[Alleys Of Syliras] Eating Crow (Danika)

[Gereth]

The coyote sat silent as he watched Danika as much as listened to her answer. The way she talked about violence… it seemed natural for her. A warrior. Gereth’s experience with warriors had rarely been good but she did seem to honestly enjoy the thought of even mock-combat. Gereth was by no stretch unathletic. A life of hunting and sneaking, running and thieving had gifted him a lean frame well muscled and accentuated with a hard lifestyle. Not many could live the way that Gereth did, and he knew it. He eyed the roasting bird as he rotated it on the spit to cook the other side evenly with the first. “Soon.” He nodded, musing about his future meal. When Danika got that far away look in his eyes he paused a moment. “What sort of information would you be looking for?” He had worked with information as payment before and even more so with the master. He eyed his prize, the woman, her rat, and the alleyway around them sniffing at the air. He smiled, watching carefully.

[Danika]

What information indeed. Danika frowned “Anything that could help me, I’m new to Syliras”
A grin spread on her face “But no, excuse me but I shall have to think about the payment, it will be of course negotiable” Her grin disappeared as quickly as it had appeared her face inscrutable. Danika preferred deciding payment later when she had things sorted out, especially the man beside her. She didn’t trust him but alas she didn’t trust anyone, apart from…well, maybe Atlas.

She tied her unruly black hair back, revealing her normally obscured face. And toyed with her right whip fingering the cutting edge. Her icy blue eyes fixed on the fire then her gaze slid to Gereth and she asked “Deal?”

[Gereth]

Gereth didn’t know exactly how well he could trust someone who didn’t want to make the deal right away. Lessons for an undetermined favor at a later date sounded to the coyote like a recipe for disaster. He inspected Danika’s face carefully peering directly into her eyes with animal intensity, unblinking and unflinching. When she moved her hair from her face he still kep his eyes locked on hers and smirked slightly. “On the provision that I have all of the right to deny a favor if I don’t feel like they are equivalent I’ll be glad to accept your deal. A lesson for a favor… although the information gathering does hold a certain appeal for me.” Gereth’s eyes flashed a little as a small smirk played at the corner of his mouth. His well tanned frame played strangely in the firelight giving him a somewhat haunted visage. Darkness spoke well to him but obviously with her too. Gereth loved secrets and taking a practiced pounding from someone who liked to keep them seemed like a good idea. Besides, Gereth thought. I can always run if anything goes wrong. He eyed her whips silently his face an unreadable mask. “You aren’t going to be smacking me around with those are you?” Gereth flashed her a smile as he extended a hand to be shaken. His master used to say that it was the only way to do business.

[Danika]

She shook his hand, her grip firm and nodded and echoed him “Negotiable of course”.

She chuckled at his question “No I won’t smack you around, it wouldn’t be practicable. I doubt you will ever face an opponent who wields two whips, apart from me, that is. ”
Slightly amused she asked “Any injuries I should know about? Bones especially anything to do with the neck? Fatigue hyperventilation difficulties breathing…Really anything I should know about then whenever you’re ready…”

She shrugged causing Atlas to slip slowly down her shoulder, she stopped him gently and shrugging of her cape placed the rat carefully down.
She shivered slightly but she couldn’t move much with the cape on anyway. Her muscles weren’t enough to be grotesque but you could spot them well enough, like the ones on her arms and abdomen.
Being quite tall but slim people often misjudged her strength but as Gereth would discover she was as solid as a wall.