Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150531044759/@comment-25686329-20150612020014

Fizz's cane tapped a scraping rythm on the floor as she entered.

"Well..." She said, blinking her good eye. "Not the greatest roster... then again, the crowd oughtta show in about ten minutes."

She glanced around.

Ohp, there was Lian. Her affectionately named 'Hitman'.

"Ahhh." She said, smiling, crossing over. "There she is. My most prized arse-kicker..."

There was a pause.

"Ehh, nothing wrong with a little warmup. Lian, pick'a walking punching bag," she gestured to the others here, "...and give us a little demonstration, sweetheart." She threw in a wink with her non-scarred eye and turned, hands tucked behind her back.