Destination: Desperation

[Ash]

The tiefling passed up her own Comm to accept the one he handed her. Still smiling at his crack. She seemed to take care to gently handle the device, unlikely to toss it around like she did so freely with her own. She stared at the screen, it lit up her facial features with its light glow. The advertisement and his interested in it actually surprised her. She took him for the type to avoid fighting whenever he could, and a tournament was not that. It wasn't that she didn't think he couldn't fight, he proved that already.

So when he explained it was a recon mission, she smirked. That was more like his style, according to what little she knew about him. She handed him his device back, with the same care as she exhibited before.

"You? Not entertaining?" Ash smirked as she put her hands on the table to pick herself up. "I hardly think that is at all possible." She added as she picked herself up onto her feet. She then moved to the side, picking up her Comm and pocketing it in the usual place under her skirt, only to reach over and put her hand on her own chair. She pushed it back into place, and stood up. At this point, the bullet had dislodged itself, and the wound was on its way healing, so there was a clang of metal on the floor as the fired shot slipped out of the folds of clothe. It bounced a couple of times between her feet, catching her attention.

She squat down and scooped it up in her fingers, rolling it between the index and thumb. There was still blood trapped in the metal details. "I guess we better get going then, if its already started.." She said, standing up and moving towards a nearby trashcan. Tossing the bullet in like a scrap of paper she didn't care about anymore.