Snippet #2439891

As she sat there, people watching, Isis easily finished off the pitcher of the Kamikaze drink. Nodding towards the waitress that a refill was indeed necessary, Reign returned her attention back to Shiny still sitting across from her. She hated being told to relax, but knew that arguing in the middle of the pub wasn’t the brightest thing to do. It was imperative that she kept her appearance in the area on the down-low, but the more irritated she became, the harder that was to do. Finally releasing a sigh, she leaned back against the cushion of the booth bench and simply shrugged. She wasn’t there to pick up new clients, but that wasn’t anyone’s business but her own.

Following the woman’s gaze towards the two that seemed like a dysfunctional couple, Isis shook her head a little. The two were obviously meant for each other, but neither appeared to know how to be part of a relationship. The girl with the owl was hiding something and part of Isis wanted to know what, but the other half knew it wasn’t any of her business. Returning her attention back towards Ms. Annoying, the assassin narrowed her eyes as she felt her mind being messed with. The siren was generally the one that jacked with individuals minds, and she did not appreciate being screwed with and made that well known when she shoved the woman out of her mind rather harshly. The waitress picked that moment to return with her new pitcher of her booze and she resumed drinking it while patiently listening to what the other woman had to say. Perhaps the peacefulness that had been thrusted upon her worked just a smidge. Perhaps.

“Do me a favor and stop attempting to penetrate my mind. I’m behaving quite well right now; but if you try again, I’ll be less polite. That being said, I’m interested, but this area isn’t the best place to speak about our specializations. Shall we head to somewhere more private? I’m expecting someone, but they’re late and the kid can just send him to the room we end up occupying. Game?”