COLT
Well life's got a lot of sticks and stones
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
Colt is not above taking the offered help to stand, grateful they did this in a Torchline bar instead of one in her city where the memory of it would be more likely to haunt her. Thal is right though, Colt has no interest in devoting herself to Dygra.
With a groan while getting back to her feet, Colt dusts herself off. She adjusts her quiver a bit, making a mental note to stock more than one knife for the future, not quite able to pull off John Wick level pencil moves, it'd seem. A bit of a smirk breaks in, especially now that the thrill of it all is over and she's unlikely to have to fend off any further assaults. "You'll kick my ass again, you mean," Colt huffs, not too proud to know when she's been beat. "But, deal." Maybe one of these fights she'd do more than lick her wounded ego and wonder why she ever stepped into the ring.
"C'mon, let's get drunk and fuck off home," she offers, already winding her way back to her participation prize on the bartop.
[FIN]
With a groan while getting back to her feet, Colt dusts herself off. She adjusts her quiver a bit, making a mental note to stock more than one knife for the future, not quite able to pull off John Wick level pencil moves, it'd seem. A bit of a smirk breaks in, especially now that the thrill of it all is over and she's unlikely to have to fend off any further assaults. "You'll kick my ass again, you mean," Colt huffs, not too proud to know when she's been beat. "But, deal." Maybe one of these fights she'd do more than lick her wounded ego and wonder why she ever stepped into the ring.
"C'mon, let's get drunk and fuck off home," she offers, already winding her way back to her participation prize on the bartop.
[FIN]
So, if you got a fire, don't lose it
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
