Kadeu, Club Territory, Thronebreaker Tavern
13 August 2024, Late Evening
@crookxdrook
There was confidence in every stride Eva took through the streets of Club toward the tavern. She whistled a joyful tune, heart pumping in time with her excitement, because this time Eva was ready. This time she’d show just how much she’d grown. This she’d win using all the skills she’d acquired over her twenty-seven years.
This time, she’d beat Rook in a fight.
Raucous laughter and chatter reached her sensitive ears, leading her to the door of the Thronebreaker. She let a couple of drunks tumble past and disappear into the dark before walking in. The smell of alcohol and cooked food filled her nose alongside the intermingling scents of people of every species. There was a familiar one further back and Eva made her way over as quickly as her short legs could carry her. Along the way, people called out to the Shapeshifter in greeting. Eva might have defected to Spade, but with how often she waltzed between the two factions, most had still accepted her as fixture in Clubs. It was no surprise to any of them that Eva would find her way into Thronebreaker given her penchant for a good sparring match and tasty meal.
She propped herself up on a stool and grinned from ear to ear at who she was certain was the man she was looking for. She folded her walking cane and sat it on the countertop, folding her hands over it. Her legs kicked in the air, unable to stay still now that she was here.
“I’ll take anything sweet you have to drink, please and thanks! But before that,” her smile turned challenging, “I want to challenge you to fight and a chance to be tonight’s champion. What do ya say, Rook? How ‘bout I show you what I’ve been up to lately? I bet I can take you on this time!”