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Oh, this was her chance to show the big fish in the sea of the Rocket mafia that she was a wise investment! Despite the League obviously not up to snuff while the world fell apart, Sootopolis was the only place that was hardly effected. What a shock! That was Rocket's base of operations! Tch, it didn't matter. Right now, all that was on Sion-Komi's mind was impressing her superior(s).[break][break]

Sion-Komi inclined herself against the mortar and burnt clay of the night market until the GPS claimed one of the Head Honchcrows were here. She gave a short wave, offering her hand for a shake upon business greeting. "Finally proud to be making your acquaintance. Sion-Komi Roseshade. We ready to get this "biz" out on the road? I've looked into some nice brass knuckles that look like icicles. However, if I may, I'd like to show what my bare hands can do to a man." She snorts, more than happy to show off her prowess. She may have been a dainty woman upon her screen and for her adoring viewers, but Lophunny was no damsel in distress. Her ex made the woman push herself to be strong and able-bodied. Not a soul would have the audacity to touch her in harm's sake ever again.[break][break]

She followed in suit of her superior, looking absently at the nightly shoppers roaming through the bazaar like a hive of Combee working to collect honey and move along the chain of command. They stopped at a very portly man, about as much hair on his body as there was common sense in his brain, it seemed. He wanted to try to sell his wares, unharmed never-the-less? Heh, what a chump. Even she knew as a recruit that someone didn't get off the hook that easy; not without some mooh-lah in play. As the man was shoved into the storage section of his meager wareshop and the Rocket Man talked his diplomacy, Sio-Ko stood menacingly at the shopkeeper with a stoic pose, light gleaming off her scarred frame. "If this dumbass don't get the message, gimme the word t' teach him how to talk and treat a lady" She growls as the boss walks past.

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[attr="class","woo5"]words; 365

[attr="class","woo5"]tags;Cillian Quinn

[attr="class","woo5"]notes; Leather jacket for theme