This whole  ordeal, it seemed pretty ridiculous.  The  armored Krogan wanted to play it rough..Lennik could play shit rough.   She doesn’t blink an eye as the mutt of a male continues to bray about like a thresher maw with its dick caught in a trap.  The jab regarding her stillborn children was expected, at least by her.  Lennik had a big mouth, and female Krogan were a mystery to many , even in her own species. It was only natural that –that- was the first detail a detractor would choose to throw in her face.<br/><br/>She does smile when the scent of fear breaks through the air just after that comment is uttered.  The little asari…the Turian…it was almost comforting.  Especially from a Turian .   As the Lennik listens to what the armored krogan has to say. She knows what’s coming..it was what-always- came from Krogan males.   The clanless weren’t really sought after when it came to mating.  So the squat little fuck she overheard being called [color= "red"]Akoraan[/color] might have –never- had the distinct pleasure of mating with his own species..well a female member of his species at least.  This was was not an uncommon proposition when she’d pissed off a male of her race, female krogan were seen as little more then wombs on Tuchanka..but this wasn’t fucking Tuchanka. Just as she was about to answer, the Asari speaks up.<br/>She raises a brow, she can’t help but smile at the rather adorable young woman .  She gives …fuck..what was her name? Whatever..<span style="color: red">Snap Dragon</span>worked fine- She givesthe little Snap Dragon a lopsided grin before stepping in front of her in an authoritative manner.  It wasn’t that she was hell bent on protecting the girl- it was more an act of appreciation. The girl had tried to help her..it was….cute.<br/><br/>No. Nothing is cute. Lennik finds nothing cute. There is nothing but rage and anger and money. YES! She turns to the armored Krogan and see’s her turian companion  start to bark at her newly found enemies.She liked him already..<br/><br/>Just as he finishes the proprietor of the event gives the precise target that needs to be annihilated , all hell breaks loose. Lennik knows they need to move now..but she had one final ….wager.  She then notices the bare-chested krogan she raises her lip and sneers,<span style="color: purple">“Down boy.”</span>before pushing the curious lad away.<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">“Fine <span style="color: red">Akoraan</span>. We’ll make it interesting.  You kill the target…”</span>she smiles deviously and hopes she doesn’t lose this bet.<span style="color: purple"> “ You win…whatever you want...if you’ve got the quad enough to ask for it..it’s yours.”</span>She again steps in front of the Asari<span style="color: purple"> “-NOT- the asari..not the human or the turian. Me.” </span>She better fucking win…<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">“BUT!” </span>she roars happily,<span style="color: purple"> “You lose. Well..then you fuck yr’ sniffy little buddy here…I get to watch. Bring Popcorn. “ </span>Her smile widens as she further divulges in to perversion,<span style="color: purple">“And him dying don’t get you off the hook…He comes back dead and <span style="color: red">Snap Dragon</span> behind me’s gonna strap it on an fuck you for –my- amusement.”</span>She leans in ..inches from the<span style="color: red">Akoraans</span>face, snarling as she cracks her neck.<span style="color: purple">“Deal?” .”</span>It wasn’t that she fancied herself as attractive. With her traditional fertility markings adorning her skin, and many piercings, she wasn’t what one would call attractive by –anyones- standards. But a female Krogan of birthing age was still a chance- genophage or not- that a male MIGHT be able to extend his legacy and gain some power.<br/><br/>She starts to take steps back towards Kala who’d already started marking their path.<span style="color: purple">“I don’t hear a ‘yes’ Akoraan…Time’s wasting!”</span>she taunts.  She pulls the Turian over to her and whispers under her breath,<span style="color: purple"> “You better be as fucking fast with your legs as you are with your mouth..”    <br/>
</span><br/>Lennik turns to view the map Kala has pulled up.<span style="color: purple">“Is there a faster route? We’re clearly behind already…”</span>She starts to storm out the door as she yells over her shoulder to her detractors ,<span style="color: purple">“I don’t hear a yesssssss?”</span>She hopes at least the Krogan males collective meathead brains would either be either too enraged to function or swimming in the stream of the possibility of burly manlove. Either way, she hoped it threw them off their game a bit as two full grown male Krogan might be a problem….unless.  She turns and walks backwards as she starts to leave the room,<span style="color: purple">“Unless your little <span style="color: red">barechested buddy</span> there wants you know..to save his asshole’s sanctity and win some credits and team up with us.</span>.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>