[20:47] Gypsy Queller lit up another cigarette as she stared down at Carpe with the smallest of smirks across her lips. She'd been sitting, listening to Devyn yap away with Drew for the past hour and was pleased to see Carpe approach. Not a single word was released as she looked her over, shooting her eyes toward Devyn's direction, following instantly by the simplest of nods. She casually drew in an inhale of the smoke, feeling it penitrate her lungs before she'd release it into the night air in a stream from her lips. This was something that needed to happen for weeks now... and she was pleased to see it was about to...

[20:48] Carpe Diem offered a slight nod to Gypsy in comprehension before looking over her shoulder at Baby, who had her back turned to Carpe. A devilish smirk would form across her face as she silently made her way across the parking lot towards the pair. She would wait till she was right behind Baby before she would rear back her clenched fist and violently swing it forward in an attempt to make square contact with the back of the woman's scull. If successful, Carpe would reach forward and try grab a fist full of Baby's red locks; if she got a hold of the girls hair she would instantly yank back with great force in attempt to begin pulling the girl backwards by her hair. “you are a fucking slacker Baby, and I hate fucking slackers,” she would grumble as she attempted to pull the woman into the center of the parking lot.

[20:49] Drew Dwi reached a stand, before shrugging, 'off to find a new place to stick it obviously, though if i'm going to be all hardon as you say, doubt I can do much running hmm?' laughing softly but actually intent on wandering somewhere, the same old spot was starting to wear on him, head turning to allow his eye's to gaze up and down mainstreat as he debated where to wander towards.

[20:53] Devyn Brim eyed Drew as he stood up, with no idea of what was going on behind her. "Now, see, you're just getting predictable, always ru--" She didn't finish as Carpe's fist caught her in a sucker punch from the back with no warning, sending her forward a couple steps and her mind reeling in dizzy circles. Worst of all, she felt her hair get yanked backwards, causing her to arch her back to try and lessen the mad grip someone had a hold of it. The voice neither sounded familar or like any of her real enemies... and seeing as she was a mess of jumbled thoughts thanks to the blind punch, she couldn't distinguish who it was just yet.

[20:54] Gypsy Queller glanced lazily over her shoulder as Carpe approached Devyn and the slyest of smirks was apparent across her features. This was why she loved Carpe. This was why she was her best assistant. She didn't even need to fucking speak, and the woman knew what needed to be done. Unlike Devyn, of course, who hadn't contacted, called, reported for duty, not once since Gypsy had bailed her out of the prison cell $10,000.00 on the business credit card later. Hopping down off of the gas tank, she landed with a grunt in her old bones and darted deep blues over to the scene casually folding her arms over her chest to watch it unfold.

[20:59] Carpe Diem Carpe continued to clench baby's hair, but the woman's fight was making it difficult to drag her anywhere. “Now baby, I am tried of having to cover you work because someone cannot cover their debts,” she would mumble as she began to push the womans head down in an effort to get Baby on the ground; Carpe was a stronger fighter on the ground. “now it's my turn to slack off and your turn to do some work,” she would mumble in the womans ear as she tried to lower her face to the pavement. If successful, Carpe would release her grasp on the womans hair and try to deliver her another blow to the back of the head; she was hoping it would result in the girls head bouncing off of the pavement.

[21:01] Drew Dwi eye's narrowed as the girl he'd seen at the bar opening gave devyn a bit of a blind punch, his tolerance of devyn getting beat up was pretty high, but as his eye's caught gypsy and his mood started to sour, still standing on his little platform under the sign as his hand reached bat to the butt of his knife, 'gee and here I thought they had afterschool programs for highschool bullies?' sarcasim as always yet not quiet ready to enter the fight

[21:04] Devyn Brim only went down so far as one knees, dizzy as she might be, she knew better than to allow anyone the chance to get her on both knees. Hell, she'd been in Hathian long enough to learn a thing or two about getting jumped from behind. The second punch, however, like the first, blind and unaware of it coming, sent her forward-- catching herself on both free hands and saving her nose by a fraction of an inch. Now, in pushup position, level with the ground, she scrambled to get back up and a few steps safe distance from Carpe. "Gyspy, fuckin' bitch." She snarled instead, knowing she had to be near.

