Raza
“An’ if she sends you into battle alongside demigods ‘n shit? What are you gonna do, fire canon balls at people who ain’t done shit to us? The Grounds ain’t even got anythin’ worth it.” She shakes her head, suckin’ at her teeth. “Killin’ fer business, to protect ourselves - that’s one thing. Murderin’ people who just wanna live free is another.” Which is to say that she views Jack as someone who’s toed the line between gettin’ what they needed and makin’ sure they were well respected. This ventures into bully-land. Nevertheless, she’s down on the ground, scoopin’ dirt out of the way. “I’ll have you on your knees later,” she murmurs darkly, half in promise and half as a threat (ha, they both know sex isn’t a weapon between them). “Assumin’ we make it outta here alive.”
Maybe they should be careful of the half-buried bones to Jack’s left.
reppin' a district of obvious misfits
