Barfight Invite (Otherwise Untitled)
#147 of Short Stories
Someone introduces themselves to a badger.
~ The badger stepped away from the bar and out into the more open area of the establishment, a grin forming across her face as she reached up to break the shaft off of the crossbow bolt stuck in her shoulder. "Thank you for your prompt reply.", her posture dropping lower in a fluid motion of retrieving the brass knuckles from her belt. "It's been longer than I'd like, since a job went this straight forward.", bringing her fists up to a proper boxing stance.