[17:38] Gypsy Queller unlocked the door to her new home and stepped in, staring down at Oscar as he began to bark. "Oscar. No." she mumbled, setting her keys onto the arm of the sofa as she moved in towards the kitchen. "Ye' wan' somethin' te' drink?" she asked Mel carelessly, opening up the fridge and peering inside.

[17:40] Melia Cerise hopped in and they sped away faster than superman could blink and mel watched her quietly until gyspy decided to speak. her question alone had sparked mel's interest, though it probably shouldn’t have, "you got a beer? i could use a drink" mel kept her eye on the dog - she didnt trust the little fuckers if they werent hers - bad experience

[17:44] Gypsy Queller nodded carelessly, almost lazily, as she pulled out two beers, shut the fridge door with her foot and set both beers on the table, leaning down to take a seat. She twisted the top of off hers and took a nice swig. She took her time to swallow before looking back at her. "A'ight here's th' deal, Mel. I run eh' business inside o' th' Tattoo Shop. We're Mercenaries. Bounty Hunters. Call us wha'th'fack'eve' ye' wan' te' call us, we get shite done. I could use room on me staff for someone like ye'... But I've go' te' warn ye'. It's hard fackin' work. Yer' goin' te' 'ave te' go through trainin'... but above all else, yer' goin' te' 'ave te' kno' how te' take orders... even if ye' don't like 'em... Ye' think yer' capable o' tha'?" she asked, her inquisitive brow arching upward. She took another swig from her beer as she watched her.

[17:51] Melia Cerise grabbed the bottle and twisted the top of as well, bringin it to her lips, but stopping as gypsy finally explained what the 'job' was. Mel wasnt appalled or veen necessarily surprised. shit she had said so many times they need poeple like this to get the shit of the street. When Gypst finshed talking mel took a couple of long swallows of her beer and thought about it. Mel had been thinking for a few days now she needed to get back to her old self. looking at gyspsy up and down mel nodded slowly, "Hard work.. I can handle it. Training... I need to be retrained cause I kow im not how i used to be" mel paused for a moment playing with her little canine teeth with her tongue. She hadnt taken orders in a long time, but if she didn it before..."Taking orders.... I think as long as I am not talked to like I am a total retard, I can deal with that fine, but I dont do any of the flashy gang shit that some of these bitches arounf here like to do" mel looked at gypsy waiting for her response, taking another swig.

[17:56] Gypsy Queller listened, leaned back casually in her chair as Mel spoke and as she finished, Gypsy leaned forward, a wide grin curling on those chapped lips. "Then it's eh' good thing we're no' eh' gang then, hm?" she winked for good measure and snorted out a laugh before leaning back in her chair once again, bringing the bottle to her lips to take another swig. She swallowed and pulled it away, holding the bottle by the neck as she moved it in circles on the table. "Jus' so we're clear- Wha' sort o' 'gang shite' are ye' talkin' 'bout?" she asked. She was well aware people's definitions constantly varied from one thing to another and she was curious to know what was going on in Mel's head.

[18:05] Melia Cerise took a seat and took off her sunglasses, her pale green eyes rolling as she thought of trying to describe her little peeve with the gangs here, "eh, gangs here - they walk around with their little armbands or justparade around flaunting themselves. im not into that shit. Thats the stuff that teeneagers join when they want to be like their favorite fucking rapper ya kno?" mel sat back and spun her bottle in her fingers chuckling, "theres no control, they dont listen - and they do stupid shit for who knows why. I dont like doing shit thats pointless. somethings yeah - its to learn , prove a point, but even that has some logic behind it. Rejects.. reavers.. aces.. all of em. they go around measuring their dick sizes and tyring to prove it. I prefer simply knowing my dick is bigger and doing business and doing what needs to be done to protect it , myself, and mine" mel finsihed of her beer and put it on the table, "i mean maybe thats just me though, i just like to get shit done that needs it nothing more"

[18:11] Gypsy Queller's lips curled wider into that grin as she listened. Yes. This girl would fit in perfectly with her crew. That was the essence of the business she ran. "Ye' won't need te' worry 'bout any o' tha'..." she assured her with a nod and a wink. That's not to say when she'd start having the business take off the ground and require that her assistants and herself wear professional attire while working, but that was something she'd discuss at another time. She took another swig of her beer, setting it back on the counter again, staring down at it. "Ye' jus' say th' word, an' there's eh' spot for ye'...." she mumbled, darting deep blues up to her for a small moment before looking back down at her bottle, lazily.

