Drop Dead, Cross breed! (Prelude To A Dual At First light- Open)

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Pistol shrugged, her eyes alight with new purpose.

"Lets get to it." she said.

"Finders keepers." The Kiffar winked, her expression suddenly soured as a familiar man entered the door.

A kiffar of red markings, Short and burly, a male with the thick, dark air of an overly indulged bruiser.

Crom Dailey.

The two locked eyes as he approached and Kistal made the first move.

"E-excuse me." she muttered, pushing past her associates and coming to meet him as he waited near the entrance with a look of distaste.

 

[Jaqen H'ghar]

Nicholas turned noticing her look and pinpointing it as one not to happy he turned without moving watching her as she went. "Hmm, we'll wait on her to sort out her affairs then..." he said curiously. Neither party seemed happy, though it could be nothing he'd rather not have his new crewmate taken out from under him within only moments of hiring the girl.

This could be.....problematic... he thought to himself.

 

[Arm514ve]

Naomi turned as Kistal walked passed her and her new boss, and noticing that she was upset, and noticing the man at the door, that kistal was heading towards.
"I got a bad feeling about this."