So it seemed North Blue was really boring the hell out of her, the woman needed a break from everything that was going on over there. Given how the takeover was, things were riling up to get really, REALLY violent over there right now. She wanted to be ready, more importantly, she wanted to be over how her...Previous failure was to be exact.
Natalya was situated inside one of the bars in Loguetown, drinking minor shots in order to appease herself while looking around at the local people. Nothing more than a few marines or just some generic people, about 20 of her men were in the place in disguise as well actually. They never really did wear their uniforms on the job with how informal Natalya was either. In fact they wore casual clothing that allowed them to blend in. Off of the bullshit excuse that Nat "was going undercover".
The woman mused at how funny that sounded, when in reality she was undercover inside of the marines. Bleh. This tastes like fucking ass.The woman would remark with a disgusted spat at another drink of a shot. Annoyed at the lack of good shit here, Nat would never really get "wasted" or anything due to not affording to be unalert. Getting drunk off her ass was not something the woman wanted to do.
The Long-leg would turn over to a familiar face. And just who the fuck are yo-Wait a minute...It took a minute for her eyes to adjust, but she turned over and to her right was her brother. Viktor, a noticabley tall long-leg who happened to be in the bar with her.Oh Shit!It's been a while Vik..Or should I say brother..?The Long-leg was rather surprised to encounter her brother here of all places actually. So what made you come to this dump?She mused at her brother as the woman took another shot glass her throat. Oh you know me. I'm just...Getting around, I happened to hear your...Trying to establish yourself yes?
Maybe..Maybe not. Lets continue this conversation another time. For now. I just wanna relax.
Natalya sighed, as she looked around bored, sure her brother was there. Though he had a history of being a stickass, always more 'calm" and "patient". Did he think he was better than her!?She wasn't angry at him, but simply flustered.
Natalya was situated inside one of the bars in Loguetown, drinking minor shots in order to appease herself while looking around at the local people. Nothing more than a few marines or just some generic people, about 20 of her men were in the place in disguise as well actually. They never really did wear their uniforms on the job with how informal Natalya was either. In fact they wore casual clothing that allowed them to blend in. Off of the bullshit excuse that Nat "was going undercover".
The woman mused at how funny that sounded, when in reality she was undercover inside of the marines. Bleh. This tastes like fucking ass.The woman would remark with a disgusted spat at another drink of a shot. Annoyed at the lack of good shit here, Nat would never really get "wasted" or anything due to not affording to be unalert. Getting drunk off her ass was not something the woman wanted to do.
Hm?How would you know what ass tastes like Nattie?
The Long-leg would turn over to a familiar face. And just who the fuck are yo-Wait a minute...It took a minute for her eyes to adjust, but she turned over and to her right was her brother. Viktor, a noticabley tall long-leg who happened to be in the bar with her.Oh Shit!It's been a while Vik..Or should I say brother..?The Long-leg was rather surprised to encounter her brother here of all places actually. So what made you come to this dump?She mused at her brother as the woman took another shot glass her throat. Oh you know me. I'm just...Getting around, I happened to hear your...Trying to establish yourself yes?
Maybe..Maybe not. Lets continue this conversation another time. For now. I just wanna relax.
Natalya sighed, as she looked around bored, sure her brother was there. Though he had a history of being a stickass, always more 'calm" and "patient". Did he think he was better than her!?She wasn't angry at him, but simply flustered.