Thread: Colliding Worlds (BurningWillows & Greeneyed23)

Seraphina sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance as her group makes a clear entrance, attracting pretty much everyone in the bar. Which for them, was not the best idea. Sure the inn accepted supernaturals, a rarity in some cities, and this was the only bar in town that mercenaries could come to for contracts. But that was just it. Any patron in the room was a mercenary or wasteland walker, looking for a new contract, or to find themselves a client. Many mercs worked alone, and others only in small groups of two or three. Seraphina's group was much, much larger. And notorious for it, known well throughout the community. Which meant when they walked in a bar, it was almost a surefire thing that they had a new client lined up. And any merc in this room who hadn't known who they were, was clued in now. Things are about to get interesting, Sera sighed, When I said come into the bar separate, it was not attract attention. Why is it only Elaya got that memo? What's the big deal of a few mercs watching us? Kai asked, leaning away from Narxis as he sat down, Sorry mate, I only hug pretty girls. Like Elaya. He winked at her, knowing he'd probably get no more than a glare, but he enjoyed getting under the werewolf's skin. The entire room is watching us Kai, which means they will be down our throats the minute we meet our client. Works sparse at times. And the client can now use this to her advantage and lower the pay, to the best bidder. What our lovely leader means to say is this is no longer just our contract. And if we do not proceed carefully, we may lose out on quite a bit of gold, a deep voice sunk into their bones, carrying weight as he sat down. Amitiel took a seat beside Elaya, his cold eyes sweeping across the table before resting on his opposite, Narxis. While the demon enjoyed stirring a room, Amitiel wanted nothing but peace, void of mortal emotion so that only logic and calculation remained. He rose his drink - plain water - before him and nodded his head towards the demon before drinking, his eyes never leaving the one member of the group that he could not stand on the best of days. Narxis leave her be. She can handle herself, Seraphina instructed, staring at the tall beer in front of her, I may six of these to get through this. Seraphina was still new to leading. While she was powerful, she was also relatively bubbly and sassy, not hard and demanding. Their last leader had past a year ago in an accident on a contract. It had been up to the the group to vote in a new leader, and Elaya had been a close candidate. Elaya can you go find our last two girls? Boys, please keep an eye out for our client. Not that we know what she looks like... Tatia rounded a corner of a house, wiping her smeared lipstick as a man stumbled away, looking pleased. Oh, how she loved to play with these morsels. But her team needed her, and she could not waste more time- You alright Duldrea? she stopped in her tracks to look at her diety friend, her voice that of an angel's, like a gorgeous flute, soft and beautiful. Even those immune to her effects enjoyed hearing her speak. She stepped towards the man, recognized as Marcus, and pursed her rosy lips, Don't tell me your hoarding water now handsome. Us girls need our hydration. While some accepted the new world they lived in, complete with supernaturals, many refused to accept that humans were no longer top of the food chain. And those sought out to make people like Tatia and Duldrea's life hard.