táifēng --> typhoon
two-handed-lobo started a rumor
“Ahh the fearsome pirate girl has built her way up from nothing. Rumors have helped you in quite a way child, you should be thankful for me. Who knows what heights your reputation could climb to with my help? You aren’t one to shy away from a target as well, and I like that. Can I call in a hit?”
“Y'know, somehow, that didn’t sound like much of a compliment.”
The somewhat petite, certainly muscular brunette regarded the man the same way she regarded most: dangerously displeased tone and even more displeased scowl despite the cigarette dangling from her lips.
“Hmph… Whatever. Depends on how much you’re offerin’. If it’s not even interesting, it’ll cost ya more.”
{ 2 have entered the Demon’s Domain }
“May I help you?"
”– Hah.“
The response came in a gruff chuckle, an exhale of billowing smoke accompanying the action. The muscle-for-hire remained a few feet from the speaker, posture slumped somewhat as Revy finished another drag.
"If I’ve come to the right place, you’re the ones who need help from me. Somethin’ about a couple assholes bein’ bad for business. Dutch didn’t get the cash upfront, either, so don’t waste our time – make it fun for me, y'know?”
