XXX-Naut

Chapter 2 Late afternoon, early evening The doors to the Illusion Bar banged open, allowing 2 limp bodies to fly through and land in a crumpled heap on the pavement outside. “And don’t come back, d’ya hear!?” a feminine voice roared contemptuously as the doors swung shut. Dusting her hands off, King stalked back to her Bar, a sneer on her androgynous face, the patrons all giving her a wide birth. Standing at 5 foot 9, King was a striking presence with a face that would be referred to as handsome rather than beautiful (though she herself would beg to differ). Her almost innate aptitude for extreme channelled violence, coupled with her skills in Muay Thai kickboxing, had served her well during her time at Southtown…so much so, she had attracted the attention of Mr Big, who had hired her on as a bodyguard/bouncer, promising her a “salary” that would allow her to pay for Jean’s medical bills…the only reason that King had accepted. It also garnered her the respect of many denizens