Post by Conquest on Nov 10, 2022 18:44:36 GMT
"Beggars? You think the whole leather corset murder costume comes cheap? Think blade stilletos grow on trees?" It was a friendly retort however. If Victoria was going to rule the world she couldn't just murder everyone who back talked her, half maybe. "I'm not broke I just don't have any money right now." A smile came with that line, knowing that really was saying she was broke. Was honesty to it to however, she had to stop by some places later to get funds flowing again. She hailed from a family with money. Something about boat seizes, being arrested, and only just breaking out haunted her funding however.
The rag was taken, and the redhead looked to clean up the bloody hand print she had left. There was a meticulous effort to the routine, one could see it. While she may have been dressed for some risqué club there was an air of someone who used to know the more uptight tidy sort. "I'll take it but don't judge me. I've low blood sugar." Low on blood in general, she was still light headed some the details she'd dive into some sense was asked.
"Just lucky. Before I was arrested I let my nanites go into my system to fester. We'll skip the montage point was eventually they became synonymous with me. Allowing to assist in then turning myself into a blender to go down the prison shower drain. I was able to piece myself together finally and that happened to be here. And you? Confidence to chat up villains, probably could have gotten something grander. Victoria didn't seem talking down however in delivery. More just a curious mind on how her subjects ended up where they did rather then higher status and greener pastures. Of course nobody was actually her subjects yet, didn't change her from thinking they were.