Recruiting
Who Chris, Maribel, and whoever likes getting their ass kicked
When Late February?
Where The Stingray nightclub, in the basement
What The Underground Coliseum
Chris's little club changed venues constantly, but it was easy enough to find if you had the right connections. Thanks to Declan's contacts and the stretch of the big city, there was no lack of basements to choose from, and very little chance of the authorities-- what few Declan didn't have in his pocket or didn't already belong to the club-- ever finding them.
Chris stood to the side, not at the back of the crowd, but also not it's focus-- two men faced each other in the makeshift ring, scuffling around each other as each waited for the other to throw the first punch. The energy in the air was tense, ready, bloodthirsty-- as it always was. Smiling, Christina leaned her head back, thinking that she could live off the energy in these rooms alone.
A cheer suddenly spread through the crowd, and Christina opened her eyes, watching as one man suddenly jerked his head backwards and the first few droplets of blood hit the ground. She had a feeling this was going to be a good night.
When Late February?
Where The Stingray nightclub, in the basement
What The Underground Coliseum
Chris's little club changed venues constantly, but it was easy enough to find if you had the right connections. Thanks to Declan's contacts and the stretch of the big city, there was no lack of basements to choose from, and very little chance of the authorities-- what few Declan didn't have in his pocket or didn't already belong to the club-- ever finding them.
Chris stood to the side, not at the back of the crowd, but also not it's focus-- two men faced each other in the makeshift ring, scuffling around each other as each waited for the other to throw the first punch. The energy in the air was tense, ready, bloodthirsty-- as it always was. Smiling, Christina leaned her head back, thinking that she could live off the energy in these rooms alone.
A cheer suddenly spread through the crowd, and Christina opened her eyes, watching as one man suddenly jerked his head backwards and the first few droplets of blood hit the ground. She had a feeling this was going to be a good night.