You shine little bird
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flame_born_twinsWho: Nika and an Arena?
When:A few months after she picks up the dancing gig.
What: Under cover work. Ish. In that look at me kinda way?
"Come on Strast, you're the only one they don't know..." the man sighed.
'Strast', it meant flame and she used it as her stage name here in the flash and dancing yes. Safer that way, even if no one would have any record of Nika. "Why me Toni?"
"...no one remembers your face and you're...high end," he swallowed. "You're bright, and glittery, so no one can even say what color your eyes are. No one knows you. You clean up, put on a dress and no one would ever guess you weren't a citizen slumming at an arena. Please?"
"What did you want me to see though? You haven't told me why you need this!"
That made the club owner pale but..."my son. His mother took him from me years ago, didn't like my life or something, and to be fair she was a good mom and I tried not to intrude but....she's dead. I got notice that someone had come in trying to take my son for an arena and she tried to stop them. He's skilled you see..."
"...and I'd know him how?" she snorted.
"I've got a picture? I....I don't need anything but to know which arena has him, I'm not looking for a hero Strast, just someone to look. I'm...barred, and so are my people, we're rabble rousers, known human rights sympathizers..."
"What makes you think I'm not a citizen slumming here Toni?"
That made him pale further and he swallowed thickly, "why would you..."
"Joking boy, don't worry. So no one knows me huh? Smile and dance and make sure everyone has fun but no one knows me. That kind of hurts. All flash, no heat huh? Too much glitter paint I guess. Show me your picture and we'll get this done shall we?"
He was a strapping boy, obviously something muscular in him, but it was a controlled strength, calm...useful in an arena no doubt.
Of course it was a little more complicated than he'd thought. In order not to draw attention as she shopped at arenas, well, she had to find some poor soul that liked having an array of shiny young things on his arm hmmm? No one special mind you, no one detestable, or evil, just good looking and dumb as a brick. She called him Ken, as in the dolls she vaguely remembered. Some second son or other, and she was one of four little loves as they alighted on an arena for a night of entertainment.
This one promised as much show as sport, circus meets fighting, they'd see hmmm?
When:A few months after she picks up the dancing gig.
What: Under cover work. Ish. In that look at me kinda way?
"Come on Strast, you're the only one they don't know..." the man sighed.
'Strast', it meant flame and she used it as her stage name here in the flash and dancing yes. Safer that way, even if no one would have any record of Nika. "Why me Toni?"
"...no one remembers your face and you're...high end," he swallowed. "You're bright, and glittery, so no one can even say what color your eyes are. No one knows you. You clean up, put on a dress and no one would ever guess you weren't a citizen slumming at an arena. Please?"
"What did you want me to see though? You haven't told me why you need this!"
That made the club owner pale but..."my son. His mother took him from me years ago, didn't like my life or something, and to be fair she was a good mom and I tried not to intrude but....she's dead. I got notice that someone had come in trying to take my son for an arena and she tried to stop them. He's skilled you see..."
"...and I'd know him how?" she snorted.
"I've got a picture? I....I don't need anything but to know which arena has him, I'm not looking for a hero Strast, just someone to look. I'm...barred, and so are my people, we're rabble rousers, known human rights sympathizers..."
"What makes you think I'm not a citizen slumming here Toni?"
That made him pale further and he swallowed thickly, "why would you..."
"Joking boy, don't worry. So no one knows me huh? Smile and dance and make sure everyone has fun but no one knows me. That kind of hurts. All flash, no heat huh? Too much glitter paint I guess. Show me your picture and we'll get this done shall we?"
He was a strapping boy, obviously something muscular in him, but it was a controlled strength, calm...useful in an arena no doubt.
Of course it was a little more complicated than he'd thought. In order not to draw attention as she shopped at arenas, well, she had to find some poor soul that liked having an array of shiny young things on his arm hmmm? No one special mind you, no one detestable, or evil, just good looking and dumb as a brick. She called him Ken, as in the dolls she vaguely remembered. Some second son or other, and she was one of four little loves as they alighted on an arena for a night of entertainment.
This one promised as much show as sport, circus meets fighting, they'd see hmmm?
