Locke grins around his drink, [say]"Don't know if I'd make much of a match for a properly trained solider. Most of my scraps were on the street and had a lot less rules."[/say] He can't say he isn't interested though. His eyes flit over @Ronin and he hums softly, tilting his head. Yeah no, this dude could probably kick his ass, at least a little bit. Lucky for Locke, he kind of enjoys getting his ass kicked.
He nods to what Raza says, [say]"Yeah, more a mob than anything."[/say] He kind of scoffs, shaking his head. He wasn't there for the little riot but he heard about it of course. But the answer to his question does give him a bit of pause. Does he care to protect a place he's never been? Does he even care to protect Torchline?
[say]"It's cute you think anyone joining you would want to come back."[/say] Make of that what you will. Locke takes another drink, eyes cutting over to Cameron as they join them. He holds up a beer to them, eyebrow raised. He kind of thought he'd be alone in this.
He nods to what Raza says, [say]"Yeah, more a mob than anything."[/say] He kind of scoffs, shaking his head. He wasn't there for the little riot but he heard about it of course. But the answer to his question does give him a bit of pause. Does he care to protect a place he's never been? Does he even care to protect Torchline?
[say]"It's cute you think anyone joining you would want to come back."[/say] Make of that what you will. Locke takes another drink, eyes cutting over to Cameron as they join them. He holds up a beer to them, eyebrow raised. He kind of thought he'd be alone in this.
