Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150531171959/@comment-25686329-20150602192616

THERE was the potenial, the fire. Fizz could see that her ignoring, belittling of the ghost girl had lit desire to prove herself, and that was another thing that was useful and dangerous.

Fizz liked both in a person.

She cackled, clucked, a bit like a bird.

"A BOUNCER!?" She smiled. "Wehl, can't say I thought I'd need that, but I like the idea. Granted, yer gonna still be a combatant in the fights, ya will. We'll work out a schedule if yer serious about bouncing heads, working security."

Fizz also liked that she said 'if you so desire', loyalty was always nice.

"Yeh know wot? You're in too! Jest... show up, follow the instructions, and I'll give you a radio n'case I need ta contact ya during your shifts."

Fizz had been watching, or rather, hearing the chess game that was going on outside. As near as she could tell, the strong young man had just bested the cruel girl in a very obvious manner, and the heartbeat of the girl seemed to imply a little bit of a crush, if not embarassement at her loss.

Yes, she knew quite a lot about the two, just from listening... using her gift -- to truly see.

The late-teenager leaned out of her chair sideways and tried to yell to the outside.

"Izz there somethin' I can help you with, boy?"