[21:07] Gypsy Queller had anticipated Drew probably trying to get into the fight, and she was already on her way, as casually as ever, toward him. She would step infront of him and grin wide and toothy, shaking her head. Hearing Devyn's words, she didn't even look at her as she answered. "Oh, don't act like ye' didn't see it comin', doll..." A blind punch? She never trained her girls, or her for that matter, to play fair. She held her gaze at Drew. "Nah, I wouldn't if I were ye'..." She faked a grimace as she glance over her shoulder to Carpe and back to Drew. "She's feisty when she's angry..." She held that grin, obnoxiously. Knives didn't scare Gypsy. She trained her girls with blades, urging them to take a stab at her...

[21:11] Carpe Diem paid no attention to the man or his words, in fact she did not even remember him, instead her eyes and concentration was fixated on Baby as she scrambled up and pathetically stepped away. “Oh come the fuck on Gypsy, how the hell is this bitch gonna last if she won't even fight back,” she screamed in frustration as she threw both arms in the air and shot Gypsy a 'the fuck?' look before turning her gaze back to baby. “Come on Baby fight back, I don't get an elbow to the side... a kick to the shin....you are REALLY gonna do NOTHING?” she tauted the girl with wide eyes as she thew her arm out to each side, parallel to the ground. “Look Baby, I will even give you a free shot...go for it bitch,” she smiled the the girl as she took a step out to the side to widen her stance and prepare for a blow; that is if the girl weren't too much pussy to take it.

[21:20] Devyn Brim glared at Carpe as she was finally able to concentrate on her enough that at least her vision wasn't swimming in and out of view. "Jesus, were you born fuckin' yesterday?" She bitched under her breath as one of her hands rose to rub the back of her head. "I'm not fighting you." She told her simply and direct, "Keep calling me names and see if I give a fuck?" Her eyes glanced to her side at Gypsy and she scoffed, so utterly unimpressed with her now, it made her sick to have once considered her the only person she liked in Hathian. She watched Drew walk away and she nodded a little bit, "Well, there's a big surprise." Her eyes moved back to Carpe and she lifted her chin some, "Go on, I'd rather get beat the hell up than be her bitch."

[21:27] Gypsy Queller nodded intimidatingly toward Drew as he moved on. "Tha's righ'... Good bay..." she mumbled behind her lit cigarette. She finally turned her full attention back to Devyn with a smirk, folding her arms casually over her chest as she stared down at her. "Devyn. Doll. Ye' seem te' be confused... See- righ' now?" she lowered at her hips until her face was mere inches from Devyn's. "Righ' now, yer' my bitch..." She winked for good measure and stayed, leaned over, allowing a minute for her words to sink in. "When ye' called me te' bail yer' arse out o' jail? Ye' already became my bitch. Carpe, 'ere?" She finally broke the gaze to look up at Carpe. "Well, she's neve' felt more free in her entire life..." She darted her deep blues back to Devyn lazily behind her shades. "Ye' had yer' chance... I was goin' te' teach yer' weak arse how te' fight. Teach ye' how to deal with this pain yer' receivin' righ' now..." she slowly shook her head. "But ye' can't get past yer' own fackin' self te' see th' bigger picture..." She narrowed her eyes down at her as she finally leaned back up again, her arms still folded over her chest. "I've warned ye' before... neve' trust eh' pikey, dove... Money is money an' ye' owe it..."

[21:34] Carpe Diem sighed loudly as she lowered her hand to her side as she shook her head. “I find it kinda funny that you would try to use such a juvenile insult to try to make me feel, well...juvenile... isn't that sort of hypercritical or at least contradictory?” she asked, very unamused with the girl. “So let me get this straight... you are enough of a “bad ass” to carry around a concealed weapon, but you don't have the nerve to take a free shot? Forget about Gypsy,” she said motioning towards her with her thumb. “Fight me because I think you are worthless and full of shit and I genuinely do not like you. You are kinda pathetic,” she tauted at the girl as she looked her over with disgusted eyes. She knew it was only a matter of time till the girl broke. “and you make me kinda sick...and you kinda smell,” she would shrug to the girl as she started to step forward. “and now you have a bigger problem.......I am going to fuck with you day in and day out because I think your weak...” she would say to the girl as she moved close to her, not stopping till her face was mere inches from Baby's. “Don't think I am lyin,” she would smile and wink at the girl before quickly stepping back and raising the back of her had to the girl. She would swing forward in a literal attempt to bitch slap the girl; Baby had to see this one coming.

