Leon's arrival and easy going attitude pretty much threw everyone, especially Amaya for a loop.
The brunette's eyes widened lightly as she stared at the boy as he came in. Completely flabbergasted. What, was he stupid? Or was he just THAT cocky? Just walking into a pool of thieves so leisurely without being as so much as armed. What, was he trying to look cool?!
At the same time, the band of thieves could help but stare at him from all sides, before the evident leader suddenly began to snort and break out in clear laughter, which garnered confidence in his men as they started laughing too.
"Ahahahaha~! Just what are YOU supposed to be, tough guy?! Some cop in training?!" he found the prospect of this hilarious. "Telling me I don't wanna continue...you've got some serious balls on ya, kid...but I don't like your attitude...!"
Then he smirked and raised a new dagger. "But I'll tell ya what...I'm in a forgiving mood, so why don't you and the girl hand over everything worth a damn, and nobody gets cut...!"
Amaya narrowed her eyes. "You people are the worst kind of scum..." she remarked as she moved her now bloodied left hand from her still bleeding arm, and moved said arm down to her holster. "You're not taking anything except a severe thrashing if you come closer...!"
"Oh-ho! Someone's eager! That's fine! You heard 'em boys! Rough 'em up a bit!" the leader ordered, causing the thugs to snicker as they approached the two.
Amaya sucked her teeth and moved her wounded arm down to her holster and unhooked it, drawing out her chain whip.
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A spinning circle of doom, Your Place in the afterlife
Decided on controversy, You've been naughty upstairs
You'll be punished downstairs, And the devil shows no mercy
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