genessia | [Second Shot - PSA and Some Drinking]

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*Whatever pleasant thing you were doing with your evening is interrupt by the face of a man on the screen. The face is somewhat bruised, and very definitely passed out. Then a hand comes into view, grabbing harshly at a handful of hair and yanking the face into the screen to be sure everyone can get a good look*

Pay close attention, ladies and gentlemen. This is the face of a man who decided he could treat women the way he wanted. Sleep with them and murder them. Watch out for this piece of shit, and men like him. There's not a girl breathing that deserves to be used and abused. And definitely not killed.

*The voice comes sharply from above, not in view. The hand is soon removed, dropping the face to the ground, and in its place a white boot is pressing down on the top of the doctor's head*

Slimy son of a bitch. He's gonna get it comin' to him, that's for sure.

[Action - Random Bar... Here and There]

Partly to celebrate her first bounty since arriving, and partly as a way to get to know the place, Faye has been doing the rounds of various bars around Genessia and Nova. If it's a place that sells alcohol and doesn't look too slummy, then Faye will give it a try. She can be found in various locations, nursing a tall glass of vodka, smoking a cigarette too, if it's allowed. What's a girl like Faye doing all alone in a place like this? There's only one way to find out.

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Marcus could be found at one of those random bars Faye is at.

The cyborg is basically just sitting there, not really observing but just quiet.

"I've haven't seen you around before."

Faye turns to glance the man over, an eyebrow raised only very slightly, "Haven't seen you around either."

"It's not very often I'm around a bar these days."

"Let's say i've been around only slightly"

"Oh?" Faye shrugs lightly and takes a long drink from her glass. "So what brings you out tonight?"

"Making sure Skynet doesn't shove its ass into whatever around here."

"No, honestly, I'm here to think about things. You?"

[Karla watches the feed and hears the speech...and then gives a light smile. She would've done the same thing, no doubt, but without the vulgarity.]

Oh, I agree. Apparently there are still people who stick to the notion that women are weak. But men aren't exactly all they're cracked up to be either...

[There's a particularly angry Mobius on the feed, his ear feathers folded back.]

You didn't injure him nearly enough.

[If it were him, the guy would be covered in his own blood.]

*The foot that was on the head moved aside to stomp on the floor beside*

If I did that then I wouldn't get the money for dragging him in now, would I?

*The camera then moves to show Faye's face so that she can give -that- glare*

*The camera stays on the man for now, Faye's foot moving so that her heel presses into his neck instead*

Men? Ha! They're fine for a bit of fun here and there but that's about it.

Hey, I didn't say anything about killing the guy.

[There are very few instances where Mobius would advocate that.]

I'm just saying that you went awfully easy on that kind of scumbag.

Faye just blinks at his first comment, then goes back to her drink, "Just out for a drink. Trying a few bars til I find one I like."

Did I?

*Faye uses her foot to turn the guy around. His hands happen to be resting near his crotch as though he'd been trying to protect it*

That's not what he said before he passed out.

Well it's been a good night for Jarlaxle. Fayren was nice, but getting outside of it was always exciting. And he'd had.... quite the fun evening.

At this point in the night, the drow had just slunk out of a nearby bathroom with a tittering companion, the two sharing quick and hushed words with each other before splitting ways, and the brigand making his way to the counter.

Hey, he wanted to have a celebration too.

Faye was noted after getting his own drink, a decidedly very sweet and terribly fruity looking thing, complete with umbrella. After a moment, he cocked his head.

"You know, I never have gotten around to asking just what those were." The cigarette-

"It looks like a small, minimalist pipe."

That's-

[TO BE FAIR, it's not the video itself that gets to him. What happens to the man he can care less about. It's the violence and conversations that follow that feel uncomfortably familiar.]

[Welp. Jarlaxle was right. Half the women here are like the matron mothers and priestesses back home. And for a guy that fails at emoting he's...distubed.]

Interesting. Is this system of publicly announcing captures how your law enforcement always operates?

[He's not ruffled by the sight of violence or the vulgarity, but rather politely intrigued. So far the ways of law and order around here had seemed rather bland.]

[Blake is not sure if she should be worried at the very satisfied feeling she is getting from this dark display. She's not, or rather wasn't a huge advocate for violence, but being in Genessia and then put through certain levels of hell has changed her perspective on some things. At least in this case, it looks justified.]

I'm glad that you managed to put a stop to him.

Is he alive?

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[She laughs a bit.]

Indeed...so what do you normally do?

[Xander scowls. If this woman was telling the truth, then this man deserves to be behind bars, not just having his face slammed into one.]

You're absolutely right. Which city was this in?

[Have a slightly sadistic smirk, Faye.]

If he's still alive once you're done with him, I would be willing to pay to have him delivered into my custody. I have... let's just say I might be able to get some use out of him for the benefit of all.

For fun? Or when I'm not beating up men?

*Faye tsks and finally takes her foot off the man and plants it firmly at the side of his face*

Just this and that.

Well...both? Or what do you do for a living...?

[She twists her own mouth now. Being social is hard when she thinks about it...]

Faye glanced across the room at the man who appeared with a woman on his arm. She rolled her eyes and tutted to herself - great, it was that kind of bar, was it?

When she was addressed by said man, Faye raised a brow at first at his appearance, then at his drink. "It's a cigarette. Your guess isn't too far off." Then she took a leisurely draw and blew a smoke ring after. Just because she could.

Law enforcement?!

*The foot moves to tap, agitated, on the floor, camera still focused on her boot and the man's face*

I've got nothing to do with law enforcement. I just like taking out the scum.

*Back home, she was waaay far from the law, after all*

That's what?

*Excuse her super-sharp and clipped manner of speaking, but if he's going to judge her for this then she doesn't want to hear it*

[ Hm. And it's getting more interesting, but also confusing. ]

Are you a vigilante then, or a bounty hunter? In my experience few people take out the trash if there is no personal gain for them.

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