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[sawyergraves]

Location: No Names

@kayajadisa​

Whenever Sawyer wasn’t at work or off somewhere with Remi, he was at No Names, pounding his fists into the nearest punching bag until his arms felt like jello. With his upcoming fight in the not so distant future, he took any opportunity he could find to train. Tonight, he was one of the last few people still lingering in the gym, determined to get in as many reps as he could before closing time. In front of him, the worn punching bag jostled around like swells of choppy waves as Sawyer battered his taped fists into it. He was locked in, oblivious to everything around him, save for the steady one-two-punch he’d fallen into. He likely could have stayed that way for hours, had the punching bag not suddenly slammed to a stutter-step stop, throwing a wrench into the rhythm of his punches. Wringing out his arms, Sawyer took a step back, his brows knitted together in confusion as he spotted one of Otto’s most loyal lapdogs on the other side of the bag, anchoring it in place. He couldn’t claim to know her— she’d come to Olympus just as he’d been hauled away from it— but he knew who Kaya had pledged herself to. For that reason alone, her presence immediately set Sawyer on the defensive and he straightened, his features twisting into a tight scowl, “Can I help you?”

[izzyrojas]

@kayaiisms​

It’d been a long time since Izzy had been a Siren and she had been all-but the enemy of the Old Ladies. At least, that’s how it felt. They were the ones that their men cheated on their wives with, they were the ones that flirted with their husbands and ultimately, Sirens were the ones that caused a lot of problems, Club protected or not. Of course, Izzy was only a Siren for a few years before being snatched up beneath everyone’s noses. She’d been hooking up with Jeremiah and others, including Ethan, before she was finally asked to be Ethan’s Old Lady. The title was something that Izzy was looking forward to, which admittedly, would be her ultimate downfall. The woman wanted to get out of the Siren life and into something more comfortable, like being an Old Lady, while not severing ties with the Club. 

Seemingly, being an Old Lady sounded like a great plan until you ended up like Izzy and Kaya, Kaya probably worse off. But the women share the common bond that their Old Men both died in the line of duty to the Club, both shot (from what Izzy can remember of Jacob’s death) and now, both women were apparently just still lingering around the Club from what Izzy can tell. Isobella’s family is truly the Club because almost all her friends are associated in some way and although she isn’t an Old Lady anymore, she sort-of still is in a way. In contrast, however, Izzy is fairly certain a lot more people liked Jacob than liked Ethan (with good reason). 

No matter their similarities, it’s been a while since the women have seen each other, following a departure from Kaya, which is more than understandable, even if Izzy selfishly thought about how she hadn’t left. They were different people and now, they managed to cross paths again, one Clubhouse visit at a time. “Didn’t know you were hanging around here again, Kaya,” Izzy smiles. Her comment isn’t meant to be harsh, she just figured the woman’s return wouldn’t mean the Clubhouse return as well. “I’m glad to see you’re back though. Feels like we’re getting the band back together or whatever that saying is.”