Rae moved with purpose through the slam. A few large leering males moved towards her with the purpose of getting what they had lost out on. She glanced warily around at the group that was surrounding her. She sighed, why did they always think they could take what they wanted. She found the ring leader and headed for him first. A quick kick to his belly and and an uppercut ot his jaw left him blubbering on the floor. A few brave others tried their luck but she soon set them straight with a few well aimed kicks and punches. She was amped and tired up by the time she reached him.<br/><br/>He was sitting at the edge of the pool. He looked at peace. She hoped that he found some at different points in his life.<br/><br/>She sat across from him in one fluid movement. She assumed a meditation pose and waited. The wait was not long.<br/><br/><em>"So good of you to join me, Miss Rae.  I do hope your hand has stopped bleeding.  I cannot wait to see the scars; they should be absolutely breathtaking!Of course, I did not simply call you here to check up on your health.  We have made a deal, and I wish to see it through to the end.  You say that there is someone here in the Slam that you wish to see mercilessly tortured to death.  So I have two questions to ask you.  Firstly:  Why?  And secondly:  Who?"</em><br/><br/>" I wish I had a name, only a brief glance of a face. I've been trying to find out. They why is simple I suppose, more of a vengeance than what the world gave him for taking my family from me and making me into a glorified merc." she answered honestly.<br/>"I had hoped perhaps if I gave you the description you might know him."