Post by HumanoidCarbonUnit on Dec 30, 2009 21:38:53 GMT -5
Nika made her way through the crowd that was beginning to gather in the rinks under her house. The bulky Wolverine was putting on her traditional New Years fight. It was cold outside but that wasn't going to stop the regulars from coming to the fight. This was one of the biggest fights she put on all year as well, that would draw a good deal more people to here.
It would be a good night for her. She should bring in lots of money as an entry fee and even more from the bets. Baravelli would be out as well. He probably wouldn't make too much pick pocketing those who watched the show, he was timid in large crowds, but she didn't much mind. He would make something and that was enough.
Not worrying about who else wanted to get where Nka made her way to the side of the rink. She said nothing to Matt, she simply gave him a look over and a nod. That was all she needed to give him. He knew his job and he knew that she had more things to deal with. She would talk to him once the fight started. Until then she had to collect bets and keep everyone under control.
Matt was very aware that Nika was keeping an eye on him. He was doing his best to look like he was getting ready for the fight. There was really only so much he could do though. He walked and stretched and did his best to keep his muscles loose.
He was trying to mentally prep himself for the upcoming events. He would be fighting at least one person tonight. There was no saying just how many fights there would be on this night, it would all depend on how many people showed up and just how many slaves where brought in.
Quickly Matt surveyed the crowd around the rink. He wanted to see just how many humans were here. Already he saw three strong men he would probably have to go up against. Tomorrow would not be a good day after tonight.
Baravelli stood as casually as he could. He didn't want to attract too much attention, but he didn't want to play the part of a slave who had to fetch drinks and things of that sort. He would be sneaking about later in the evening. He was the master pick pocket. Nika had found his talent out after he had managed to snag enough change to buy himself a sweet one day. Since then she had put his talents to her use. He didn't mind though, he normally managed to keep a little bit of the money for himself.
Johnny was less than happy about being here. The young disgruntled slave was sure to let everyone know how he felt. The look he wore on his face was clearly one of a very annoyed young man. His master called for him several times but Johnny did not brother to come right away. He gave him an irritated glance over his shoulder. Before slowly making his way towards the hare who was his master.
The dark haired Johnny was ready for a fight if only because it would give him something to do. He wasn't naturally a violent man but fighting was the only thing that he was really good at. He liked the feeling that he was good at something and would do anything to keep himself feeling good.
It would be a good night for her. She should bring in lots of money as an entry fee and even more from the bets. Baravelli would be out as well. He probably wouldn't make too much pick pocketing those who watched the show, he was timid in large crowds, but she didn't much mind. He would make something and that was enough.
Not worrying about who else wanted to get where Nka made her way to the side of the rink. She said nothing to Matt, she simply gave him a look over and a nod. That was all she needed to give him. He knew his job and he knew that she had more things to deal with. She would talk to him once the fight started. Until then she had to collect bets and keep everyone under control.
***
Matt was very aware that Nika was keeping an eye on him. He was doing his best to look like he was getting ready for the fight. There was really only so much he could do though. He walked and stretched and did his best to keep his muscles loose.
He was trying to mentally prep himself for the upcoming events. He would be fighting at least one person tonight. There was no saying just how many fights there would be on this night, it would all depend on how many people showed up and just how many slaves where brought in.
Quickly Matt surveyed the crowd around the rink. He wanted to see just how many humans were here. Already he saw three strong men he would probably have to go up against. Tomorrow would not be a good day after tonight.
***
Baravelli stood as casually as he could. He didn't want to attract too much attention, but he didn't want to play the part of a slave who had to fetch drinks and things of that sort. He would be sneaking about later in the evening. He was the master pick pocket. Nika had found his talent out after he had managed to snag enough change to buy himself a sweet one day. Since then she had put his talents to her use. He didn't mind though, he normally managed to keep a little bit of the money for himself.
***
Johnny was less than happy about being here. The young disgruntled slave was sure to let everyone know how he felt. The look he wore on his face was clearly one of a very annoyed young man. His master called for him several times but Johnny did not brother to come right away. He gave him an irritated glance over his shoulder. Before slowly making his way towards the hare who was his master.
The dark haired Johnny was ready for a fight if only because it would give him something to do. He wasn't naturally a violent man but fighting was the only thing that he was really good at. He liked the feeling that he was good at something and would do anything to keep himself feeling good.