on his own, “ well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” the tease dances in her tone, oozing with admiring taste with her silhouette present. she leans against brick, limbs crossed and her head tilted as she takes note of him, “ come here often? ”
usually, if ky wanted to be watched, he would have gone back home – maybe an illegal fighting bar or three if he wanted some quick cash. though, he doubted that anyone would truly take interest in him. not really at least – titles and allegiances got boring after a while. not to mention whatever risks came with them. “— only when i’m bored,” he said, trying to not seem too rude for the moment. “ among other things. ”
Hellfirebound 