[18:17] Melia Cerise grinned at gypsy, her first actual smile of the night. Gypsy was her kind of person - to the point and down to business. Mel couldnt tell for sure yet, but she was sure that gypsy was just as fucked in the head as she was. For she knew that as much as she ignored it, mel could bathe in blood and not think anythig of it. time could show that Gypsy was even worse, but that didnt bother, mel, "I'll be taking that spot then. just tell me whatever else i need to know if its needed and count me in" mel's pale green eys swept over gypsy and winked, "i think this will be the highlight of my day"

[18:31] Gypsy Queller smirked with a final nod, as if that nod was the last bit needed to seal the deal. She was not hesitant to get started with her training of this girl. Her hand reached nonchalantly around her belt and she pulled out one of her blades with a grunt, leaning to the side. She leaned back in place and slammed it on the table, nodding to Mel. "Take tha'..." She took her time to swallow another swig of her beer before she stood to her feet and moved out into the living room, leaving her beer on the table. Her arms outstretched over her head. "C'man then... Attack me..." she said as casually as the first words she'd spoken. She needed to get a first hand feel of the girl's fighting tactics, and this was considered a sort of initiation process slash first lesson to learn.

[18:41] Melia Cerise nodded, and stood slowly - it wasnt the first time she had been thorugh this, but she didnt like. mel always had trouble actually... trying to attack when she wasnt angry or protecting.. or even it being a job helped. mel twirled the blade getting a feel for its weight and brought her eyes to gypsy's , pale green hues scanning the things around them. Mel was a lil taller and had long arms, so she had some reach on Gypsy. she'd use what she got and bent her knees, staying on the balls of her toes blade in her right hand, her left hand hangin by her side ready to move of she needed to block a hit, "So I'm not cocky - i'm sure your better. just sont fuck me up too much i have a foster kid to walk to school in 20" mel smiled at that then lunged forward with her right leg quickly at gypsy the blade starting low, then slashin up and outwards aimin to slice at her stomach or arm should it come down. Once the arch complete mel would move back tp her spot, or move forward towards the center of the living (c)
[18:42] Melia Cerise: room if gyspsy jumped back.

[18:52] Gypsy Queller was naturally expecting it as deep blues watched the blade come for her in an upward motion. Instead of jumping back as most sane people would do, she quickly lunged forward, her right arm jolting outward to knock away her hand with the blunt side of her wrist, at the same time, rough digits would have wrapped around the woman's wrist as she felt the sharp end of the blade graze the bare spot on her torso. Had that been successful, she'd quickly put her weight into her feet, leaning forward to swing the woman around and onto her back on the floor. The woman was swift, skillful, always on her toes. She took mental notes. What Mel offered to Gypsy wasn't in the least bit a bad attack towards the woman, Gypsy just knew how to move, spending literally her entire life dodging the blade in one way or another. If all had been successful, she'd look down at the woman with a nod and an offered hand of help, not realizing her torso was bleeding. "No' bad at all, Mel. Ye've go' good tactic."

[19:02] Melia Cerise eyes widened as Gypsy did came at her. Mel was prepared for gypsy to stand her ground , but come forward not so much. Mel knew bac pedalling would be pointless so she shofted her momentum forward as well hoping that her more... meaty body would have enough weight to keep gypsy from being able to control the situation, for she knew that gypsys small size wouldn’t mean she wasn’t strong. Mel wasnt as good as she used to be at predicting and reacting and as she was swung , mel simply prepared for to make the best landing she could to recover. Mel landed on her back and felt most of the air get knocked out of her, but rolled woth the fall, rolling on her shoulders to the side and scrambling to get a leg under her , her arms out ready for amore attacks. it hadnt looked pretty in the least as far as fighting went, but mel was rusty and as she looked up at gypsy trying to catch her breath, and half on the ground. she hesitated before grabbing the hand held out to her. (c)
[19:02] Melia Cerise: "good tactic just means you dont getbeat as quickly. I look forward to being able to move like you did, again" she finally took her hand so she could get up, her green eyes staying gypsy

[19:10] Gypsy Queller spat out a good spirited laugh as she leaned back, pulling her up to her feet. "Ye'll get there. It's all up 'ere..." she pointed an index finger to her temple and tapped it a couple of times before letting her hand drop to her side again. She was still smirking as she nodded to the door. "Now go. Take yer' kid te' school..." she mumbled, remembering she had said she was on a 20 minute schedule. She turned on her heel to head back to the kitchen table, grabbing her beer to take another swig.

[19:12] Melia Cerise scrunched up her nose and nodded wiping her palms on her shors and then walking to the table and giving her back her blade, "Thanks - you kinda of came around with this offer at the perfect time. I'll be seen ya soon" mel gave her a small salute and winked before turning to leave.

[19:13] Gypsy Queller held her grin as she watched her head for the door. "Ciao..." echoed behind the bottle before the last swig was taken.