Dragonfang_

@_drake:

A sigh escaped Taylor "it's really on my end, just lessons. You'd never guess how many mobsters get handsy however." She attempted to cover for herself, scarlet hair a good way to hide briefly flushed cheeks given positioning. "Don't know anyone around yet and given my reputation going to be more chances to meet those who shouldn't be a friend." News around had been that she didn't want to get to absorbed in thug activities or hits if it could be helped. Her lineage made it however where the only people she could really reach were those she detested. "Learning archery would be better."

With a gesture toward the arrows and a look to Larry the dog went off to fetch the arrows stuck to the window. Bringing them back to her though that also meant a coating of drool. "Ew" the redhead remarked looking to brush such off on Drake's shirt as opposed to having to use her own if it could be helped. "Swear I won't smack you around to much just consider where hands are please." She notched the retrieved arrow and proceeded to take aim again. Aiming for the center of the head of the billboard beyond the window she used as target practice. Did her best to try and relax far as she was concerned she was missing and it was starting to annoy her.

"So need a less awkward topic, was Larry just the want for a dog or is there a story there." Eventually she figured she probably should set her room up and go buy the essential. She for the moment though still wanted to just spend a bit longer trying to know who she'd be living with.

@_drake:

For the sake of her amusement and hopefully not risking things going to far she brushed off the cute remark. "I mean as long as it works perhaps that's enough, can't help but be curious though. Dad always wanted me to be a" she almost used the word intimate that was a dangerous word however, "close to knowing the tools. Doesn't matter if it's a knife a gun or a pen red, if you can't master it your business is dead." She remarked doing her best to give her best dad mimicking voice playfull. Was an amusing quote to her, guy wasn't exactly a gunslinger or swordsman in a literal sense, she liked the saying though.

Hands maid contact and at first it didn't bother her, it wasn't anything new. Straightening her back and adjusting position as directed it all came with no hesitance being given on her end. Eyes focused on the target did her best to consider her previous shot and adjust to both what she'd aimed for and what for alias purposes should be aimed for. She doubted she'd pick up on archery on her second shot anyway but she also felt for now she shouldn't chance it either. A hand however gets low, to much so and instinctively her own body moved. Her fist tightened and lashed back in a move that would have looked to strike his left ear. She managed to stop herself before actual contact thankfuly. Though immediately feeling the idiot for almost lashing out.

"Sorry" she remarked, with any luck it'd just be chalked up as her past. Mafia daughter surely some dates had been a bit more handsy. "This okay" she remarked adjusting her footing as instructed before taking aim again. An arrow flew and connected to the window, on the billboard beyond used as target practice the arrow had hit the cheek of the political figure. Her head shook in immediate protest "that was garbage got anymore pointers?" Taylor doing her best to just try and enjoy the practice with something she didn't know as opposed to focusing to much on the awkward moment.

@_drake:

Taylor didn't think twenty seven exactly as young wasn't old to her but still wasn't young either. She wasn't going to complain though about a compliment. There was an excitement that seemed to jump to the forefront of the mind when the dragon showed interest. Something she found herself envious over with each passing second. She didn't want to get caught up in opinions of the guy outside of thinking him a good person who should be better off when Taylor left. She wasn't sure how much help she could be just that the guy deserved whatever she could provide.

"Nope I don't" she answered glad to just be Taylor as opposed to the Bishop of criminal families or the girl with a Dragonfang tattoo like a stupid fangirl, or the convict who killed a portion of the Chicago mob. "How's the webbing effect draw strength?" Taylor inquired while taking the bow in hand and testing the string as well as playing some with the buttons out of her own amusement. Eventually she picked up an arrow however and set into place as she looked for somewhere to aim. Jade eyes eventually settling on a billboard outside one of the windows. Large face of who Taylor knew to be a corrupt bigwig in Duskburg.

"I like hearing people end up being nerdy. It's as cute as it is informative." She remarked eventually letting the arrow loose her posture was a bit off and hands inexperienced to the weapon hitting the equivalent to the edge of her given target. "I mean not awful for a first time, least I'd hit the broadside of the barn" she told herself reminded a bit of when her dad's body guard took her out shooting when she was eight.

@_drake:

A simple shrug was given at the request before the dragon went back to her smoothie, she certainly wouldn't complain about not having to clean up after the guy. Just wasn't opposed to helping either. It made her think of the side of her dad worth having a love for to be honest. As opposed to the guy who wanted to teach her how to forge docements for a thug going on a business related vacation. "I'll try and spare you the couch treatment." Taylor remarked making a mental note to try and figure out what late was for the guy so as to not be to much of a nuisance though more and more it just sounded like something to save up for. Best to just get a shower installed she concluded.

"No thanks. I only allow myself a cup in the morning if at all." Honestly she wasn't even much a fan of the stuff. She spent a lot of time with others who liked the stuff however so she tried to adapt. Drugs alcohol and caffeine she tried to stay away from largely, but party goers and criminals led to experience with such. Not to long after and the knife fanatic was shown the case of the archer.

An abundance of arrows and heads neatly labeled and categorized. Of course she had heard of the modern day archer types, of the tricks and devices they would use to get a job done. Various innovations to keep up with the competition. His enthusiasm showed and in truth the dragon found herself a bit jealous. She herself had to play into some elements more then others. She was just a knife collector who was looking to make a living, her love for weapons and desire to sink a blade deep into a criminal skull had to be withheld. "Damn" she remarked playfully extending the remark with an impressed glee.

"Does the bow itself got anything extra to it? Notice a lot of fun arrows but that's only half the equation right?" Her ability with guns and bows was only enough to usually hit the target but she couldn't help but be curious.