[21:44] Devyn Brim didn't back down as Gypsy got in her face and she was more than happy to eye the woman behind her shades. "In case you've forgotten, Gypsy, a dog on a leash, even a loose one," Her eyes flickered to Carpe momentarily, "is still a dog on a leash. You pull it one way, it follows. Follows orders!" She barked in her face even as she leaned back. "You want to teach me a lesson? Do it yourself. But I forget, the only thing you've ever been good at is cutting people into tiny pieces. And the only thing you ever train anyone to be good at is doing similar." Again her eyes cast toward Carpe for barely a moment, "I'm not your bitch." She said as she looked back again to the blonde haired girl, “I know… yeah, and I’ve known from day one why you paid a lick of attention to me, Gypsy. You thought I had ‘potential’, right? You saw potential that you could turn me into another one of you. I don’t want to be you.”
[21:44] Devyn Brim: She shook her head, licking her bottom lip, just going off what came to her head now, “I’m sure you’d have loved to turn me into your little fighting machine like this one.” She nodded to Carpe, her voice almost boasting, “And fuck knows I would have passed her as your favorite. Fuck knows you would have given me everything I needed to be just like you. Here’s the thing,” She mumbled cooly, “anything you offer me anymore I’m going to spit back in your face. Everytime.” Her eyes finally moved to Carpe now and she scoffed at the audacity of her, “Pathetic, worthless, piece of shit, keep them coming, dog.” She whistled through her teeth as if she was truly calling a dog as Carpe just happened to be stepping forward. “You are the least of my worries. The very least. You both act like I care?”
[21:44] Devyn Brim: She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth, “Oh, Gypsy, haven’t you learned anything? Maybe you could do with a lesson and get your head out of your fists for ten minutes.” As Carpe moved to slap her, she didn’t retaliate, but she did grab at her wrist, meaning to stop her and immediately push her hand away. “And let’s get this straight. Just cause I won’t fight you, doesn’t mean I’ll stand here and let you hit me.”

[21:54] Gypsy Queller snorted out a laugh at Devyn's words. "Do it me'self? Devyn. Doll. Please. I wanted it te' be as fair eh' fight as possible... I wanted te' give ye' eh' chance te' get away without yer' fackin' insides ripped to shreds." Something told Gypsy that Devyn knew she was not talking metaphorically. Gypsy swirled the spit around in her mouth with her tongue before lunging it forward directly for Devyn's face. She'd smirk proudly. "An' ye' jus' keep believin' wha' th' fack ye' wan' about me. Wha'eve' helps ye' sleep at night. Wha'eve' helps when ye' lay yer' head down an' thoughts keep rushin' yer' pretty lil' brain of me rippin' ye' in half..." She remained calm. The girl's words didn't phase her. Not even in the least bit. "One last thing, dove...?" She took her sweet time to lower at the hips once more, getting in her face. "Th' only thing I'll be offerin' ye' from now on... won't even be eh' warnin' tha' I'm comin'... savvy? Ye' won't even get th' privelege of my grace..." Without notice, her cowboy booted right foot came shooting out towards the girl's face as she leaned back to even out the weight. It would have been a harsh blow. And with that, she was done. Officially finished with this woman. Her deep blues darted lazily to Carpe as she turned on her heel to head back to her Bronco. "Get her out o' me' face, Carpe. I'm tired o' fackin' lookin' at her." She darted one last glance back to Devyn. "An' I wan' me fackin' money..." She mumbled, still behind that lit cigarette, bouncing off of her bottom lip with each syllable.

