[u][b]Luke Schwarze -- Gambit Success![/b][/u]

[b]"I worked fast food a couple summers ago. Seen things you'd [i]never[/i] believe." [/b]Luke replied with a smirk. Within seconds, the wristwatches were gauntlets once more and he turned to face the two leader-types left standing. He liked these odds much better than before. Much, [i]much[/i] better.

Stepping his right foot back but not quite bringing his guard up just yet, he scrutinized the two further. Not much to tell besides "White Fang Member a step above the fodder".

[i]Hm.

So I don't know anything 'till they show me.

With that in mind...[/i]

[b]"Mind if I ask what the odds of us coming to a peaceful resolution here are? I'd rather we have a chat than get our hands dirty."[/b]

Two parts bravado, one part actual truth. It ended up coming out sounding much cooler than the fact of the matter. He wasn't too enthused about fighting somebody he knew nothing about.

They didn't need to know, though.