Well aren't these a bunch of goddamn weirdos. That's Victors for you, though. Sullivan's slapping asses and the clown is... a clown. The smallfry just looks really amused by it all. Kenpachi snorts and heads for the right door this time. "I miss anything good?" He wonders if his Tribute's bit the dust yet.
"Not really." The girl from 12 is looking him over thoughtfully, sizing him up. Good. That's good. "Unless you count some real winners making it through the bloodbath against all reason."
"Heh, maybe," he barks out, grinning down at her like a shark. "Sometimes they end up winnin'." People like... everybody in this little group. Even the clown, he thinks.
She grins right back, and Kenpachi belatedly notices she's got her scars like she should if the Capitol assholes didn't regularly clean up Victors. How about that. "Nah, not these," she says after a moment.
"That good, huh?" Now he's actually curious. Red here looks like she's got a grudge.
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19/2/14 08:58 (UTC)"Not really." The girl from 12 is looking him over thoughtfully, sizing him up. Good. That's good. "Unless you count some real winners making it through the bloodbath against all reason."
"Heh, maybe," he barks out, grinning down at her like a shark. "Sometimes they end up winnin'." People like... everybody in this little group. Even the clown, he thinks.
She grins right back, and Kenpachi belatedly notices she's got her scars like she should if the Capitol assholes didn't regularly clean up Victors. How about that. "Nah, not these," she says after a moment.
"That good, huh?" Now he's actually curious. Red here looks like she's got a grudge.