[22:07] Carpe Diem began to chuckle light as Baby went off on a rant. She knew she could get the girl to crack in some way, shape, or form; and the girls outburst of emotion only proved her theory. She continued to laugh as the girl attempted to make blind stabs at Capre, none of which really hit close to home by any means. It was amusing watching the girl attempt to vocally assert to dominance she clearly did not have. She would smile and nod to Gypsy as she began to walk off, a small smirk forming on her face as she looked to the girl; her hand ever so gently grasping for the knife secured to the arm. Carpe might have followed Gypsy orders, but she liked them; and by following someone else's orders she felt no guilt about her actions, which meant she was free to enjoy them with out felling the slightest bit bad. “Woof,” she would quickly shout at the woman as she lunged toward her, her hand quickly pulling the knife out of it holder; and in one swoop she aiming for Baby's side, hoping the knife would enter the womans side just below her lung cage to avoid any vital organs; she didn't want to kill her after all. If she was successful she would give the knife a quick twist with her wrist to ensure the wound would not close on its own, and the girl would need stitches. The entire time her gaze would be locked on the girls eyes; if the stab was successful, she would offer her a small wink before pulling the knife out of the woman. “go,” she would call ahead to gypsy as she turned on her hells and ran for the Bronco. Carpe knew trying to stab a girl in front of the cop station was not the smartest thing...then again, it was not the stupidest thing she had ever done either.

[22:14] Devyn Brim let her initial reaction to the spit be to turn her head to the side as quickly as possible, only it succeeded in getting the nasty wad on her cheek instead. She bristled in more anger, if at even possible in the moment, and slowly reached up her hand to wipe it away. She half listened to what she said, feeling the familiar ringing in her ear of someone scolding her—her last tie in Hathian going down the drain, cause fuck knows Drew didn’t count. Maybe she was too stubborn sometimes. The thought barely registered in her head as Gypsy’s boot came out of nowhere and caught her just below the jaw, literally feeling her teeth snap together at the hit. She swayed sideways unexpectedly and took a few drunken stumbles to keep on her feet, surprised she even managed that. In the end, she half wished she’d fallen, then she might have avoided Carpe’s following attack. She didn’t even really feel it at first, not the knife, her eyes attempting to focus on Carpe’s.Then it all rushed in at once and she sucked in a short breath as the blade was twisted, the same breath coming out as a cough of blood halfway and unintentionally in Carpe’s direction. Her knees hit the pavement soon after, one hand reaching to press tightly to her side in a dumb attempt to keep from spilling out her insides. She didn’t look up to see them go.

[22:18] Gypsy Queller reached her Bronco, not caring at all, what was now happening behind her back. The harshest form of hatred was this- not even caring enough to give it anymore thought. She pried open the door to her Bronco but didn't hop in just yet. Instead, deep blues darted out toward the night sky as she flicked her cigarette butt from her lips and immediately, another was brought to those chapped lips, her zippo striking against her jeans with the most incredible of ease, and it was brought to the tip of her cigarette, inhaling deeply until it lit a cherry red. She flicked her zippo shut and shoved it back into her back pocket, taking her time to breathe in the smoke, feeling it fill her lungs, and finally, she breathed out slowly through her nose, the smoke escaping in the same way. Business was business, and she would continue to be on Devyn's ass until she paid the full amount she had taken from Gypsy. She'd wait for Carpe to reach the Bronco before getting in casually, turning the keys in the ignition until the engine started, pop it into first and head off down the street. Not even a sympathy call to the police. Not this time. Deep blues darted out of control as her mind sped with ideas she was forcing herself to not release on the girl she'd left behind. Naturally, she heard a faint, low chuckle in between her ears. Orly was a happy girl, in her head...

[22:22] Carpe Diem walked quickly yet calmly to the Bronco before hoping in, her gaze shifting to Baby before looking past her to the cop station; she was relieved to see no pigs coming out of the doors. “lets go,” she called to gypsy as she finally climbed into the car. Carpe was trying to keep her cool but she was beginning to freak out. 'The fuck did I just do' she thought to herself as she waited for Gypsy to finally pull away.