@lady_grimm:

"I actually have little interest in the fighting of cpurse it'd be a lie to say I wasn't capable." It was publicly out there that she had blood on her hands after all. Various gang lords executed while assisting some less lethal members. And when her sentence in prison was reduced for helping with a prison attack. It came with the cost of others there to. Realistically if authorities wanted to come lock her up she doubted anyone would question the act. "Worst part of things I've done is how easy it was." A lie masquerading behind truth. Of course she wasn't done with her war against criminal empires by any means. She did hate how easy it was though, apart of her wanting to see the Rook name end with her in a glorious battle. But covert actions had to become a focus in the modern world.

She took a drink then continued. "I want to see more help to the community, I don't think cops raiding every criminal empire will fix things. Of course self serving kingpins do few favors either. My dad was a shady piece of shit but at least helped those around. I'd like to see that continued but with a bit less shade and a bit more help." A pretty and optimistic woman to slap at the front desk of the corrupt to help throw people off. Only went so far for now but then again Taylor was willing to commit to the long con if need be.

"I doubt late mob boss daughter problems help a cyborg figure out what they need though."

@_drake:

The redhead relaxed against a door frame eyes eager to take in every detail of the place. Though she didn't want to be rude and snoop or wander either, was better to tread lightly she'd felt. "I'm sure you could clean the place. But I'm used to doing it enough to not mind offering." Granted used to it because she'd receive a strong back hand as a girl if she didn't was not a part of the conversation she wished to drag up. "I'll try and keep it to just twice a day at the least" though she highly doubted there wouldn't be an awkward moment.

of course access to the tv and PS4 was a win. As was the probability of getting to watch after Larry over Louie. She also liked knowing where the dogs assorted toys were as she was more then willing to entertain the pet for hours. That said she didn't mean Larry when she asked the question earlier. "Actually meant where should I put the arrows should someone think their toys to fetch. I'm no archer, but I know there's a specific spot for every knife in my case. I'm sure I can't just set a trick arrow on the counter with a sticky note saying where I found it."

@lady_grimm:

She took a brief moment to savor her drink then shrugged. "I found it a fitting comparison between how a Bishop did his business and a Rook did hers. Looked up to both but some of their methods were a bit much." It was all public knowledge so hiding it to her was pointless, an inquisitive mind was bound to learn of a vigilante killing a mobster. And their daughter who'd fought the Chicago Mob not all that long after such a situation briefly landing her in jail. The name however was something more interesting to the dragon.

"That's a rather depressing way of putting it. Mind if I ask why that is? Sorry haven't had a chance to sit down with a cyborg? Android? Whatever before, so curiosity is kind of winning me over."

@lady_grimm:

"Normally you answer questions not answer questions with questions." She remarked with a smile before considering the actual question. "I haven't. Admittedly what I'm looking for isn't something I can find in entirety." What she was looking for she didn't want to say in full, that was not a particularly good conversation peace with cyborgs who could not get drunk. Other question however was something that might be more approachable.

"I find myself inspired by Jessica Rook and my father. A hero and a business man respectfully, though both had their faults. Want to help people but maybe that shouldn't come with as many cut throats. Want to run a business but maybe it shouldn't be so cut throat. Lorna. If you don't mind, was that given or chosen? I'm just Taylor. term is nagging Nancy by the way, but so far wouldn't say you're all that nagging."

@_drake:

She shrugged paying the mess little mind. "I've seen worse, just don't expect me to clean everything for you. Maybe I will though if you've such a visitor." A lot of friends and relationships had a messy place, the gangbangers at the bottom ring she met cared about survival the top favored luxury and so on. From her upbringing the Mafia daughter was fond of a clean setting but used to a messier one. Her own preference had her willing to offer assistance on the upkeep she'd be damned if she was going to play maid however. The TV and PlayStation were satisfactory though she doubted she'd get around to using either unless she found Drake using it. Toppling criminal empires was a job that didn't leave much time for video games. With possibility of being trouble deep in the future she didn't mind the idea of also being a wingman in the closer timeframe.

"Damn it so there's competition for him already." Maybe she shouldn't be as annoyed at the thought of Larry staying somewhere else. She was though, maybe do to the fact only dog she had was shot in a drive by before her dad moved up the ladder and she wasn't allowed one sense. Getting along with Louie wasn't something she was opposed to working on however. The shower issue was a bit more concerning. "That sounds like an awkward moment just waiting to happen. Would earlier or later in a day be better then?" Of course she preferred a shower at the start and end of a day but alas sacrifices might have to be made. "I mean as much as I'd enjoy playing fetch I should probably no where to put his toys back so lead the way." Taylor concluding probably better to finish the tour and the like before making her room rightfully hers. On the plus side some of the abandoned wardrobe actually looked her speed. Needed washing but she wasn't going to find disappointment in free stuff.

@_drake:

She rolled her eyes at that, where she'd been from it wasn't all that weird or uncommon. Both sons and daughters of those who worked under her father liked to talk about their activities way to much. "I wasn't worried. Just didn't want to go coming out half dressed heading to grab a shower to find your husbando is in there. Or be making a smoothie and suddenly your double agent spy girlfriend is asking for one." Enjoyable as it was being sarcastic the information was appreciated. Spec ops only is what he said and there wasn't many tells to question the legitimacy of the remark other then maybe how open he was about it. Even then though it was neutral ground in theory it should be about as safe to talk about such things here as one could hope for.

"Wont mind taking care of Larry when you're away. Unless some how this adorable idiot is also war trained and goes with you of course."

@lady_grimm:

Jade eyes followed the trails to a degree, wanting to explore the electric veins all she could but also not wanting to be rude or come off as interested to much. "If you don't know what you have compare it to what you need. Doesn't matter what you are some things are essential question is do you have that?" With that the dragon returned to just sipping on juice curious to hear what answers might come of such questioning.